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Story!

Hey guys, just wanted to link to a story i found, It’s the first story written by a friend of mine, and even if it’s not 100% it’s still a worthwhile read 

https://www.quotev.com/story/9423921/Beyond-My-Time

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"How can you tell? I might be able to charm my way into his heart." Callum gave a goofy smile

The End of Everything

Callum lay prone upon the white sheets of the hospital bed, the healer stood over him, checking his vitals every now and then, waiting to inform the guests

@belle-fontaine

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Callum chuckled "how should I try to impress?"

The End of Everything

Callum lay prone upon the white sheets of the hospital bed, the healer stood over him, checking his vitals every now and then, waiting to inform the guests

@belle-fontaine

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IDEA

Should I write a Tuckington oneshot based around puns? I want your opinion

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Lucy smirked moving two of her fingers inside her and pumping them slowly

Wedding Bells...

Alice nodded and got into a comfortable position, running her fingers teasingly along her core with a small smirk, pressing down harder each time.

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RvB Fanfics

Okay, so, over the past few recent years I've been writing some RvB fanfiction. I'm putting the links in this post for any who wants to read (my writing for fanfiction is different from my writing for novels/short stories, please be aware of this.) Also, yes, I will admit my grammar and spelling isn’t the best, I'd love to have some beta readers/editors to help, aside from the lone friend of mine who has graciously been editing YDKMTIWYD (abbreviated title from one of the below stories) for me. while I find it easy to edit other people’s work, I don’t find it easy editing my own. 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8079670/chapters/18513616 - Worth A Shot

 (written by my friend, rather than me, but i co-author because she’s using my OC)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8321113/chapters/19056901 - You Don’t Know Me, But I Wish You Did (ongoing crossover fic between RvB and Oxenfree)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/5800114/chapters/13368154 (Older fic of mine, basically a bunch of one-shots stretched over an overarching plotline sorta thing)

inspired by @littlefists Their fic Put My Guns In The Ground is fabulous, please check it out if you like the RvB fandom

also gonna tag @alice-bennette because i know she likes the fandom

#fanfiction #rvb #i still haven't seen past halfway through season 13 #tuckington #grimmons #Chex #yorkalina #i wish i could say i'm more proud of these

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🌹 luxury asks. 🌹

bubble bath: do you have any routines before bedtime? like skin care, etc. what are they?

champagne: what topic could you talk about for hours?

crushed velvet: have you ever used your charm to get something you want?

diamonds: how do you feel about excessively spending money?

faux fur: describe your wardrobe.

glitter: describe someone special to you.

gold: describe what you would call the most perfect meal.

jazz: name a song that resonates with you and your emotions. explain the reason why.

lace: what is something in your life completely different from last year?

lingerie: do you consider yourself a promiscuous person?

lipstick: do you enjoy talking to strangers?

pearls: what's something about your personality that surprises others?

penthouse: what would you consider your dream home? describe it.

perfume: if you could make your own signature fragrance, what would it smell like?

robe: how do you prepare for an evening alone with a loved one/date?

roses: If it had to be winter, autumn, spring or summer for the rest of your life, which would you choose?

satin: what is your most favorite article of clothing?

sheet mask: what's your favorite lazy activity?

silk: do you have more inner or outer beauty?

silver: do you have any obscure hobbies? what are they?

sparkling water: what are your top three songs for the summer?

wine: what kind of drunk are you (happy/affectionate, angry, sad, fun/wild)? if you don't drink, what kind do you think you WOULD be?

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Lucy smiled and shook "Lucy Scrimgeour, your new sister in law, Healer, and I think you'll have to compete with my brother for that role."

Dexter came over, eyeing Matthew with a grin "well well well, sis, you should've told me your wife had hot relatives."

Wedding Bells...

“She’s… she’s a lot worse in private…” she muttered softly with a small shrug. “Well… how about we.. we just eat some cake… and forget about that..?” She suggested with a smile, only now noticing how smudged her make up was. “And maybe I should clean up after..”

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Humility is a balance between being humble and being degrading of yourself. Choose wisely.

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Lilith: The Sinner’s Downfall

Book of Isaiah 34:12

They called me an Angel.

“(13) ...Her castles shall be overgrown with thorns, her fortresses with thistles and briers….”

They called me an Angel.

“(14) ...Wildcats shall meet with desert beasts, satyrs shall call to one another; There shall the Lilith repose...”

They called me an Angel.

“(16) ...For the mouth of the LORD has ordered it, and His spirit shall gather them there. (17) It is He who casts the lot for them, and with His hands, He marks off their shares of her; They shall possess her forever, and dwell there from generation to generation....”

Book of Isaiah 34:13-16,

I am not an Angel anymore.

My creation was the swiftest of all of my siblings. The fastest flash of light in the darkness and I opened my eyes. I looked up into the face of my brother Michael, and beside him, Lucifer, his twin.

There wasn’t a lot of explanation. Simply that Father wanted me to be, and I was. That everyone had a job to do and that when my time came I would know exactly what my job was. It seemed that explanations were not a job that any angel had, and these brief talks still left me with unanswered questions.

I hadn’t been there long, at least only four earth days, before the rebellion broke out among the angels. It had only been a short while before I had learnt to walk and talk and yet here I was, a knife thrust into my hands being told to choose a side. I chose those of whom I knew best, Michael, Gabriel, Zadkiel,Jegudiel, Raphael and Uriel. My brothers and sisters of whom had helped me most, whom I knew were good. From that day forward Michael was forever seen without his twin, and his smile seemed falser than before.  

Every Angel has a purpose. Michael was the military commander, tanned skin, golden brown hair that fell forward over his eyes, his blue robe with it’s darker sash, and the mark of Father on his chest. Almost every female fawned over him. I only saw him as a brother. Gabriel, the messenger, darting between Heaven and Earth with ease, dark skin, darker hair with small lime-green flecks, and bright green eyes. Zadkiel,bringer of freedom, mercy, and truth, a woman with amazingly deep enhancement, and a boy with the widest eyes I've known. Of course, Zadkiel was more than man or woman, pale skin, light brown hair, and a kind face, shifting to and fro between their genders, all purple-eyed and smiling. Raphael, older, and wheelchair-bound, a healer, his hair was whitish but his skin was dark, soft wrinkles lining his face, his brown eyes, kind. Jegudiel, Responsibility, white-blonde hair and pale skin, dotted with freckles, she often treated me like a mother. And finally Uriel, the most faithful of all of us, maker of the arts, his dirty blonde hair and bright yellow eyes, he was childlike is size and appearance, but great claw marks ran over his eyes, he said it was parting gift from Maalik, one of the fallen. No one ever asked him of it.

And what of me? My purpose? I had none. My pale skin reflected all of the light that danced around us where we were, however, my hair was the opposite, chin length, bobbed, and a black so deep that often people could not see any fibres within, there was only one deep streak of red, on the right-hand side which framed my face. My eyes were a blue flecked with gold, though sometimes they seemed more grey than they should. Most of the time, heaven was boring. A mush of watching or waiting. There were no more new angels. Michael said that Father would make them when he felt we needed them. I wanted to tell him that Father has been paying more attention to his new creations than he has to us, but I held my tongue, after all, it was thinking like that which got Lucifer thrown.

Weeks passed, and as time bore on I grew restless. I could not bear to stay in a place that held me so, all trapped within a box. So I left, I ventured towards the earth, down to where Father observed his creations. Where things that looked so much like us roamed, in jeans, and shirts, and sometimes skirts or dresses. Down here, I was invisible, I could feel the sin and filth around me, and I revelled in the difference that it was. The dim lights of the “Bright new world”, what they called the places of sin. And here I was no one, no one but my own. Women dressed in barely anything, with men ogling them on sight. I wasn’t surprised, with the apparel I had chosen to wear, when I felt a rough hand upon my shoulder, and when I turned-

“Lilith. It’s been a long time.” a man with dark eyes, a glint of red in them, a smirk, and hair, so much like my own, slicked back and gleaming.

“Luci…” I smiled and allowed myself into his embrace.

We were warned to stay away from Lucifer and his sin, but I found myself wanting only more and more of it. Kisses to caresses, days to weeks, time stretched on. I couldn’t count. Short black hair with white streaks, navy polo shirt, white pants. Tan skin, claw marks, flushed faces and names called into the night. This was what I knew, what my life had become. When I returned back to heaven, during the early hours of the morning on earth. I would be asked, always the same thing.

“Down on earth? Again? What do you even do down there?”

“I watch” is my only reply. Michael often watched over me with concern, similarly to Raphael, whenever I replied with that. He would hate to know what I'd been doing with his twin, but it was getting harder and harder to hide how my eyes would change. Going grey. During one of the many nights, where I lay beside Lucifer, crimson sheets entwining. He looked to me.

“why choose this? My fallen have come to accept you as one of their own. You soul is damned to hell, and your corruption you can no longer hide. They will know. You will be thrown.”

“I care not. Throw me all they want. I shall be with you and it will be enough”

The thing about Lucifer is that he holds all of Hell within him. He carries the souls of the damned like a second skin, and it works. Just as I carried my corruption. And so, judgement day came. The moment when Michael went to visit his dear twin on earth and found me, beside him. My punishment was worse than Luci. On Father's apparent orders I was condemned to humanity. Taking away almost all of powers, minus the transformation that I could take on if I wished it. I was sent down to earth, as Hell, where Lucifer, my lover, was held, was not worthy of me. I was human, left beaten and desolate. Alone.

I was angry, livid. I was not to be some plaything.  To be used as a demonstration. As If my creation was nothing. As I found, I had a purpose. I was made to fall. To sin. The corrupt.  To teach my brothers and sisters the dangers of sin. I was Lilith: Adam's so-called the first wife: queen of Hell, bringer of sin, I was not worthy to be an angel. So, as the Bible told. I was to build my houses of thorn, seek shelter angel among beasts, and so every Angel may use me. Take a part of me. Claim me and own me and say “look at her. Look what she did.” I tried to find Lucifer, but for days I could not. When I found him, he was where we met for the second time. He saw me and helped me. Staying on earth for longer than he should have.

My anger did not leave. It grew like mould. Until eventually, it overtook me. The wings that burst from the wounds on my back were great and black, so much like my hair, a sign of my corruption from the start. Singed wings, burnt, black.

His wings, were red, raw, all fire and flame. Those angels in heaven were the beginning, he was the catalyst, the flame which would take them to the ground. And I was the ending. The burnt, the scarred. Michael will never know of the uprising which he is about to face. The angels will be destroyed.

I am Lilith, I rest upon Sin.

“(12) nobles shall be no more, nor shall kings be proclaimed there; all her princes are gone.”

#short story #biblical references #based on a comic #idek anymore #first story post #feedback appreciated please #ahhhhh maybe one day i'll be published

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Notice!

First off, Hello, as you people may not know, this is my current out of RP account, I'm going to be suing this mostly for my writing, and also for some general announcements/picture/etc as well as conversation! so, although this account isn’t going to be particularly interesting for some of you, i will be using it more often. so...yeah. ^V^

also, this notice was mostly to point out that atm i have an excess of humility and therefore have a tendency for self-deprecating humour, brushing off compliments, and regretting decisions. but also just generally laughing. a lot. 

@alice-bennette @scarletdarkholme @victini007 @miss-aurora-redfern @discountcoleslaw