#archangel's lineage

[dmitrigivesgoodblood]

Nalini Chat w/ Ali Hazelwood

Some highlights from her chat today with Ali hosted by East City Bookshop.

she's currently writing the next Guild Hunter novel

Q: what is special about this book in the series for you? A: This book is really about family and I think it's been a big thing throughout the series from the beginning. it felt like the right time in the timeline for this book to happen. Prepare to be emotionally destroyed. She cried writing it. It's a book about family and who we are and those who make us and influence our lives. There is joy! Really important book int he series because it closes a lot of loops which is important to move forward.

Q: what is it like to go back to raphael and elena after writing books about other characters? A: It doesn't feel weird going back because they're always part of the books regardless of who we're focusing on. It's this massive world and we just went and visited someone else. -they're the heart of the series. No matter where else we go they exist and are part of it in some way.

Q: When you weren't writing them did you miss them? A: She does. The newsletter shorts are because she does miss them and writes for them when it's not their book. "I write my own fan fiction"

Q: Shorts in a collection? A: yeah, if there was enough desire for it. She would go ahead and do that. She'll add it to the to do list and poll people if there is a want.

Q: What does she feel about werewolves lore in general since they're closest to changelings. A: Would have been writing werewolf fan fiction had she known about it online. The only thing she didn't like was that they don't want to be werewolves.

Q: What you have written has influenced a generation of writters, how does that feel knowing you have been so impactful on the lives of so many people? A: It's weird. It's a continuous timeline and you just go book to book without realizing the passage of time. Didn't set in until she got her 20 years in the publishing industry anniversary. It's startling. Her hero is Anne Mcarthy and for someone to think of her in the same way is wild.

Q: is it difficult to write a highly anticipated character/pairing? A: She's obsessed with them already for a while before introducing them. You really have to go into your own head and block out what people are expecting. That's the only way it'll be her own.

Q: Does it ever happen that you annoy yourself with your slowburn? A: "I do and then i write it and release it 10 years later."

Q: Is Raphael's father going to come back? A: "Well, he's dead."

Q: who is your favorite young character? A: Really like writing all the kids. They're hilarious and fun to write. Really loves Izzy and wants to protect him the little baby angel. Curious to see who he'll be when he gets older with all these influences around him.

-Thought she would write a book about Elena's sisters but they appear a lot in Lineage and it closes up their stories enough that there is resolution and she won't be writing their own story.

-The series is slowly (slowly) wrapping up. It was always based around elena and raphael and it should end where it makes sense. not drag it out

-Possible she might do some novellas because there are things that can't be wrapped up in the books. Will absolutely keep writing shorts and adding them to the newsletter.

Q: Is there another series in the works for when GH is over? A: Has an idea for a book she'd like to write but won't know if it's a series until it's written.

Q: Are we getting more of Illium and Aodhan? A: It's the next book. it's a different book than Light. There's still some emotional stuff to take care of. There are also major changes in the world. get to see more of the other characters with them. The cover should match the Light one, complimentary.

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Book Mail

Archangel's Lineage

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[leiyahime]

The cover is stunning! Can't wait for the release.

#guild hunter #nalini singh #guild hunter series #archangel's lineage

[castieldelamancha]

the cover for archangel's lineage is out, and it's amazing ✨

#nalini singh #books #guild hunter series #archangel's lineage #can't wait to see what the book is about #can't wait for all their reactions to illium and aodhan!! #from instagram

[kamreadsandrecs]

Title: Archangel's Lineage (Guild Hunter #16

Author: Nalini Singh

Genre/s: romance, urban fantasy

Content/Trigger Warning/s: depictions of earthquakes and other natural disasters, grief

Summary (from author's website): Raphael and Elena are experiencing their first ever year of true peace. No war. No horrors of archangelic power. No nightmares given flesh. Until…the earth beneath the Refuge begins to tremble, endangering not only angelkind’s precious and fragile young, but the very place that has held their most innocent safe for eons.

Amid the chaos, Elena’s father suffers a violent heart attack that threatens to extinguish their last chance to heal the bonds between them and make sense of the ruins of their agonizing shared history.

Even as Elena battles grief, Raphael is torn from her side by the sudden disappearance of an archangel. But worse yet is to come. An Ancestor, an angel unlike any other, stirs from his Sleep to warn the Cadre of a darkness so terrible that it causes empires to fall and civilizations to vanish.

This time, even the Cadre itself may not be able to stop a ticking clock that is counting down at frightening speed…

Buy Here: https://bookshop.org/p/books/archangel-s-lineage-nalini-singh/20292261

Spoiler-Free Review: Well, that was something! Sadly, I have to say that this isn’t in my top five books in this series. The plot is pretty straightforward even with the MacGuffin at the heart of said plot, and it just hasn’t got the same amount of depth or interest as the plots of previous books.

But what really makes this book is what’s going on with the characters, especially Elena and her having to confront the mortality of those nearest and dearest to her. Given the ten-year time-skip a lot of characters who used to be children are now grownups, and it was great getting to check in with them again to see how they were getting on with their lives. It was those moments with Elena, where she was coming to grips with their mortality, that were the best parts of this book.

Also interesting were the bits involving Vivek, the hunter who was made into a vampire at some point in the previous books in the hopes that it would cure his disabilities. This book links him with a brand-new character in the series, and I am looking forward to seeing their connection develop and progress in upcoming books.

Speaking of new characters, another one is introduced in this novel that adds a whole new spin to the history of angelkind, and answers some lingering questions about the Legion as well. I’m not sure where Singh is going to take this series after this book, but at the very least I know it’ll be somewhere interesting, all things considered.

Overall, this was a pretty fun read, though not for its main plot. Instead, the best parts were in the side plots involving Elena, whose reckoning with mortality and family is always a fascinating thread and gets really explored in this novel. Vivek also gets some time to shine, and it’ll be really interesting to see where his story goes. That being said, this book introduces a whole new angle to the long distant past of angelkind, and sets the stage for some very interesting happenings in the future, which I am definitely looking forward to.

Rating: four angel feathers

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[thereadingcafe]

#Nalini Singh #Archangel's Lineage #Guild Hunter #paranormal #Fantasy #Romance

[magiritsa]

Amato, archangel of love

#flight rising #fr wildclaw #wildclaw #dragon #digital art #hes part of the archangel lineage and hes training to lvl 25 to get the archangel of love title #hes a wildclaw i swear #source: trust me

[iceinwrt]

Whb iceberg.

We start from curiosities, data that we can realize at first sight and descend to the murky ones. I clarify that I will also attach non-canon theories.

• In hell, a hundred years have passed since Solomon disappeared, while, on earth, since 931 BC.

• Not only Solomon, but also God and Lilith.

• Satan has a barcode on his arm, and sleep with his eyes open.

• Death does not exist in Paradise Lost, because of Gamigin.

• Beel left Abyssos since Solomon's disappearance.

• Orias will never stop consuming souls. Youth is never eternal, and by obtaining Levi's soul, it would only stop it for a while.

• Satan has confirmed that he has lost his home.

• Angels can also be humanized.

(Theory)

• Ark Academy and whb are connected.

• Solomon also had to drink human semen to stay in hell.

• Demons are infertile. Except for kings, because they have enough power not to use Lilith.

• All six deadly sins are needed to defeat Lucifer.

• Demons and angels can change shape. It influence their emotions.

• Bael tries to be a copy of Beel. He must follow the shape-shifting, from hair dyeing to limb mutilation, because he made a deal.

• Minhyeok is no longer human. Due to Mc's deal with Satan, nothing can kill him while it is in effect.

(Theory)

• Gamigin and Serenade will never see each other again. Since they reside in different realities.

(Theory)

• Beel wants to eat Mc.

(Theory)

• Morax's skill. Absorbs wounds, even if they are fatal.

• Beel has eaten angels.

• Solomon can possess the bodies where his soul resides.

• In hell, crimes of all kinds can be committed, without being punished. This also applies in heaven.

• Bael's comic. He almost died for impersonating Beel. Still can't explain what happened.

• Solomon has all the filias. Even the most questionable ones.

• Angels have orgies.

• Christmas cards. It's sexual abuse.

• Leviathan is the first, and the one who has forced Mc the most to have sex.

• Beel has died thousands of times because of angels.

• Death lines. Canonically they die in battle.

• The Glassyalabolas filia.

• Solomon knows what happened to Lilith and God.

• Fruit of the tree of knowledge.

• God and Lilith are dead.

(Theory)

• The real Gamigin committed suicide.

• Ronove is going to take the fingers from Mc's corpse.

• Leviathan was going to end Solomon's lineage.

• Kamikaze angels.

• Jjok was abandoned in the forest to die.

• Buer, Morax and Marbas have died hundreds of times.

• Satan has anger problems that can kill Mc.

• Mammon and Valefor could kill Mc by accident if they apply the wrong force.

• Angelification is so painful that it breaks a demon's mind.

• Mc has a high probability of dying if ignores where may or not be in Paradise Lost. This implies that Lucifer can kill anyone with just a voice command.

• Demons were the first to experiment with angels.

• The massacres of the angels. This includes the demonic, angelic race and the near extinction of dragons.

• Andre's past. (He carried his twin's head for days.)

• The archangels will never get the punishment they deserve.

• Leviathan and Orias' constant abuse on the farm.

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Does anyone else have any interesting or shady data?

It took me a day to gather information in my head, but that's it! I appreciate knowing that the shape-shifting is different, between angels, and Beel's camp.

Edit: Yeah, as soon as I realize my man is a walking red flag, it's confirmed that Levi baby never tries to have a forceful response from Mc, or tries to get her to ask him first.

#whb #what in hell is bad #prettybusy what in “hell” is bad? #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb satan #whb mammon #whb solomon

[jackalgulch]

AASIMAR IN JACKAL GULCH

In Jackal Gulch, aasimar are created. Members of the clergy of Pholtus each hope that during their baptism rite, they will be claimed and recognized with an Archangel's Blessing and become an aasimar. There are many theories about what qualifies one to be an aasimar, whether it is at the mere whims of each Archangel or whether they see their strengths within a mortal and give them the tools to further their prowess. Some parents try to mold their children in specific ways to fit the virtues and value of a specific archangel in hopes that their child will be baptized and blessed as an aasimar.   Aasimar that turn against their blessing, the path of Pholtus and his angels, and fall to sin become Apostates. Additionally, those who were once blessed by the fallen Zariel have become Apostates, those who were once blessed by the deceased Rachel have lost their blessings.

Ability Scores. Choose one of: (a) Choose any +2; choose any other +1 (b) Choose three different +1

Size. Small or Medium

Speed. 30 ft. 

Darkvision. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light and in darkness as if it were dim light. You discern colors in that darkness only as shades of gray.

Celestial Resistance. You have resistance to radiant damage.

Archangel's Blessing. You have been blessed and chosen by a specific archangel and bear an aspect of their power. You choose Intelligence, Wisdom, or Charisma as your spellcasting ability for your cantrip. You choose which ability when you select this lineage. Each blessing is accompanied by an awakened essence of their power you can draw out known as a Celestial Revelation, which you gain at 3rd level. You can use a bonus action to unleash the celestial energy within yourself, gaining the benefits of that revelation. Your transformation lasts for 1 minute or until you end it as a bonus action. Once you transform using your revelation below, you can't use it again until you finish a long rest. Choose one of the following blessings: 

Blessing of Ananiel. You are blessed by the Angel of Calamity. You know the Lightning Lure cantrip. In addition, you have resistance to lightning damage. 

Celestial Revelation. When you manifest your Celestial Revelation as a bonus action, a dust devil engulfs a 10 ft. radius around you. As a bonus action on your subsequent turns, you can force creatures within the tornado to make a Strength saving throw. the DC equals 8 + your proficiency bonus + the ability modifier you chose for your cantrip. On a failed save they are pushed 10 ft. away from you. Until the transformation ends, once on each of your turns, you can deal extra lightning damage to one target when you deal damage to it with an attack or a spell. The extra damage equals your proficiency bonus.

Blessing of Cadriel. You are blessed by the Angel of Valor. You know the Sword Burst cantrip. In addition, you can choose to gain proficiency with martial weapons or medium and heavy armor. If you have proficiency in both, you gain a fighting style from the Fighter class. 

Celestial Revelation. When you manifest your Celestial Revelation as a bonus action, searing light temporarily radiates from your eyes and mouth. For the duration, you shed bright light in a 10-foot radius and dim light for an additional 10 feet, and at the end of each of your turns, each creature within 10 feet of you takes radiant damage equal to your proficiency bonus. Until the transformation ends, once on each of your turns, you can deal extra radiant damage to one target when you deal damage to it with an attack or a spell. The extra damage equals your proficiency bonus.

Blessing of Daniel. You are blessed by the Angel of Innovation. You know the Mending cantrip. In addition, you gain two tool proficiencies. Your proficiency bonus is doubled for any ability check you make with them. You cannot gain expertise with these tools in the future. 

Celestial Revelation. When you manifest your Celestial Revelation as a bonus action, two luminous wings sprout from your back temporarily. Until the transformation ends, you have a flying speed equal to your walking speed. In addition, while transformed, as a reaction you can grant you or an ally within 10 ft. a bonus to an attack or saving throw equal to your proficiency modifier. 

Blessing of Hadrien. You are blessed by the Angel of Patience. You know the Light cantrip. In addition, you learn Shield of Faith, and at 3rd level, you learn Arc of Light. You can cast each spell once per day without expending a spell slot.  You can also cast these spells using any spell slots you have of the appropriate level. 

Celestial Revelation. When you manifest your Celestial Revelation as a bonus action, two luminous wings sprout from your back temporarily. Until the transformation ends, you have a flying speed equal to your walking speed.

Blessing of Neriah. You know the Guidance cantrip. In addition, as an action, you can touch a creature and cause it to regain a number of hit points equal to your level. Once you use this trait, you can't use it again until you finish a long rest.

Celestial Revelation. When you manifest your Celestial Revelation as a bonus action, you shed bright light in a 10-foot radius and dim light for an additional 10 feet. At the start of your turn, you and allies within 10 ft gain temporary hit points equal to your proficiency bonus. 

Alternatively, some aasimar after turning their back on their faith become an Apostate, the setting's version of a Fallen Aasimar. Replace the Archangel's Blessing feature with the following:

Apostate's Burden. You know the Thaumaturgy cantrip. Your status creates both fear and respect depending on where you walk and who you are with. You have Proficiency in Intimidation and Persuasion. Additionally, your sense of conviction is unmatched. You have advantage on saving throws against being Charmed or Frightened. 

[talonabraxas]

CHOKMAH: The Sphere Of Wisdom

Auphanim The Angelic Order (or lineage of Devic Spirit-Workers, if you prefer) who serve this Sephirah are called the "AUPHANIM" or The Encircling Ones; and they SURROUND US with whatever we have properly shaped out of Light.. literally 'fetching' those Images as a puppy fetches your slippers. The Auphanim do not "judge" your Images.. they only OBEY them!, so it is important that you give them only DESIRABLE Images to fetch! Every time you vividly imagine some delay, obstacle, problem or unpleasantness (even if you THINK you are only 'trying to avoid such things' by imagining them) the Auphanim FETCH IT for you automatically. The only solution to this problem is to call upon their Archangel and God-Aspect and CLEARLY spell-out what you really DO want!.. and then stop all 'dark Imaginings!'

[dmitrigivesgoodblood]

And cover!

#guild hunter #nalini singh #archangel's lineage #cover reveal

[hamsterclaw]

Bad Angel

You meet an angel at a party. He doesn't seem to give a fuck what anyone thinks, doesn't seem to care that you're half-demon. You don't know whether you're the bad angel, or if he is.

Pairing: Yoongi x F! reader

Genre: Fallen AU, fantasy, smut, angst, fluff

Rating: 18+

Word count: 6.9k

Warnings: Sex, swearing, a little mild blasphemy, angels and demons, mentions of blood and slime

You notice him as soon as you walk into the den, of course.

He’s exactly your type.

Standing against a wall, lip curled in a sneer. Eyes that look right through you.

You walk past a couple times, and make searing eye contact.

He doesn’t have the decency to look away, holding your gaze. The curl of his lips shifts into an almost smile.

You’re encouraged enough to approach him.

‘Hey,’ you say.

He waits just long enough that you almost think he’s going to ignore you.

He’s an angel, you’re almost positive, even before he turns slightly and you see the faint shimmer of wings.

You’re half-angel yourself, you don’t think it’s a bad thing.

‘Hey,’ he says, finally.

‘Enjoying the festivities?’ you ask.

He smiles faintly. ‘Not really. Want to go outside?’

He turns without checking that you’re following, and you love his confidence.

You follow him, close enough that when he stops unexpectedly you bump into him.

His back hits your front, and you hear him snicker to himself.

‘I’d say sorry but I think you liked that,’ you say, over his shoulder.

He doesn’t answer, turns instead so he’s now standing so close to you that you’d have to move away to not be kissing him.

He wraps a hand around your wrist, leaning down, slowly, giving you time to move away.

The surge of desire surprises you but you go with it.

His kiss is cool, minty, his smell light and faintly woodsy.

‘My name’s Yoongi,’ he murmurs, lips against your ear. ‘I guess you’ll be screaming it in a minute.’

‘Yoongi,’ you reply, trying to suppress your shiver at his warm breath on your neck. ‘I’m Y/N. I guess you’ll be calling me baby instead of trying to remember it.’

He scoffs a little, something dark gleaming in his eyes.

He tilts his head to kiss you again, and it’s even sweeter than the last time. Your pulse flutters. God he’s good at this.

‘I’ll call you whatever you want,’ he says, finally. ‘Come with me.’

He finds a room, tugs you into it and locks the door behind him.

Then he turns to you, all dark eyes and black leather, and says, ‘You’re pretty.’

‘Oh Yoongi,’ you say, condescending. ‘I’m a sure thing.’

He laughs a little, and tugs you into him.

His arms wrap around you. ‘What are you doing here with me? You seem like a nice girl.’

You strip off your jacket and his gaze falls to the mark on your shoulder.

It’s unusual, almost a tattoo but not quite. The only other person you know who has it is Changkyun, your older brother. Like you, he’s half-demon, half-angel.

Your lineage is the stuff of legends but the reality is you feel like you’re neither. Like a fraud in either camp.

You tilt your chin up at Yoongi, curl your lip so it looks like you don’t care.

‘Ever fucked a demon, angel?’ you ask.

‘Ball’s in your court, beautiful. I’m here if you want me.’

Your eyes meet, and like the searing moment in the other room, he doesn’t look away.

You drop to your knees in front of him, and his soft intake of breath spurs you on.

***

Changkyun and you are two half-demons at the ascension of an archangel, and without your tall, imposing brother by your side, you’d definitely be wilting at the looks you get.

With Changkyun beside you, you’re ready to throw hands at anyone who even dares give him a sideways glance.

You’d do anything for Changkyun, for the longest time it’s been you and him against the world.

Your angel father, patient as always, says, ‘I thought I told you both to wear white.’

It’s true that in your all-black clothing, you and Changkyun stand out.

‘Sorry, papa,’ you say, apologetically. ‘I didn’t realise the dress code was so formal.’

You miss what he says in response, because there’s a slight stir at the arrival of Seokjin and his brothers.

You don’t know them well, but everyone knows Seokjin. He’s wise, and a celebrated warrior, dating back to the war between beings.

And holy hell, he’s beautiful.

You watch, transfixed, as he walks into the room. You’re so transfixed it takes you a moment to notice his brothers.

There’s one brother in particular that stands out.

Like you and Changkyun, he’s wearing black instead of white.

He looks around the room, a familiar sardonic look in his eyes.

His gaze stops on you.

Fuck. It’s your angel from the other night. The one who came in your mouth and then made you cum with his mouth, twice.

He’s one of Seokjin’s brothers?

Changkyun nudges you. ‘Why is he staring at you?’

‘Why do you think?’ you ask. ‘I’m beautiful.’

Changkyun snorts. ‘He’s coming over here.’

Yoongi nods politely at your father and Changkyun, making small talk.

At first you think he’s not going to speak to you. Then he turns to you. ‘Can I get you a drink?’

‘Sure,’ you say, having regained your composure.

Yoongi leads you a little away from your family.

‘I see you didn’t get the memo about the dress code either,’ you say, lightly.

Yoongi smiles slightly at you, a curl of his lips, a flash of teeth.

‘Are my clothes indicative of my worthiness as an angel?’ he asks.

‘You angels do like outward expressions of purity,’ you say.

‘You’re an angel too,’ he says, mildly.

You’re staring at him, formulating a response, when he says, ‘well, you give head like one, anyway.’

Your mouth opens, and shuts.

Finally, you say, face warm, ‘you’re pretty good with your mouth too.’

He smirks at you, pokes a tongue into his cheek so quickly you almost miss it.

‘Want to go for a drink after this?’

***

You roll over on Yoongi’s bed and nearly bump heads with him. You hadn’t realised he was so close.

Yoongi grunts, eyes still closed.

‘Going somewhere?’

You look at his face and feel an uncharacteristic urge to kiss him.

You like kissing him, but this urge feels like it’s borne of affection, not lust.

You’ve always heard it’s easy to fall for an angel.

His eyes open.

‘I gotta go, Yoongi,’ you say, injecting insouciance into your smile.

‘Why?’ asks Yoongi. His voice is completely neutral.

You scoff. ‘Demons don’t cuddle.’

‘You’re half-angel,’ Yoongi reminds you. He stretches, props his head up with an arm. ‘Stop trying to be a tough girl. Wouldn’t you rather stay with me? You can ride my cock.’

‘You’re not even –‘ You reach under the sheets and break off when you feel how hard he is.

Yoongi hisses as you curl your hand around his cock.

He arches his head back, and you admire the beautiful column of his throat.

‘I’ll suck you off,’ you decide.

Yoongi’s hand reaches out to tug your hair.

‘Nah. I need to eat you out.’

His movement are languid, slow, like he has all the time in the world.

‘Tell me what you like,’ he breathes, nose against the apex of your thighs.

You laugh. ‘I think you already know.’

Yoongi laughs too, and his breath on your cunt makes you so wet you’d be embarrassed if he wasn’t already licking deep into you.

***

Yoongi doesn’t like to walk too close to you, you’ve noticed, when you’re out together.

He doesn’t tend to reach for your hand or display any physical closeness to you unless you’re alone together.

He’d asked you to meet him tonight for one of his brother’s birthdays.

Yoongi’d introduced you to all of them, but apart from Seokjin and Namjoon, whose birthday it is, they’re all a blur of beautiful faces and shimmering wings.

You’d got separated from him once you got into the party, and thankfully there are a few people you know a little from when you got your wings, or you’d feel out of place in this gorgeous party full of angels.

You get yourself a drink, and someone bumps into you.

‘Sorry,’ you say, reflexively.

‘I’m sorry,’ says a silky voice you immediately dislike.

You look up into a beautiful face, a strong brow, a sneering expression.

He’s looking at the mark on your arm.

You tilt your chin and stare at him, a challenge in your eyes, daring him to say something.

‘I heard Min Yoongi was carousing with a half-demon,’ he says.

You roll your eyes and turn away.

His hand snakes out to touch your arm, but someone steps between you.

‘Back off, Jisung.’

You know the person who’s intervened is one of Yoongi’s brothers, but you can’t remember his name.

He’s looking at you now, teeth worrying at his lip ring, and you haven’t the heart to snap at him and say you can handle some uppity angel, because he looks so innocent, and good.

‘Thanks,’ you mutter.

You want to look for Yoongi, but you can see the entrance of the party, and you decide to head out instead.

On the way, you spot him. He’s against a wall like when you first met him, except it’s not you he’s talking to, it’s a beautiful angel with dark hair.

Yoongi’s lips curl in a smile, and he doesn’t move away as she reaches for the lapel of his jacket.

Fuck this.

You get the fuck out of there.

***

You’re watching the woman hurry across the park. Humans always seem to be in a hurry.

She’s heading right for the angel, but you’re worried that she’s in such a hurry she’s going to pass him by.

With a jolt, you realise that you know the angel. It’s Namjoon, one of Yoongi’s brothers.

You see her head turn, and her pace slow.

She has kind eyes, but even better, you can see the light in her heart.

You send a wave of compulsion her way, but you already know that she’s going to help Namjoon.

You watch as she stops, takes her coat off and gives it to him.

Her kindness makes you feel warm all over. You know Namjoon will be safe with her.

When you return to the realm, you realise you’re not alone.

‘Stop being such a nosy bastard, Changkyun,’ you sigh.

It’s not your brother, it’s Yoongi.

He says, ‘Thanks for that.’

You know he’s referring to the woman and Namjoon.

‘She would have stopped anyway,’ you reply.

You smile at Yoongi.

‘I missed you at Namjoon’s birthday,’ he says.

You give him a long look. His expression is difficult to read.

You settle for, ‘Yeah?’

‘I’d have left with you,’ he says.

You fiddle with the rings on your fingers.

‘Jungkook told me about –’

You cut him off. ‘Yeah, I didn’t thank him properly for that. Will you tell him I was grateful?’

Yoongi says, ‘Jisung’s a prick.’

You grin, but there’s no humour in it. ‘Yeah, I know.’

‘I’m going to watch the sunset,’ he says. ‘Do you want to come?’

You think of Jisung and the way he sneered at you because of your demon heritage.

At least the demons don’t hide their disdain for you beneath a veneer of civility.

You wonder if Yoongi thinks the same, underneath.

You wish you didn’t care what he thinks, but the truth is, you do.

‘Sure,’ you say.

***

You and Yoongi don’t talk much on your way to the beach but that’s fine with you.

He tilts his head back, and the setting sun lights his profile.

You’re trying not to melt at how beautiful he is, but you can’t help it.

He’s the prettiest being you’ve ever seen.

You’re both so close to the water’s edge you can feel the spray as the waves crash onto the shore.

Yoongi puts his hand on yours, and your heartrate doubles.

You tilt your head at him. ‘How’ve you been angel?’

‘I’ve been thinking about you a lot,’ he says. His voice is low, gravelly, and deeply sexy.

‘Bet you say that to all the demons you sleep with,’ you say.

‘I’m not sleeping with anyone else,’ Yoongi tells you. He’s not trying to convince you, he says it like it’s a fact.

You like the way he sounds.

You look out at the ocean. The sun’s dropped so low there isn’t much light left.

He doesn’t ask you if you’re sleeping with anyone else.

‘I have this thing to go to tonight,’ you tell him. ‘The Gates are opening.’

The opening of the Gates is a celebration in the demon calendar. The most depraved of your ancestors, normally in hell, are released for a month to roam the realms, including Earth.

They usually spend it pursuing craven pleasures. Your mother, full demon, tends to spend the entire month avoiding distant ancestors. She’s never been a fan of any of the demonic pursuits.

In some ways, your mother’s more angelic than you.

Yoongi nods. ‘I know.’

‘Want to come?’ you ask, half-joking.

Yoongi’s pretty scrappy, but he’s still an angel.

‘Sure,’ he says.

***

Changkyun raises an eyebrow when he sees Yoongi.

You shrug.

He gives Yoongi a long look but when he opens his mouth, the only thing he says is a greeting.

You wonder how many demon gatherings Yoongi’s been to.

He seems to take the depravity in his stride, and it only makes him sexier in your eyes.

Changkyun nudges you. ‘Wow. Obvious much?’

You frown. ‘Shut up.’

Both of you watch as Yoongi glances over a multi-being orgy, barely even blinking at the multiple phalluses being inserted into multiple orifices.

Changkyun raises an eyebrow. ‘It’s like no one can even sense he’s an angel.’

You snort. ‘Yeah, you’re more obvious than him, to be fair.’

Changkyun rolls his eyes. ‘Please. Your angel side is more obvious than mine. Your wings aren’t even all black.’

He’s not wrong. When you’d got your wings, you’d been disappointed not to have midnight black wings like your brother. Instead you’ve got a gradient from black, through to various shades of grey, to full white.

You furl your wings, defensive.

Yoongi’s wings are fully furled, practically invisible. It’s a skill you haven’t quite mastered yet.

Changkyun snarls at a fire demon who gets too close to the three of you.

‘Is mama coming to this?’ you ask.

He shrugs. ‘She said she might stop by, but she mainly wanted us to make ourselves known to the Elders.’

You know why your mother’s keen for you and Changkyun to be seen by the Elders. Straddling two lineages like you do, you’re more accepted by your demon community than you are by the angels. It’s for your own protection.

‘Damn. Do you think they’ll care that I’ve brought an angel?’ you ask, worried.

Changkyun pauses beside a group of harpies.

‘Just say you’re corrupting him,’ he says.

Yoongi glances at you both. ‘I’m still here, in case you’ve forgotten.’

‘Am I corrupting you?’ you ask.

Yoongi’s smirk makes you more aroused than you'd like to admit to yourself. ‘You can later, if you want.’

Changkyun scowls. ‘Shut up about my sister, angel.’

‘I always treat your sister with the greatest of respect,’ Yoongi says.

A look passes between Changkyun and Yoongi.

‘Can we just go greet the Elders and get out of here,’ you say, intervening. ‘There’s only so much demon semen I can bear.’

You’re loath to be separated from Yoongi at a demon gathering, but you have no desire for him to catch the attention of any Elders, no matter what Changkyun says.

After supplicating to Enoth, the most influential of the Elders, you and Changkyun are trying to find Yoongi.

To your relief, you find him at the craps table, looking supremely bored but unscathed.

You wait until he’s placed his bet, then put your hand on his back to get his attention.

The demon beside him, a mind-melder like yourself called Tec, looks at you and Yoongi with interest.

You look back at him evenly.

‘Got a problem, Tec?’ you ask.

Under your hand, you can feel Yoongi’s back muscles tense.

He turns his head, sharp eyes focusing on Tec.

‘No problem,’ Tec says, finally.

Yoongi slides an arm around your waist. ‘Let’s get out of here.’

His voice is a couple of octaves deeper than usual, a register you’ve only heard when he’s fucking you.

You feel a throb in your groin at his voice, a Pavlovian response. You’re no one’s bitch but somehow Yoongi’s got you trained to respond to him.

Yoongi’s looking at you, eyes dark, a half-smirk on his face.

‘Come home with me,’ he says.

***

Yoongi’s sitting against the headboard of his bed, big hands kneading your ass. You’re still wearing panties but you’ve soaked through them whilst making out with Yoongi.

He licks into your mouth.

‘I can feel how wet you are, beautiful,’ he murmurs.

You clench in response to his deep voice, his breath on your cheek.

Yoongi helps you grind against him.

The damp patch on his boxers makes you feel less conscious of how aroused you are.

Yoongi says, ‘take these off before I rip them off.’

His fingers slip under the crotch of your panties and tug, knuckles pressing against your cunt.

You resist the urge to rock your hips against his hand as you hurry to comply.

‘My brothers are all home,’ Yoongi reminds you as he tugs your panties off your ankle.

He nudges your jaw with his chin. ‘Open.’

You stare at him, wide-eyed, as he balls up your panties and pushes them into your mouth.

He taps your chin. ‘Close. Now be a good girl and be quiet for me.’

Yoongi’s hand tilts your head up and he licks up your neck.

‘Pretty girl,’ he says, the rasp in his voice making you shiver.

‘Did you know,’ he asks, calm, ‘that your eyes change colour when you’re aroused?’

You did know that, but you can’t answer.

‘I can always tell what you like,’ Yoongi says. He kisses along your collarbone to your shoulder. When he gets to the meat of your shoulder, he bites down, and you arch against him.

‘You like that,’ he observes.

You glare at him, but he just laughs.

He looks down at you, tongue poking through his teeth. He tilts his head down, and you arch your back again.

He kisses your breast, tongue swirling around your nipple, never quite landing where you want him.

You moan, muffled through your panties.

Yoongi takes his time, he always has. By the time his tongue laps over your nipple, you’re practically crying.

Yoongi purses his lips, and latches on to your tit, sucking. Your hand curls around the nape of his neck, and Yoongi’s obliging, sucking and licking until you’re about to combust.

He slaps a hand onto your hip. ‘Stay still,’ he says, stern. ‘I’ll get to it.’

He doesn’t keep you waiting, hand slipping between your legs.

‘Fuck you’re wet,’ he groans.

He curls a hand around his cock, which has been steadily leaking onto you whilst he’s been sucking your tits.

You spread your legs a little, and Yoongi rubs himself against the slick pooling between your legs.

He’s concentrating now, pupils blown all the way as he enters you.

You tilt your hips to take him deeper, and he groans, deep in his chest.

‘Fuck. Fuck.’

He taps your chin again, and your lips have barely parted before he hooks your panties out of your mouth, tossing them aside.

‘Turns out I fucking love how you sound,’ he tells you.

There’s a look in his eyes you haven’t seen before, an intensity he hasn’t previously shown you.

‘Tell me how much you like it, baby, because I love it.’

You cry out into his mouth as he rocks his hips against yours.

You’re so wet the slap of him against you is obscene.

‘Yoongi,’ you moan.

Yoongi’s still moving, cock sliding in and out of you. ‘Yeah?’ he says, raspy, hoarse.

‘Gonna cum,’ you tell him.

‘Do it,’ he says. ‘Fuck, do it.’

He curls a hand around your ass, lifting your hips to meet his, fucking you so deep you don’t have any choice but to take every inch of him.

You cum so hard you lose track of where the fuck you are.

Yoongi’s stopped thrusting, hips grinding against yours. He cries your name, and you feel him throbbing inside you.

You curl your legs around his hips to keep him close.

He buries his face in your neck, breath hot on your skin.

He says your name again, and his voice is so deep now you could almost cum again listening to him.

Instead, you curl your arms around him.

Yoongi kisses you, a sweet brush of his lips against yours, and you realise he’s unfurled his wings over both of you, keeping you tucked under him. Warm.

You think about how you could get used to this until you fall asleep.

***

There’s a banging on the door, a female voice.

Yoongi shifts off you, and you’re pulled awake by the loss of warmth.

You jolt upright when you hear the female voice and the way she says his name.

‘Yoooongi.’ It’s prolonged, cute, intimate.

Yoongi’s wrapped a sheet around his waist, but he’s still shirtless. He leans against the door frame. His voice is so low you can’t hear what he says.

You start getting dressed. Your panties are beyond salvaging but your black dress slides on easily.

You catch sight of your hair in the mirror and wince. Then your gaze drops to your face and you wince again.

You catch a glimpse of the girl as you get your shoes.

It’s the same beautiful angel he was talking to at Namjoon’s birthday party.

Yoongi looks over his shoulder and notices you’re nearly dressed.

‘Wait,’ he says, holding out a hand. ‘Just give me a sec.’

His voice is harsher than usual, he’s barked it like an order.

He closes the door and turns back to you.

You look at each other for a moment.

You hate yourself for asking.

‘Who was that?’

‘Just a friend,’ he tells you. He’s standing with his back against the door, sheet round his waist, like he’s going to stop you from leaving.

There’s a feeling in your chest, washing over you like a tide. It feels an awful lot like disappointment.

It feels an awful lot like you’re a dirty little secret.

Min Yoongi’s half-demon friend he’s been carousing with.

You’re fully dressed now, a mess but intact, for now.

‘We’re going to the mountains,’ Yoongi says. ‘It’s a plan Seokjin made.’

You look at him quietly.

He doesn’t invite you along.

‘Sure,’ you say, finally. ‘I’ll see you around, Yoongi.’

He’s saying something about how you don’t have to leave, but you’re already out the door.

Unexpectedly the landing on the way to Yoongi’s room is filled with angels. You recognise a few of his brothers, a few female angels, the beautiful friend.

You feel so many eyes on you that you’re conscious of your sex hair, your smeared makeup. You tilt your chin up and force yourself to walk at your normal pace down the stairs even though you feel like running.

You think you can hear Yoongi calling your name from the top of the stairs.

If there’s one thing you know about being a mixed-heritage, halfling angel-demon, it’s that you don’t need to be ashamed about the way you were born.

You unfurl your half-black, half-white, shades of grey wings, out so everyone can see just how complex your lineage is.

It’s not your job to apologise for everyone’s preconceptions of you.

Fuck them all.

***

You’re waiting for Changkyun to finish whatever he’s doing with the girl he met at the opening of the Gates.

You’re considering ditching him but you don’t have any other plans given your thing with Yoongi’s imploded. Also Changkyun had promised to take you for ice-cream after.

You’re leaning against a lamppost, enjoying the still of the night, when you see him.

It’s one of Yoongi’s brothers, Jungkook, the angel with the skin markings and the lip ring.

Funny how the real fuckboy in that family hasn’t got a mark on him.

Just smooth, creamy skin and dark eyes that look like they see through you.

You watch, interested, as he hurries around a corner and comes face to face with Tec and his friends.

Ah fuck.

Jungkook’s wide eyes have you taking a few steps forward quickly. You’re almost across the road, near to him when Tec and his buddies surround him.

‘Hey,’ you shout.

Tec looks at you, sneering, as you move to stand next to Jungkook.

You slip a hand into the crook of Jungkook’s arm. ‘Come on. We’re going for ice cream.’

‘Isn’t that cute, two angels on a romantic date,’ Tec says. He doesn’t sound like he means it.

‘Yeah it’s real cute,’ you agree, tugging Jungkook’s arm, hoping to get out of here before this escalates. You’ve never fought Tec before, but you know he’s a mind-melder like you.

Sure enough, you can feel tendrils on the outskirts of your consciousness. Beside you, Jungkook stills, and his aura dims slightly.

‘Stop it,’ you snap. You envisage a trapdoor closing, snapping on Tec’s tendrils as hard as you can.

Tec hisses with pain, and pulls back.

‘Leave us alone,’ Jungkook says. He looks like he’s illuminating, creating a ball of light as a weapon. It’s good, but it’s no match for a punkass demon like Tec.

‘Come on,’ you say.

Tec says nothing, and you feel his tendrils again, insistent.

You think of how Jungkook stood up for you at that party, and gather your mind-melding abilities. You reach into Tec’s mind, recoiling a little at the sliminess in the recesses of it, grab his core, and pull, hard.

He’s always underestimated you, and you grab Jungkook’s hand as Tec drops the the ground, writhing in pain.

You shoot his two ‘friends’ a look to ensure they won’t follow you, and start running.

Straight into a ball of light from another angel.

Your defenses were down, you were totally unprepared for it, and the shockwave hits you like a bullet.

You’re dimly aware of Jungkook stepping in front of you, unfurling his wings protectively around you both, but most of what you know is pain.

There’s shouting, then strong hands pulling you free from Jungkook, a familiar voice.

It’s Yoongi.

He tips your face to his, saying something that you can’t hear because of the ringing in your ears.

When he sees your face, he startles. It’s not exactly a recoil, but he draws back slightly.

Swiping a hand over your face, you realise why. You’re crying bloody tears from the impact.

It’s another demon trait you’d known but hadn’t told him about.

His reaction hits you almost as hard as the initial ball of light.

You guess some demon traits are acceptable to the angels but others aren’t.

Is he disgusted by you?

You feel oddly small.

Yoongi still has his hands on your shoulders, is still talking, but you hear nothing.

You look around frantically, and burst into tears of relief when you see Changkyun.

His face is stern, serious, as he reaches for you.

‘Get me out of here,’ you gasp.

You grab your brother’s hand and let him take you home.

***

You can hear Changkyun talking to someone at the door.

He comes back carrying a small stuffed rabbit.

You stare at it.

Changkyun tosses it at your head. ‘It’s from Jungkook.’

You let it hit you on the face and look down at it in your lap.

It’s a small, grey rabbit with huge eyes and floppy ears.

Despite yourself, you’re charmed. It even looks a bit like him.

‘He’s been by every day this week to check on you,’ Changkyun says.

You scoff. ‘You’re a demon. Are you telling me you can’t handle one pushy angel?’

Changkyun rolls his eyes. ‘He’s persistent.’

He gives you a sideways look. ‘Yoongi too.’

You bury your face in one of Changkyun’s tasteful throw pillows.

‘I’m sorry that the fuckboy I had a fling with is hassling you,’ you mutter.

Changkyun looks at you thoughtfully. ‘I didn’t peg Yoongi as a fuckboy.’

‘That’s the thing about angels. They’re fucking sneaky bastards,’ you say, bitterly. ‘Jungkook looks like the fuckboy but he’s the one giving me stuffed rabbits and Yoongi looks like the good one but he’s a fucking fuckety fuckboy.’

Changkyun sighs. ‘God, you’re so dramatic.’

You glare at him.

‘Haven’t you had this too Changkyun? People always want to fuck the exotic one. The angels who want to see your freaky demon side, the demons who think you’re soft and fluffy because you’re half-angel.’

‘There are asshole demons and asshole angels,’ Changkyun says, calm.

You look up at your beautiful brother, exasperated. He’s always been less conflicted about his heritage than you are, you guess it’s because he’s got all the physical traits of a demon and no one ever knows he’s a mosaic apart from if they know your family or if he tells them. Even his mark is on his back, not on his arm. Unlike yours.

Your brother looks exactly like a perfect coldly cruel demon, blessed with the beauty of an angel.

You huff and toss a pillow at him.

Changkyun’s expression softens as the pillow sails over his head. He doesn’t even have the courtesy to duck or pretend he thought for one second it was a threat.

‘Should I call mom?’ he offers.

‘She’s in deep hiding until the Gates close. She’s screening all her contacts,’ you remind him.

‘Should I call dad?’ he asks.

You roll your eyes. ‘You think mom is hiding out on her own?’

Your parents have always been disgustingly in love.

Changkyun shudders.

‘Anyway. If Yoongi and Jungkook drop by tomorrow I’m going to let them in,’ he tells you. ‘I can’t hold off how revoltingly nice they are.’

‘They’re not nice,’ you snap.

‘You know that broth you enjoyed so much yesterday?’ Changkyun asks. ‘Yoongi brought it over.’

You gag, dramatically. ‘You didn’t tell me it was tainted.’

Changkyun scoffs. ‘They’re angels. Tainting anything is beyond them.’

‘I just said they’re sneaky bastards,’ you insist. ‘It’s probably cursed.’

‘Does that mean you don’t want the leftovers?’ Changkyun asks, voice dripping with sweetness.

‘I never said that,’ you reply quickly.

***

You’re in your room, listening to music, when there’s a tapping at your window.

You look over and see a fluttering of wings.

They’re the distinctive silvery shade of Yoongi’s wings.

You unlatch the window and wait.

Yoongi’s hovering outside.

‘Hey,’ he says.

You look at him. He looks as beautiful as ever in the moonlight.

‘Was there something you wanted?’ you ask, ice in your voice.

Yoongi says, ‘Want to come outside? It’s a nice night.’

You raise an eyebrow. ‘Why do you keep inviting me out at night, Yoongi? Don’t you want to be seen with me in the daylight?’

‘What?’ he asks, brow furrowed.

You stare him down.

‘I’ll take you out whenever you want,’ he says, finally. ‘I just like going out at night.’

He seems perfectly sincere.

‘Do you want to come over for dinner this week?’ he asks. ‘All my brothers want to thank you for rescuing Jungkook.’

That reminds you.

You pluck the stuffed bunny off your bed and hand it to Yoongi.

He looks at it, a little flummoxed.

‘Don’t you want it? I thought you’d like it,’ he says.

‘I’m a demon,’ you say, huffy. ‘Who ever heard of a demon who likes stuffed bunnies?’

Yoongi looks at you, and you sense he’s suppressing a laugh. His lips twitch.

‘You can be a badass mind-melding demon and also like stuffed bunnies,’ he says, straight-faced.

He hands it back to you. ‘I chose it because it’s eyes remind me of yours.’

‘I thought Jungkook chose it because it looks like him,’ you say, intrigued.

‘I chose it,’ Yoongi corrects, gently. ‘Because it’s eyes are the exact shade yours get, when I’m pleasuring you.’

You stare at the bunny, trying to hide the fact your face is suddenly warm all over.

‘Is everything about sex for you?’ you ask.

‘I’ll take you anyway I can get you,’ Yoongi says. His voice is low now, serious. ‘If it’s just about sex for you then I can deal with that. If it’s about more than that, then I can deal with that too.’

He puts his hand on your arm. ‘I’ll take you any way I can get you,’ he says again, emphatic.

‘I’m glad Changkyun was there that day,’ he says. ‘But if he hadn’t been, I would have looked after you.’

He looks out at the night instead of looking at you as he talks.

‘You recoiled when you saw me cry blood,’ you point out. ‘I’m part demon, that’s not going to change.’

‘I thought you were hurt,’ Yoongi counters. ‘I didn’t know you cried blood.’

‘I don’t always,’ you say. ‘Just when it hurts.’

Yoongi looks at you. A muscle twitches in his jaw, but his voice is still gentle when he speaks. ‘I don’t know you as well as I want to, but I want to know more.’

‘I’m pretty good at mind-melding,’ you tell him. ‘If I wanted to, I could really hurt you.’

Yoongi’s gaze doesn’t falter. ‘Nothing you could do to me would hurt as much as when I saw you walk straight into that ball of light.’

‘Who cast it?’ you ask.

Yoongi’s jaw tightens. ‘Fucking Jisung getting involved in shit that had nothing to do with him.’

He looks at you. ‘Seokjin’s had a word.’

‘I’ll hurt him when I see him,’ you vow.

Yoongi nods. ‘I don’t blame you. I’ll help. Not that you’ll need any help.’

You nod. ‘Damn right.’

Yoongi smiles. ‘I’m glad you’re ok. I was really worried.’

You stifle a yawn.

Yoongi smiles again. ‘Good night. Can I come by tomorrow?’

‘Sure,’ you say.

‘Can I come in tomorrow?’ Yoongi checks. There’s a spark of mischief in his eyes.

‘Maybe.’

‘I’ll take a maybe,’ Yoongi says. He nods to the bunny, and you realise you’re clutching it to your chest.

‘He’s a lucky bastard.’ He pretends to think about it. ‘But I guess I’m lucky too, because I’ve also had my face there.’

You’re still fumbling for something to throw at him when he flies away in the night, snickering to himself.

***

You open the door in the morning and are greeted by a literal chorus of angels.

Yoongi’s the closest. ‘Can I make you and Changkyun breakfast?’ he asks.

You blink at him, trying to re-orientate. ‘Can you cook?’

Yoongi just laughs and holds up a bag of presumably, food.

Jungkook’s right behind him. ‘I never got a chance to thank you for saving me,’ he says.

You’re a little blinded by the prettiness of his smile, turned full force on you.

‘It’s what anyone would have done,’ you say.

‘I’m sorry you got hurt,’ Jungkook says. He looks concerned. ‘Are you ok now?’

‘Fine,’ you squeak, as he leans over you.

You tug at the hem of your sleep nightie.

‘You can go get changed, if you want,’ says another one of Yoongi’s brothers, a shorter angel with blond hair and a flirty smile.

‘Don’t get dressed on our account,’ continues another brother, with dark hair and intense eyes.

Are these beautiful angels flirting with you?

You glance around for Changkyun and spot him walking out of his own bedroom.

To your surprise, all of Yoongi’s angel brothers greet Changkyun with affection, like they know each other.

You stare at your brother.

He looks unfazed.

Yoongi comes up to you. ‘Go on, get dressed. Breakfast will be ready in a minute.’

By the time you’re dressed, Changkyun’s small dining table has been transformed in one that fits eight people and is covered in glorious treats.

Seokjin passes you a plate, smiling kindly.

You accept.

‘How do you know Changkyun?’ you ask, politely.

‘We go way back,’ Seokjin says. He and Changkyun exchange a look you don’t quite understand.

You’re processing that when Jungkook leads you to a seat between him and Yoongi.

Yoongi’s solicitous, making sure your plate is filled, giving you extras of everything.

You learn that the flirty angel is Jimin and the brother who told you not to get dressed on their account is Taehyung. Namjoon isn’t around, but another brother with a bright smile called Hoseok is.

Seokjin and Changkyun are sitting close to each other, discussing something serious.

You have other friends, but you’ve never sat down with a table of angels before.

It’s nice.

You remind yourself not to get too used to it.

Yoongi touches your arm. ‘Are you ok?’ he asks. He’s watching you intently.

‘I’m fine,’ you affirm. You give him a half smile. ‘I was just thinking to myself that this is nice.’

Yoongi touches your cheek gently. ‘It can be like this all the time, if you want.’

You don’t know what he’s promising you. You look down at your plate.

Yoongi puts his hand on your arm.

‘Want to go for a walk after this?’

***

Yoongi’s on his back in the grassy meadow he took you to, eyes closed.

You admire the line of his profile in the sun, the leanness of his physique. His hand is tracing lazy circles on your bare thigh, sending jolts of electricity through you, warming your skin.

‘You’re very beautiful,’ he tells you suddenly, not opening his eyes.

‘Do you think so, Yoongi?’ you ask.

His lips curl in a smirk. ‘Everyone thinks so. Even Jura.’

‘Who’s Jura?’ you ask.

‘The angel who interrupted us the other day when we were in bed,’ Yoongi tells you.

You wonder why he’s bringing her up.

‘She used to be with Seokjin.’

‘Everyone was staring at me when I left your place the other day,’ you tell him.

Yoongi’s eyes open. ‘They were worried about you,’ he says. His gaze is penetrating. ‘I don’t have the best history, with romance.’

You wonder if it’s a warning.

‘I knew you were a fuckboy,’ you say, lightly.

‘I’m not going to hurt you,’ Yoongi says, gently. His hand is still on your thigh. ‘I’m going to try my best not to.’

You scoff. ‘I’m a demon. I’ve had worse.’

Yoongi laughs quietly. ‘You really are as soft as that bunny I chose for you.’

You glare at him.

‘I like it a lot.’ His hand is stroking now, palm against your skin, fingertips curled over your thigh.

‘Do you like me?’ he asks.

‘You’re ok,’ you say.

Yoongi laughs. You’re not fooling him.

‘Stop saying silly things or I’ll stuff your panties in your mouth again,’ he says.

His hand is travelling up your thigh now, fingertips brushing between your legs.

You try not to sigh.

‘I’ve been jerking off with your panties since you left them in my bed,’ he tells you. ‘I keep thinking about you wearing them with my cum all over them.’

You want to speak, but his fingers are deliberate, stroking along your slit, entering you shallowly.

It’s too much, and it’s not nearly enough.

‘Yoongi,’ you say, and his lips capture yours in a kiss.

‘Feeling needy, baby?’ he murmurs, fingers teasing, stroking.

You say his name again, and he hums his approval.

‘I’ve got you,’ he promises. He licks into your mouth as one finger plunges into you.

‘Want more?’ he asks, tugging your soaked panties away from your skin. ‘You feel like you do.’

You’re beyond words, moaning and whimpering as his fingers enter you, stroking, scissoring, hitting you just right.

Yoongi unfurls his wings around you both, and the world disappears.

It’s just you and him, hot breath on hot skin.

‘Neat trick,’ you say, breathlessly.

Yoongi’s smirk is so cocky you’d be taken in if you couldn’t feel his heart hammering against yours, the heat and hardness of his cock between your legs.

He grinds against you, slow, deliberate.

‘Ready?’ he asks.

He already knows you are.

***

Changkyun and you are standing off to the side at another ascension, backs to the wall, counting down the seconds until you get to leave.

Changkyun asks, ‘How are things with Yoongi?’

‘Fine,’ you reply.

‘Great,’ he says.

He doesn’t ask for more details, but he grins. ‘Seokjin will have his head if he misbehaves.’

You snort. ‘I think Jungkook’s got it covered.’

You’re referring to the fierce loyalty Jungkook’s been displaying towards you since you helped him.

Changkyun rolls his eyes. ‘Jungkook told me the other day to stop waking you up because you need your sleep.’

You laugh, and you both turn to the entrance as Seokjin and Yoongi arrive, with the rest of their brothers.

All six brothers immediately make a beeline for you and Changkyun, surrounding you both in a protective circle.

Jungkook grins at you. ‘Anything I need to take care of for you?’ he asks.

‘I’ve got it,’ says Yoongi, stepping between you and Jungkook.

Jungkook twinkles at you before he steps back.

‘All good?’ asks Yoongi, dipping his head close to your ear, curling an arm around your waist.

You nod. Flanked by Changkyun and Yoongi, surrounded by his brothers, you feel oddly like you belong.

It feels pretty damn good.

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[hadit93]

I recently read on a reddit thread that doing banishing or invocation rituals daily are bad for your practice because they essentially banish every spirit around you, including the ones you are working with. Also, it makes the room you are doing it unbearable to everyone else and your life might become a desert.

Is this true?

I can't tell you what is true. It seems people have mixed feelings about this. I will give you my opinion. I imagine you are speaking about the Lesser Ritual of the Pentagram and Hexagram type rituals.

The people who believe 'banishing' banishes everything have usually learned this from a book such as "Modern Magick" by Donald Michael Kraig. Jason Miller has also echoed that banishing sets a wall up between the spirits and the sorcerer. He learned from Modern Magick also. It is one of the rare times I disagree with Jason Miller.

I learned from Modern Magick initially too, but since then I have learned from people involved with direct lineages to the original golden dawn (not simply the Regardie revival) as well as performed my own research and drawn my own conclusions.

The Lesser Rituals of the Pentagram and Hexagram do banish entities, however, it does not banish all entities. It doesn't create a sterile bubble, it creates a state of equilibrium and lvx within the body of light of a magician. It operates in assiah up to the beginning of yetzirah. This means it banishes the etheric and lower astral only. In my experience spirits that are actual, autonomous beings operate in higher yetzirah and are rooted in at least Briah. The ritual will not effect them, and this, in my opinion, includes demons.

However there are beings, husks. Empty vessels that are cast off from workings and from normal human interaction. They can be born out of intense emotion. They will feed off the energy of the magician and begin to take on form and autonomy. These are what the LBRP banishes.

The LBRP is like washing your hands, it is not like dipping them in bleach. It will clean an area, but will not banish all that is within it.

Then again, it is highly malleable to intent. And so I do believe the intent of the practitioner matters. A lot of people banish with th mindset of 'get rid of everything!' and I do not believe this is the right mindset. The mindset should be 'Balance' not 'banish'.

The banishing rituals should also not be the only form used. I believe the invoking ritual to be the most important. Obviously learn to banish first, but I perform more invocations than I do banishing. Some people like to invoke in the morning and banish at night, I am fine with that approach. In time you tend to know what you need- sometimes you need to banish, in particular if you require etheric cleansing and have had a bad day or been in a toxic environment. Before a tarot reading you would invoke if you feel calm already, or banish if you have traces from the previous reading still lingering.

I do think banishing three times a day every day would be extreme. Washing your hands too many times will destroy your natural skin barrier. But I do not believe a daily banishing will be detrimental unless it is all you do- do not let the LBRP and LBRH become the only things you practice, you will get nowhere.

It is about creating a space or circle that is strengthened and under the control of the magician and their guardians, in this case the Archangels. It is about banishing spirits that are not spirits or are detrimental to your own spiritual progress. The Archangels will not allow a harmful spirit to come through, however, they would have no issue with a being of light. The Lesser rituals are general banishing- they are not banishing all things, but the dross that other workings or emotions may have left behind with the agency of the archangels overseeing a balanced state.

In truth, as with much of the Golden Dawn rituals, what you are really influencing is your body of light. Your circle is your aura, and it is certainly true that you want a strong aura that is impregnable. You can still reach out and invite spirits in, they can still enter if it is for your benefit. But you don't want to be bothered by every spiritual energy around.

"It is usually sufficient to perform a general banishing, and to rely upon the aid of the guardians invoked. Let the banishing therefore be short, but in no wise slurred --- for it is useful as it tends to produce the proper attitude of mind for the invocations. "The Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram" (as now rewritten, Liber 333, Cap. XXV) is the best to use." - Alesiter Crowley.

Here you see the assertion is that the banishing rituals are brief, general, and rely on the guardians to be effective at warding the space. Therefore it isn't nuking an area, it is sweeping it and allowing beings of light to monitor what can enter and what cannot. You also see how banishing is useful as a preliminary only to get into the right mindset for invocation. Banishing in my opinion is more about balance within the Self than it is about clearing an area. You are establishing equilibrium within the aura.

My personal advice is 'Invoke often....banish when required'.

You do not need to banish at the beginning of EVERY magical act. You certainly can, if you are distracted I recommend it, but it is not necessary. Invoking would sometimes be more helpful and the invoking forms also invoke balance etc. Some people will use a statement of banishing 'Hekas, Hekas, este bebeloi' and ring a bell to clear a space then invoke. They then use the banishing at the end to return to material consciousness. This is how I usually work these days.

If you are seeking to explore an isolated force, feeling stressed or unbalanced, have excess energy from ritual- banishing is a good idea.

But if magicians who performed the pentagram ritual could not communicate with spirits there would be an issue. It is perhaps one of the main points of magick.

All my opinion of course. You just need to understand the point of these rituals, what they actually do. The majority of books are absolute rubbish and represent misunderstandings of the authors who have often not undergone proper magical training nor have decades of experience.

My experience and understanding of the LBRP and LBRH now is far different to what it was 15 years ago.

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[bardic-tales]

updated: 2.9.24

Warnings: Main Character Death. AU: Canon divergent. Supernatural Themes. Violence. Trauma. Loss of Loved Ones. Internal Conflict. Identity Crisis. Redemption Journey. Dark Themes. Cult Activities. Supernatural Battles. Emotional Turmoil. Abusive Relationships. Toxic Dynamics. Demonic Heritage. Angelic Heritage. Perpetual Displacement. Psychological Distress. Mental Health Issues. Trauma. Supernatural Violence. Familial Conflict.

🌙 Name: Bianca Amara Moore 🔮 Age: 20 👤 Gender: Female 🌌 Fandom: Omniverse 🌟 Ship: Bianca x Sesshomaru 📅 Date of Birth: October 1st, 1976 👼 Mother: Seraphine 👩 Surrogate Mother: Sarah Moore 👹 Father: Azrakiel (Asmodeus / Ragnar) 👨 Surrogate Father: David Moore 🎭 Faceclaim: Monica Bellucci (blonde)

About Bianca: Bianca's life is a tapestry woven with threads of celestial grace and demonic power. Born from the forbidden union of an archangel and a demon to end the Omniverse, her journey is marked by tragedy, love, and the pursuit of redemption but her pursuit will lead to her ultimate downfall.

Character Overview

🌟 Bianca's Persona: Bianca radiates warmth, compassion, and unwavering strength. Despite the turmoil of her past, she carries herself with grace and resilience, navigating the complexities of her dual heritage with courage and determination.

🎭 Eloquent Personality: Bianca's past shapes her actions and decisions, driving her towards redemption and healing. She grapples with guilt, grief, and the burden of her lineage, but her inner strength and unwavering compassion guide her through the darkest of trials.

🌸 Unwavering Compassion: Bianca forms deep connections with those she encounters on her journey. Her relationships are forged in trust, loyalty, and empathy, offering solace and support to those in need.

💑 Transcendent Bond: Bianca's bond with Sesshomaru transcends time and space, rooted in mutual respect, love, and sacrifice. Their union is a testament to the power of love in the face of adversity, driving them to protect each other at all costs.

⚔️ Courage in Conflict: Bianca's bravery shines in moments of conflict and adversity. She faces darkness with unwavering resolve, wielding her inner strength and celestial powers to protect the ones she loves.

✨ Likes & Dislikes

Likes: Art, Nature, Music, Tea, Travel, Cultural Exchanges Dislikes: Injustice, Oppression, Betrayal, Selfishness

🌿 A Soul of Many Hobbies: Bianca finds solace in celestial stargazing, drawing, meditation, and nature walks. Her diverse interests reflect her curiosity and appreciation for the world around her.

Power and Abilities:

💫 Powers and Abilities: Bianca possesses a diverse array of supernatural powers and magical abilities, reflecting her celestial and infernal heritage. Through Celestial Harmony, she taps into her mother's lineage, exhibiting powers such as Celestial Empathy, Cryomancy Sorcery, and Temporal Manipulation. From her father's infernal lineage, Bianca wields Dark Sorcery, Illusory Mastery, and Charismatic Manipulation. Her Succubi's Seduction abilities grant her enchanting allure, emotional manipulation, and dreamwalking prowess. Additionally, Bianca's Toymaker's Touch allows her to craft cursed artifacts and manipulate reality. In combat, her Sword Abilities, including Temporal Sundering and Sword Judgment, showcase her mastery of time and combat prowess.

💔 Weaknesses: Despite her formidable powers, Bianca faces several vulnerabilities and limitations. Her dependence on emotional feed for sustenance leaves her vulnerable to energy drain and emotional instability. Bianca's susceptibility to celestial and infernal influences, along with her reliance on environmental factors, makes her vulnerable to cosmic interference and environmental hazards. Furthermore, her emotional vulnerabilities, lack of experience in swordsmanship, and limited defensive options render her susceptible to manipulation and physical harm in combat. Bianca's true dragon form, while powerful, comes with limitations such as energy consumption, size, and maneuverability constraints, as well as vulnerability to anti-dragon measures.

Key Moments in Bianca's Journey:

🌠 Birth from the union of Seraphine and Azrakiel. 🌠 Tragic loss of her surrogate mother, Sarah Moore, to Azrakiel's cult. 🌠 Meeting and forming a deep bond with Sesshomaru. 🌠 Transported to the ‘Feudal Age’, facing unknown challenges. 🌠 Transformation and training to confront Azrakiel and Naraku. 🌠 Transported to 'the Planet' from Final Fantasy 7, facing unknown challenges.

Themes: Redemption, Identity and Heritage, Love and Sacrifice, Good vs. Evil, Inner Conflict and Growth, Resilience and Hope, Destiny and Fate, Forgiveness, Trust and Betrayal, Society and Acceptance, Legacy and Heritage, Transformation and Growth.

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