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GAME OF THRONES S7E07: The Dragon and the Wolf
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"The Apollo 11 Saturn V (CSM-107/LM-5/SA-506) climbs toward orbit after liftoff from Pad 39A at 9:32 a.m. EDT on July 16, 1969. In 2 1/2 minutes of powered flight, the S-IC booster lifts the vehicle to an altitude of about 39 miles some 55 miles downrange. This photo was taken with a 70mm telescopic camera mounted in an Air Force EC-135N plane. Onboard are astronauts Neil A. Armstrong, Michael Collins and Edwin E. Aldrin, Jr."
Date: July 16, 1969
NASA ID: KSC-69PC-0413, 6900556
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fistsoflightning · 8 months
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if you catch a rogue a fish
ffxivwrite2023 04: OFF THE HOOK allowed or able to avoid blame, responsibility, obligation, or difficulty.
syhrwyda, valdis, zaya, & a fish. a really big fish. 913 wc.
“And you brought this t’ port… why?”
Even with a small crowd gathering around her and Syhrwyda, Valdis seemed just as unflappable as ever—at most, a touch confused. Zaya watched in amusement from the relative safety of the Fisherman’s Guild’s archway as she glanced at the forty-fulm-long fish floating in a bubble by the guild pier, swimming restlessly in loops, and said, “Wanted to show Tehra’ir. And ask for one of his daggers to eat it, but that’s later.”
Syhrwyda’s face made an incredible journey in the span of a few seconds from baffled through concerned straight into a replica of the face Y’shtola gave Zaya that one time they admitted they ate a lightning crystal shard once. “This fish? T’ show him?”
“Not this fish, exactly,” Valdis said, waving her free hand in the air as though this revelation cleared anything up. “The coral ray and elasmosaurus didn’t bite during the spectral currents. I should have asked Alle to come along and help me.”
The crowd of excited fishers and baffled merchants around them got louder and rowdier, and Zaya had to press themselves up against the stone wall to avoid their knee colliding with the fisherman guildmaster’s face as he darted by. Something about legends of the sea?
“An’ this one?”
“What about ‘this one’?”
Across the harbor, Zaya caught a flash of something silver and green pause at one of the carved-out windows go from still to a blur as it rushed out of view.
“I—well, just because th’ change of all the aether currents o’er the star means you could fish up new deep ocean monsters an’ bring them back to Limsa don’t mean you should,” Syhrwyda said while rubbing the back of her neck, seemingly unable to decide whether she should look at the horrible leviathan with knife-teeth, Valdis herself, or over to Zaya—the last specifically with a frown. They must not have been doing a great job of stifling the silly grin they could feel edging on outright laughter.
Maybe they ought to feel some measure of guilt, but Syhrwyda did lose the three rounds of rock-paper-scissors when they’d rushed down here from a nice lunch at the Bismarck to deal with ‘a sea witch and her menagerie of monsters’ and instead found Valdis at the center of the storm. She really needed to stop leading with rock.
Valdis, seemingly still oblivious or mayhaps playing it up, tilted her head. “But then, no one but the Sharlayans will know about the new fish,” she said, and then: “Do you think Tehra’ir is out on a job? I was hoping he’d come out by now…”
“Why not just… go in an’ ask for him?”
“The doorman doesn’t like me.” Valdis crossed her arms, letting her fishing rod nearly thwack the poor lalafell guildmaster. Not that he seemed to notice. “Though, V’kebbe does...”
She turned away to look across the docks at the door leading to the Dutiful Sisters, at which Syhrwyda took the chance to fully turn towards Zaya and do something with her hands that was neither a combat sign nor any official Eorzean sign Zaya knew, but conveyed the general meaning of WHAT DO I DO???
As far as Zaya knew, it wasn’t a secret that Tehra’ir had something against deep sea fish—or any fish that fell outside the usual standards of ‘fishy-ness’ towards ‘could-be-a-terminus-horror’, really. Just half a moon ago he’d burst through the door to Zaya’s room with his tail all fluffed up mumbling about some truly awful-sounding sharks he’d seen while walking down to the Rogue’s Guild, calling them the Navigator’s mistake before launching into a frantic rant that ended with him swearing vengeance on Mitron, somehow. How Valdis seemed to be unaware was a mystery to them, as were many things about her, but here they were with a fish four times Syhrwyda’s height and teeth long as Tehra’ir’s daggers anyways.
Zaya looked back up at the window again—now, they could vaguely make out a figure that was probably Jacke standing there with his arms crossed, with Tehra’ir’s tail flicking in and out of sight—then looked back at Syhrwyda, still looking at them helplessly. They shrugged, trying not to smile too much about the situation or bust out into laughter, and gave her the combat sign for protect hoping in this situation she’d take it more as COVER FOR HIM I GUESS.
Syhrwyda grimaced, but the gap in the crowd closed just as she raised her hands, moving in a wave of sorts towards some of the other fish-carrying bubbles Valdis had enchanted. Not wanting to get swept away or miss Syhrwyda and Valdis maybe leaving, Zaya pushed through the crowd towards them.
Thankfully, Syhrwyda’s height and voice were there to act as a lighthouse in the crowd.
“Why did you want t’ show him this big one, anyroad?” she asked. “Aside from th’ others not bitin’.”
When Zaya broke through, Valdis had turned back to Syhrwyda.“Sisipu told me this was a roguesaurus,” she said, now frowning. “I thought he would think it was funny, instead of scary.”
That was, unfortunately, Zaya’s last straw; they broke out into wheezing laughter at the side of the pier, now one of four standing in front of the roguesaurus. Who named these things?
Syhrwyda put a comforting hand on Valdis’ shoulder and said, “It’s after the river, actually.”
“Oh. Damn. I suppose we can just skip to eating it.”
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Unwanted: Chapter 27, Unhinged - Pt. 1
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader
Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.
Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, mentions of sexual situations, descriptions of violence.
Word Count: 838
Previously On...: Nat revealed that Jade was a Hydra agent. You told Bucky, you kissed. He left you very confused.
A/N: IT'S TIME! THIS CHAPTER IS NUTS!
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The next morning, Bucky acted as though nothing unusual had happened between you two the night before, so you opted to follow his lead and pretend your mind and heart weren’t a jumble of conflicting thoughts and emotions. 
You discussed mission strategy over breakfast. Or, rather, Bucky came up with a strategy and you argued with him against it.
“I’m not comfortable with you leavin’ the safehouse alone with Carthage out there,” he said as he stabbed into his defenseless scrambled eggs. “We don’t know where she is, or what she’s planning. I’m not gonna risk your safety just so you can go back to that club.”
“I’m not totally helpless, Barnes!” You waved your fork in his general direction. “Believe it or not, but I’m quite capable of taking care of myself!”
Bucky shook his head, snorting a dismissive laugh. You narrowed your eyes at him. “What? You think I’m weak?”
“Never said that, doll,” he offered, putting his hands up, “but Carthage is a Hydra-trained super soldier. Even Nat wouldn’t be able to take her if she was out for blood.”
You felt the wind of your righteous indignation leave your sails, so you pouted. “I still have a gun,” you countered petulantly. “She’s not impervious to bullets.”
Bucky laughed. “Oh yeah? Enlighten me then, doll: where you gonna stash that gun for safekeeping while you’re out there doin’ your thing? In your g-string?”
“Yeah, alright,” you conceded, “maybe I haven’t thought that part through! But I’m not going to let some fear of her keep me from doing what I need to do in order to stop more women from being abducted!”
“I’m not askin’ you to, sweets.” Bucky put down his fork and looked at you. “I’m just askin’ that you don’t go out by yourself, don’t put yourself at any unnecessary risk, is all.” You couldn’t really argue with that; it was a sound point, after all. 
“I’ve still got to do my shifts at the club,” you said. “It’s our only source of leads and I can’t just stop showing up if I want them to keep them from getting suspicious.”
Bucky crossed his arms and leaned back on the kitchen stool. “Fine,” he offered after a moment’s contemplation. “Then I’ll come with you.”
Though you’d done it for thousands of strangers before now, the idea of getting up on stage and performing a strip tease, knowing that Bucky was in the audience, made your entire body flush. “I… don’t know if that’s necessarily a great idea,” you admitted.
“Why?” Bucky’s face momentarily soured. “You worried having the Winter Soldier show up is going to blow your cover?”
You flinched at your old words being thrown back in your face. “No,” you said. “Come on, you’ve got to know the only reason I said that was because, at the time, I was so fucking angry at you, I could have ripped your dick off with my bare hands and shoved it down the garbage disposal.”
Bucky’s eyes went so wide, it was comical. “Well,” he swallowed, “that is a very disturbing and traumatizing visualization… but seeing how your rage was completely justified, I’ll just … silently carry the image with me for the rest of my life.”
You shot him a look. “Dramatic much?” you asked him. “But for real, it would feel weird, getting naked up on stage knowing you were there.”
Bucky leaned back and studied you, his tongue running over his bottom lip. “Nothin’ I haven’t seen hundreds of times already, doll,” he said, voice so husky that your thighs clenched. “And from a lot more intimate angles, at that.”
You blushed and ducked your head. “Yeah,” you said after clearing your throat, “but you’ll be sharing the experience with a bunch of other drunk guys. That sound like a good time to you?”
The frown that etched itself across Bucky’s lips appeared so quickly you had to stifle a laugh. “Remind me again why you ever even agreed to take this mission in the first place,” he said, crossing his arms petulantly. 
You glared back at him. “You know very well why I–”
Your phone buzzed. Picking it up from the table, you saw an incoming message from Nat. “She’s emailed me a link to the security footage she got from her KGB contacts,” you told Bucky once you’d read the message. “Clips of Carthage in the Hydra base; she’s edited the significant ones together for us.”
“Let’s see it, then,” he said, getting up and moving around to the other side of the kitchen island to stand over your shoulder.
“You sure you want to look at it?” you asked him cautiously, opening up your laptop. “I don’t want it to be triggering for you. Especially if she’s put through the same kind of shit you were.”
Bucky rested a hand on your shoulder. “Play it,” he commanded gently. “I’ll be fine.”
Casting him a final, skeptical glance, you opened Nat’s email and clicked on the link.
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kirjutamisklubi · 2 months
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Emakeelepäeva puhul AO3 eestikeelsete ficide statistikat
Andmed 13. märtsi 2024 seisuga. Vaadeldud on vaid Language: eesti keel tagi, mitte muukeelseid eesti autorite teoste fanfice. Välja on arvatud üks fan video. Võib esineda loendus- ja statistikavigu.
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Mitte kõik Language: eesti keel ficid ei ole eestikeelsed. Vahele on ära eksinud mõned ingliskeelsed ja üks saksakeelne fic.
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63 eestikeelset fanfici jagunevad 40 fandomi vahel, millest ligi kolmandik ei kuulugi konkreetse fandomi alla vaid kategoriseerub originaalloominguna. Veidi üle veerandil eestikeelstes ficides esinevate fandomite koguarvust on rohkem kui üks fanfic.
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Ligemale pooltest eestikeelsetest fanficidest on jäätud suhtetüüp kategoriseerimata. Teisel kohal on fanficid ja originaallooming, milles esinevad meestevahelised suhted.
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Enim levinud reiting eestikeelste fanficide seas on "G - lubatud kõigile", mis siiski alla poolte ficide koguarvust. "E - alla 18. a keelatud" fice eestikeelsete ficide seas ei leidunud.
Vanim eestikeelne fic A03s pärineb aastast 2013. Kokku on eesti keeles A03s kirjutatud üle 107 tuhande sõna. Eestikeelse fici mediaanpikkus on 570,5 sõna.
Enamus eestikeelseid fice on lõpetatud teosed, kõigest 11 teost on pooleli olevad, millest vanim on aastast 2015 ja ka viimati uuendatud samal aastal.
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A HUMANS WRATH
Part XI
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a/n: so this is totally unrelated to the story and obey me entirely but if any of you are bsd enjoyers did y’all read chapter 107?? y’all almost didn’t get a new chapter of this story bc of that damn chapter. it made me want to jump off the nearest 50ft building. I wanted to die after reading that fr, so bc asagri made me cry we’re getting double angst for this chapter. anyway I’m done with my rant now enjoy!
oh and p.s. I’m putting which perspective you’re reading as since some found it confusing last chapter. the original is og MC, and the wrathful human is wrath! MC just in case it’s confusing!
warnings: slightly longer chapter, lesson 16 spoilers, descriptions of dying, choking, mentions of blood, abuse of pacts (slightly)
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The perspective of the original
“Lucifer was there really no other way we could have done that?” Levi asked, struggling to get up off the ground. His whole body ached and blood dripped from his mouth pooling onto the planetarium ground in heavy amounts.
“Levi close yer mouth, you're gonna lose more blood if ya keep it open” Mammon said, making his way over to his younger brother.
“Yeah there could have been a different way of doing this, we’re not all masochists, like you Lucifer” Satan spat. Blood then fell from his nose onto his shirt and he cursed in response.
“In my defense I never agreed to this” Asmo yelled. “My whole body is covered in bruises and blood Lucifer! I have a photoshoot on Monday!”
“Belphie’s out cold” Beel said, moving closer to his twin ignoring the blood falling from his face.
“That’s no surprise, Mc really did a number on him. I wouldn't be surprised if he was out for a few hours because of it.” Satan sighed.
“I’ll take him to your room, Beel.” Lucifer said, walking over to pick up the youngest.
“Lucifer ya look like you're gonna fall over” Mammon said watching the oldest slowly walk over to their younger brother.
“I’m fine,” He stated. “For now we should focus on cleaning ourselves up and heading after Mc”
“I doubt Mc wants to see us right now…” Levi sighed.
“Levi, close your mouth” Mammon yelled as blood began to fall on him.
“Ahh!” Levi screamed.
Mammon sighed and helped Levi and the rest of his brothers get up after Lucifer left with Belphie. If he’s being honest he doesn’t remember much of what happened due to blacking out halfway through your wrath episode. After you were done he and his brothers each woke up laying on the floor with pools of blood surrounding them.
He honestly didn’t like Lucifer’s plan of taunting you into a pact, but sacrifices had to be made if they wanted you to stay here.
You needed to stay here.
More often then he and his brothers would like to admit they really did miss their Mc. However they did love and enjoy your company just as much. Their only wish was that their Mc was just like you.
Interacting and having fun with you was always bittersweet in a sense since it reminded them of a time before the incident, a happier time before everything went downhill.
If only you could have forgiven them.
It didn’t matter how much they did miss their own Mc, because they were going to keep you here in their place. You reminded them of the personality they were used to, it was as if this other version of you currently with them had completely forgotten about the incident and moved on with their life.
Sure you had a breakdown or two about your feelings but they sincerely apologized about what happened and you forgave them, causing them to finally be able to move on as well.
They all believed everything was going great, after all you never complained or spoke about anything being wrong with them so they were blind to the truth. You went along with everything and anything they did which made them desire your attention and affection more. These demons were so touch starved for you to the point of it becoming a problem.
However they weren’t going to lie, seeing you that upset really did hurt them. Most of them disagreed with Lucifer’s first plan to make a pact with you, and the second plan made the brothers split in half. The third and last plan was the one they currently just carried out.
It was because Lucifer had the bright idea to upset you so much that you’d finally be willing to make a pact with him for your enjoyment. Belphie also making a pact with you was a bonus, after all the youngest finally got what he wanted, even if it did cost him.
As Mammon finally finished cleaning up Levi and a few more of his brothers he couldn’t help but wonder where you were heading off too. You mentioned you had something to do after you dealt with them, he just couldn’t remember what it was…
After leaving the House of Lamentation you stormed in the direction of the Demon Lord's Castle, with the intent of speaking to the prince and his butler. Nothing but pure rage filled your thoughts as you clenched your bloody fists. You were going to demand them to send you back to your timeline no matter what.
As you reached the door to the castle you prepared to knock, however before you even got the chance the door opened revealing a smiling Barbatos on the other side.
“Good evening Mc, what brings you here? If I’m not mistaken I don’t remember arranging for you to come over.”
“I need to speak with Diavolo.” You simply stated, right now you were not in the mood to make small talk with the butler.
“Ah well we should get you cleaned up first and foremost you appear to be bleeding” Barbatos said reaching for your hand.
Reluctantly you let him take it and examine the condition of your bloodied hands and arms. “Don’t worry about it, it's not my blood anyway.” You said pulling away.
Barbatos’ eyes widened just the slightest as he gave you a surprised look before trying to speak again, only to get cut off by the prince himself.
“Mc are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?” Diavolo asked, slightly frantically as he made his way over to you pushing his butler aside in the process.
“Like I said previously I’m fine. I’m not the one you should be asking that question too anyway”
Diavolo looked confused then spoke. “What do you mean? Did you happen to get into a fight with some demons? Where are the brothers..?”
“At the House of Lamentation. Listen I didn’t come here to talk about them I came here to ask for help Dia”
“Of course Mc, but first I need to ask, what’s wrong? Are you in any danger of some sorts, if you are I assure you Barbatos and I can take care of it”
You sighed before speaking. How were you to go about telling the demon prince himself that you were from a different timeline? Your Barbatos told you not to mention that detail at all costs because it could somehow affect the future, however you didn’t know how much longer you could stay in a place like this. This timeline was beginning to bring out parts of yourself you tried so hard to keep hidden, who knows what else it could cause you to do if you stayed here any longer…
“I am not your Mc.” You stated.
Diavolo and Barbatos shared a confused glance at each other before you continued.
“I’m from a different timeline where different events have occurred, but somehow I got switched with your Mc from this timeline. I need your help to get back before I cause anymore damage here then I already have.”
It was silent for a few seconds, and the two who were standing in front of you stared at you with blank faces. Seconds soon turned into minutes and you began to get worried since neither of them showed any signs of responding.
Anxious now you prepared to defend your words until Diavolo smiled and walked towards you, with Barbatos soon following behind.
“Oh Mc, don’t worry I believe you, after all I could tell right away that you weren’t from here!” Diavolo laughed.
“Is that so…?” You said awkwardly.
“Of course! You’re much nicer and more understanding than our Mc. Your personality sticks out like a sore thumb in comparison. And it’s a bit suspicious when I get glares and eye rolls one day and a hug and nickname the next. No human I’ve met changes personalities that fast.”
“Ah I see…so then I take it you’ll help me get back?”
“Oh I think you misunderstand, I never said that.” Diavolo smiled.
“What?” You replied, taking a small step back.
“See, with you here the exchange program is producing wonderful results! Better than I expected actually. Well that and everyone here seems to enjoy your presence, including me. So you wouldn’t want to leave us so soon now, would you?” Diavolo said, invading your personal space. The demon prince was speaking with such a friendly tone it was as if you were having tea with him and joking around.
“I have to go home, I need to go home. Please believe me you all are wonderful but this isn’t where I belong. I feel suffocated here, and to be frank I don’t feel the same way I feel about my demons when I’m with you all.”
Diavolo frowned and sighed. “It’s okay, you’ll feel the same in due time, after all we’re all very alike right?”
Your eyebrows furrowed and you glared back at him. “No I won’t. I refuse to stay here because you don’t have a good relationship with your Mc. You need to figure out what the fuck you did wrong and fix it.”
“Don’t drag me here as a replacement to fix all your problems. Because if you do that then you are just like them. You have no concern for our feelings whatsoever.” You spat.
Barbatos then returned your glare and made his way towards you. “I understand you’re upset but I would appreciate it if you didn’t speak to the young master in such a manner. Don’t forget your place Mc.”
“That’s enough Barbatos.” Diavolo said, putting his hand up.
“If Mc won’t comply then we’ll just take them by force.”
“No you won-“
“Please don’t make this any more difficult than it has to be Mc.” Diavolo said, and that was the last thing you heard before blacking out.
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The perspective of a wrathful human
You were on top of Belphegor on the floor as he weakly tried to pry your hands from his throat. The demon in front of you was hanging onto what little conscience he had left as he watched your face morph into a smile.
“How does it feel to have your throat crushed by someone you so dearly placed your trust in?”
Belphegor let out a choked noise in response.
“Does it hurt? Finding it hard to breathe? I’m sure it must be very unpleasant” you said, then proceeded to lean down applying more pressure onto his throat.
Belphegor began to bleed from his mouth as you laughed. You kept spitting out nonsense about killing him as he tried to get you off, so in the process you proceeded to get his blood all over your arms.
This scene in general didn’t look too pleasant from afar, so you can believe the brothers utter shock when they busted through the planetarium doors frantic, at the sound of choking and laughing.
At first they feared the worst and thought it to be you choking and being killed again, however nothing could have prepared them upon seeing you bloodied and on top of the youngest brother.
Belphie looked utterly horrible. His complexion was paler than usual and the corners of his mouth began to turn purple and blue accompanied by red blood falling from the side.
When he heard his brothers enter the room his head instantly turned to face them and he unconsciously reached out for them.
After a second of silence due to trying to process the situation Lucifer and Beel were soon darting towards your direction faster than you had ever seen them. In seconds flat they were ripping you off of the youngest who was still out if it.
“Mc what in the Devildom is wrong with you?” Lucifer yelled, grabbing tightly onto one of your arms. He tried his best not to hurt you, but seeing his brother being strangled by you really set him off.
“Mc stop it now” Beel said, slightly raising his voice as he grabbed your other arm. He didn’t want to see you two fight, it broke his heart. The two people he cared about the most were going at it again, he couldn’t lose Belphie, but he didn’t want to let his temper get the best of him and end up hurting you too.
“Get off of me you damn demons” you screamed as they held you up.
“Mc calm down.” Lucifer said, grabbing your arm tighter than before.
“Shut up! I’m going to kill him, he deserves it”
“Mc stop!” Asmo yelled from afar.
“No, you don’t know what it's like, any of you!”
“What in the Devildom are you going on about Mc?” Lucifer said, at this point he was soon reaching a breaking point with you and this tantrum.
“You don’t know what it feels like to be killed do you?”
“To have your throat crushed. Or to feel as if your lungs are on fire from the lack of oxygen in your system. After that is the horrible headache and throbbing pain that consumes your head and your thinking. In a state of panic like that you then feel your limbs become limp as you try and free yourself. However due to the lack of strength you can’t do anything except deal with what fate has in store for you.”
“Dying is absolutely terrifying”
“However what makes everything even worse is the fact that afterwards I have to live in the same house with the same demon who put me through all of that and pretend everything is just fine. When in fact everything is just worse”
Lucifer and Beel’s grip on you had losend the slightest as they watched you squirm. Upon hearing your words they swallowed hard, trying to come up with some type of response, but before any of them could continue you began to speak again.
“If I kill him it will all be over.”
“What will killing Belphie accomplish, Mc.” Beel asked, then tightened his grip on your arm.
“Everything! All the nightmares will finally go away, all the panic attacks and breakdowns will stop. And maybe, just maybe I can have a normal conversation with other demons without my body being terrified for my life. Maybe I can be touched by a demon and not have my skin feel as if it will burn itself. Everything will be better once he’s gone” you screamed, trying your best to get free from the two brothers' hold.
The brothers stared at you in silence as they took in the severity of your words. Had you really suffered this much without them knowing? Had their Mc gone through this as well…? How long before their Mc got over it?
Did they ever get over it? How did their Mc feel about the whole situation, they never got to talk about it after all.
How many nights did they wake up in a cold sweat with tears streaming down their face, or how many nights did they stay up because they couldn’t sleep due to the nightmares?
You went through all this trauma by yourself without any of them being there to comfort you, no wonder you were upset.
However while the brothers were all thinking deeply about your words you were on an adrenaline high with no signs of coming down soon.
“Let go of me and stay out of the way. All six if you” you shouted.
The tone was that of a command, and no later than a second you were free and heading back to the youngest as fast as you could.
Lucifer cursed himself for letting his guard down, their whole purpose was to make sure you didn’t use the pacts but that plan failed.
As you jumped back onto Belphegor you punched him in the face causing blood to spill out the other side of his mouth.
“Mc stop please, don’t hurt Belphie” Beel yelled, trying his best to break free from the pact.
It was no use because his words fell on deaf ears. You were too busy beating the shit out of the demon you were on top of.
Belphie accepted what you were doing with an occasional grunt here and there as you continued to punch his face. He did feel bad, he felt horrible honestly, but if this made you feel better then he was willing to let you get all your anger out. After all he deserved it, is what he believed.
As the youngest brothers face continued to get bloodied, some of his brothers looked away while others tried their best to speak to you, Beel was the only one who was struggling to break free so that he could save Belphegor.
“Mc…” you faintly heard from the demon in front of you.
“What do you want? Don’t tell me you’re giving up already, I’m not done with you yet.”
“Please hear me out really quick, i promise it’ll be fast” he spoke dryly.
You gave him another punch before stopping for a brief moment. “Well get on with it”
Belphegor cleared his throat and tried to sit up the best he could to look you in the eyes. Sighing he then spoke.
“I understand it’s very selfish of me to tell you something like this, but I really want you to hear me out.”
You raised your eyebrows and then he continued.
“Mc I’m so sorry. Truly I really am, I was wrong about humans, I was wrong about everything. After Lilith’s death I was filled with so much anger towards humans. However I realize now that I shouldn’t have taken it out on you because you were only trying to help.”
“I never apologized to you after because I was too scared of what you would say. I was too scared you’d never forgive me so I swept it under the rug and tried to pretend it never happened. I’m just a damn coward. Only now did I realize my brothers and I didn’t ask how you felt. We just went on with life leaving you to deal with all the trauma.”
“I apologize because you should have never had to go through an event as traumatic as dying. I didn’t realize all those things you dealt with were because of me so I want you to know I’ll try my best to fix them now, if you’ll let me. If not then I accept whatever punishment you have in mind. “
“I just want you to know from the bottom of my heart I really am truly sorry. I love you so much Mc and if you forgive me then great, however I don’t expect you to. It’s selfish of me to ask you to make that decision, so I promise to deal with whatever you want to do, if it’ll make you happy”
You felt tears fall from your eyes onto the floor making it a darker color than it previously was. However you couldn’t figure out why you were crying. How long has it been since you actually cried like this?
You hit Belphie again as tears continued to fall, but this time your hits were much lighter and softer so they didn’t actually hurt the seventh born.
“Mc, I-“
“Shut up!”
You screamed. You didn’t want to hear him right now, you didn’t want to face the fact that an apology such as that one actually was sincere and filled with emotion, unlike the halfhearted apologies your demons gave you.
You now had to come to terms with the fact that you had finally gotten an apology from the heart like you had wanted. To you it didn't matter if they were your demons or not, all that matters was that Belphegor had finally apologized.
Belphie opened his arms and smiled, waiting patiently for a hug. Your eyes went wide as you stared at him for a moment, and after what felt like forever you slowly inched closer to him,
Hesitantly you leaned forward slowly into the hug, and once you hit his chest he engulfed you with his arms. You freaked out for a second but he reassured you that he was happy you chose to hug him.
“Mc thank you for trusting me like this.” Belphie said.
You held your head low and sighed before speaking.
“Just because I let you touch me doesn’t mean everything is magically better, you demons are so naive.”
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a/n: so how are we finding about this chapter? there are a few things I do want to ask if you did notice, and a couple questions I have for y’all, you can think about these or just answer in the comments! i just want to understand what y’all think is all!
- first off, what do you think og MC did to the brothers to leave them that beat up?
- can you find the lesson 16 dialogue in the second part of this chapter?
- did you notice how wrath! MC was just happy with heartfelt apology? It didn’t matter if it was from their demons or the ones in the og timeline, unlike the og MC who didn’t quite feel filled with the other brothers apology.
- and lastly would you personally, forgive Belphie after an apology like that?
thanks for reading! <3
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Matt Smith as Daemon Targaryen in House of the Dragon | 1.07 "Driftmark"
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The transporter carries the mobile service structure away from Apollo 11 (CSM-107/LM-5/SA-506), for a countdown demonstration test (CDDT).
Date: July 1-2, 1969
NASA ID: KSC-69P-0569, KSC-69P-0551, S69-38660, 69-H-1050, KSC-69PC-0366, S69-38661
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Alexandria Olive Zegras
Number: 4
Class: Sophomore
Position: F
Height: 5”6
Hometown: Bedford, NY
S/C: L
NHL: NYI
Prev School: USNTPD
NHL
• Selected 2nd overall (first round) by the New York Islanders in the 2022 NHL Draft.
International
• 2024 World Junior Championship- Gold Medal, 8 G, 14 A, 22 P
• 2023 World Junior Championship - bronze medal, 9 G, 13 A, 22 P
• 2022 U18 World Championship, Silver medal with 12 points in six games
• 2021 U18 World Championship 5 points in five games
• 2020 Youth Olympic Games silver medal, four points in four games
• 2021 Five Nations gold medal, led the team in scoring and assists
Sophomore Year (2023-24)
• 12 goals and 14 assist in 20 games
Freshman Year (2022-23)
• NCAA Midwest All-Region Team
• Big Ten All-Tournament Team
•40 goals and 42 assists, 82 points.
Before Michigan
• Played two seasons with the USNTDP
• Totaled 240 points (140-100--240) in 107 games with the USNTDP, the most points and goals ever in USNTDP history.
• First on the team in scoring in 2021-22 with 75 goals, 51 assists for 126 points in 54 games
•First on the team in scoring and assists in 2020-2021 with
• Scored 110 points (29-21--50) in 50 games with the U17 team in 2020-21 with 65 goals, 49 assists for 114 points
Personal
• Born February 4, 2004
• Daughter of Julie and Gary Zegras
• Has Three siblings, Trevor, Griffin, Ava.
• Intended major is Bachelor in Fine Arts
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How Common is Neurodivergence?
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[image id: poster of "How Common is Neurodivergence?.” There are 12 circles and five small images: an image of a brain, speech bubbles, an infinity sign, a person reading, and a person surrounded by arrows and balls. Each of the 12 circles has a percentage representing how common a particular form of neurodivergence is written in Open Dyslexic font. Full transcript, more information, and references under the cut.]
More Information
Forms of neurodivergence represented here are focused on neurodevelopmental disorders.
These percentages are representative of percentage in general population and do not reflect percentages within neurotypes which are often higher due to co-occurrence being the norm, rather than the exception, within neurodevelopmental disorders; for example, 33-45% of people with ADHD will also have dyslexia (Butterworth & Kovas, 2013), whereas only 10% of the general population are dyslexic (British Dyslexia Association [BDA], 2023).
Certain neurodivergencies are often underrepresented and under-reported, so the percentages are likely to be higher; for example, one study suggests that rates for FASD in the UK may be as high as 17% (McQuire et al., 2019).
Some of the neurodivergencies represented here are umbrella terms and percentages given are representative of all forms of neurodiversity belonging to that term; for example, SpLds include dyslexia which is at a rate of 10% (BDA, 2023) and dyscalculia which is at 3-7% (Haberstroh & Schulte-Körne., 2019). Tic Disorders at 1% are another example here, as this is inclusive of Tourette Syndrome which is at 0.6%, and around 1 in 5 individuals exhibit tics at some point during childhood (Cavanna et al., 2017).
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1% Intellectual Disability
10% Language Disorder
4% Speech Sound Disorder
5% Stuttering
7.5% Social (Pragmatic) Communication Disorder
1.7% Autism
5% ADHD
10% Specific Learning Disorder (SpLD)
5% Developmental Co-Ordination Disorder (DCD)
3-4% Stereotypic Movement Disorder
1% Tic Disorders
3.6% Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorders (FASD)
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Arvidsson, O., Gillberg, C., Lichtenstein, P., & Lundström, S. (2018). Secular changes in the symptom level of clinically diagnosed autism. Journal of Child Psychology and Psychiatry, 59(7), 744–751.
Attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). PsychDB. (2022, November 29).
Autism spectrum disorder (ASD). PsychDB. (2022, May 19).
Butterworth, B., & Kovas, Y. (2013). Understanding neurocognitive developmental disorders can improve education for all. Science, 340(6130), 300–305.
Cavanna, A. E., Coffman, K.A., Cowley, H., Fahn, S., Franklin, M. E., Gilbert, D.L., Hershey, T.G., Jankovic, J., Jones, M., Leckman, J.F., Lehman, R., Mathews, C.A., Malaty, I., McNaught, K., Mink, J.W., Okun, M.S., Rowe, J.A., Scahill, L.D., Scharf, J.M., Schlaggar, B.L., Stewart, E., Walkup, J.T., Woods, D.W.. (2017). The spectrum of Tourette Syndrome and TIC disorders: A consensus by Scientific Advisors of the Tourette Association of America. Tourette Association of America.
British Dyslexia Association. (2023). Dyslexia. British Dyslexia Association.
Dyspraxia at a glance. Dyspraxia Foundation. (2023).
Haberstroh, S., & Schulte-Körne, G. (2019). The Diagnosis and Treatment of Dyscalculia. Deutsches Arzteblatt International, 116(7), 107–114.
Ketelaars, M. P., Cuperus, J. M., van Daal, J., Jansonius, K., & Verhoeven, L. (2009). Screening for pragmatic language impairment: The potential of the Children’s Communication Checklist. Research in Developmental Disabilities, 30(5), 952–960.
May, P. A., Baete, A., Russo, J., Elliott, A. J., Blankenship, J., Kalberg, W. O., Buckley, D., Brooks, M., Hasken, J., Abdul-Rahman, O., Adam, M. P., Robinson, L. K., Manning, M., & Hoyme, H. E. (2014). Prevalence and characteristics of fetal alcohol spectrum disorders. Pediatrics, 134(5), 855–866.
McQuire, C., Mukherjee, R., Hurt, L., Higgins, A., Greene, G., Farewell, D., Kemp, A., & Paranjothy, S. (2019). Screening prevalence of fetal alcohol spectrum disorders in a region of the United Kingdom: A population-based birth-cohort study. Preventive Medicine, 118, 344–351.
Norbury, C. F., Gooch, D., Wray, C., Baird, G., Charman, T., Simonoff, E., Vamvakas, G., & Pickles, A. (2016). The impact of nonverbal ability on prevalence and clinical presentation of language disorder: Evidence from a population study. Journal of Child Psychology and Psychiatry, 57(11), 1247–1257.
Polanczyk, G. V., Willcutt, E. G., Salum, G. A., Kieling, C., & Rohde, L. A. (2014). ADHD prevalence estimates across three decades: an updated systematic review and meta-regression analysis. International Journal of Epidemiology, 43(2), 434–442.
Polanczyk, G., de Lima, M. S., Horta, B. L., Biederman, J., & Rohde, L. A. (2007). The worldwide prevalence of ADHD: A systematic review and metaregression analysis. American Journal of Psychiatry, 164(6), 942–948.
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Social (pragmatic) communication disorder. PsychDB. (2021, March 29).
Stereotypic movement disorder. United Brain Association. (2022, August 8).
Wren, Y., Miller, L. L., Peters, T. J., Emond, A., & Roulstone, S. (2016). Prevalence and predictors of persistent speech sound disorder at eight years old: Findings from a population cohort study. Journal of Speech, Language, and Hearing Research, 59(4), 647–673.
UCL. (2013, April 19). Learning disabilities affect up to 10 per cent of children. UCL News.
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This is the second addition to the collab I have going with @mystoriesmylives for the Hazbin Hotel Apocalypse AU we are building together This is the first of many evocative pieces inspired by the colorful cast of Helluva Boss.
ID: This is a grayscale lightly shaded sketch of Alastor dressed better prepared for endurance and combat as he would experience more instances of violence in this post-apocalyptic setting. Without his coat, he opts for a more casual look with rolled up sleeves and garters, protective leather gloves over his hands and strikingly vibrant holsters for his blades that accent his eye-catching color scheme. Of course, with the presence of a more continuous flow of his voodoo inspired magic, his form is decorated with phantom stitches keeping his corpse-like stature intact and upright. Tap for higher quality. 👆
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Clara 2 107
Odette 4 82
Zestial 1 198
Carmilla, 3 (G) & 99
Carmilla gets embarrassed by public displays of affection really easily!
Clara, 2 (F) & 107 73
Clara is terrified of the Radio Demon, or at least the stories she's heard about him.
Odette, 4 (H) & 82
Odette chews on her sleeves when deep in thought.
Zestial 1 (E) & 198
Can use modern English and slang completely fluently/proficiently and is waiting for the perfect time to show it.
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