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alpaca-writes · 3 years

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Mystics, Chapter 36

84,000 words later....

I can’t thank everyone enough who sent in asks, commented, liked, and reblogged Mystics as it was being created. It meant the world to me and gave me so much inspiration to continue! Special thanks to Myst, of course. Continue to send in asks for the OCs as much as you want. A part 2 is in the works.

Enjoy Mystics’ final chapter. I hope its been as much fun to read as it was for me to write! <3

Xx -Alpaca

Taglist: @myst-in-the-mirror & @livingforthewhump

CW: captivity, blood mention, drug mention, cheesy dancing at the end.

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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: THREE LITTLE BIRDS

Remember: Matter. How tiny your share of it. Time. How brief and fleeting your allotment of it. Fate. How small a role you play in it.

- Marcus Aurelius, Meditations.

Shining white, pristine walls lined the hall. It didn’t take long for Hekate to catch up. Paimon didn’t know why he expected anything less. Now his arms were held behind his back by a cosmic force, unknown even to him, and the inorganic urge to continue walking by her side pushed him forward. He spoke little, and listened even less to what the old hag was saying.

“I cannot promise you will be happy here, but at least you will not be alone in your imprisonment,” Hekate said.

They turned around a corner through the maze of halls and landed upon a wide set of sliding doors. The whole realm was practically space-age. Hekate was clever to disguise the entryway to her realm as his own Labyrinth.

He should never have jumped through. That was a rookie mistake. The moment Apollo was released, he should have known something was amiss. Lyrem certainly didn’t have the talents to perform such a feat.

“This is best for you, Pan,” Hekate continued. “I know that with a little more helpful guidance, you can return to your true nature, and your true glory.”

“Paimon.”

Hekate paused. “No, no, no, my dear. You are Pan. You always have been Pan. You will always be Pan.”

The sliding doors opened. Inside this room there was yet another hallway, but instead of previous areas, this one was lined with clear walls. Perfect for seeing through into the cells that would hold a chosen prisoner.

Many of them were empty. Hekate continued toward the end, until Paimon reached the last of the cells. There was a simple bed and some books on a nightstand that had been left untouched. The room was covered in a white rubber. The bed, made of wood.

“I am not going in there,” Paimon said, his brows furrowed.

Hekate agreed with a nod of her head.

“You are correct. You are going into this one.”

The cell door across from the one that had taken Paimon’s attention opened with a whirring noise. Unable to stop himself, Paimon stepped through the threshold. The door whirred shut behind him and he was released, finally, from whatever command Hekate had over him.

“This is an abuse of power!”

“An abuse of power is what you had for many, many years on Earth my darling dear. And quite frankly, I have had enough of your games,” Hekate observed calmly. “You will have much in common with your cellmate. Let me put it simply, Pan. The sooner you behave, the sooner you will be released.”

Pan- no! Paimon looked around his new home as new objects formed around him out of nothingness. A simple bed, nightstand, all as white as snow on Christmas day and one thing in the corner that stood out among everything else because of its red mahogany sheen- a Pan flute.

“If you wish to have anything more, then you will need to earn it,” Hekate stated.

Darkly, Paimon turned around, meeting his great aunt’s eyes.

“I will destroy you for this. I will ruin you. I will make sure no one ever knows of you. I will turn you into a forgotten relic! Just as you deserve to be!”

Hekate raised a brow to show how meaningless Paimon’s threats truly were to her.

“I would think it something to be admired, if you could do any one of those things, darling dear. Certainly, if even your own father could not do those things, then it would be worth true congratulation.”

Paimon charged the clear wall and then stole a glance to the cell across from him, where someone had returned from using a restroom. The mysterious person sat on the edge of his bed. Someone vaguely familiar, with light eyes and a trimmed white beard, looking drastically different than he remembered. Paimon blinked.

“Dad?”

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“Have you ever heard the tale of Sisyphus?”

“It may shock you to learn I haven’t ever quite finished the Iliad, but yes, I have.” Lyrem replied to Hades’ question. “So, you’ll have repeat a meaningless, trivial task for all eternity in my afterlife as a punishment for imprisoning you as per Pan’s command. How very original. Did you think of that all on your own, or did you need your brother’s help?”

“My brother Zeus has not been heard from for a millennia. While he had given me some inspiration, I thought it better to put my own ironic flair into your suffering.”

Persephone interrupted with a short squeak.

“No, uncle, please don’t be so ruthless. He’s lost so much already!”

Artemis had switched back into her cat-like form, comforting her brother Apollo in his lap and purring. She had let out a protest of her own in Lyrem’s favour as well.

Apollo translated. “Arty agrees. We should be kind to him. Truly uncle, I have to imagine that Pan had quite the psychological hold on this man. Perhaps it would be wise to show him a tad bit of mercy?”

Hades looked to the naïve children and back to the human-mortal-man with growing disinterest. Then a light crossed his face, as though an idea dawned on him. He allowed himself to smile, ever so gently.

“Well, I can see that you have created quite the positive rapport with my nieces and nephew already. I don’t know why I am so surprised.”

Lyrem shot a quick wink to Persephone as a thank you.

“Which is why, I shall grant you eternal life.” Hades continued.

Lyrem looked back to him, and stammered.

“What- what did… Did you just say what I think you said?"

Hades nodded. Everyone looked joyful. Excited even. Lyrem could last forever- very nearly be one of them. Yes, everyone thought this to be a grand idea, except for obviously, Lyrem.

“When you die, I will refuse to take your soul. Every time without fail. You will forever grow old, then older… then older. And you will never die.”

“No.”

“Welcome to a lifetime of arthritis and aching legs and never-ending cataract surgery,” Hades said. “Oh, yes, that is right, Thomas. I know how old you are, and how much older you will get before your cells no longer hold you together. Consider this a gift.”

“No, please, God Hades. I need to find Ros-”

“Goodbye ‘Lyrem’. Have yourself a wonderful life.”

He was gone. All the mortals had left the Underworld, finally. Now, Hades could return to restoring his realm to its proper state.

Persephone perked up, realizing she was free to create and grow everything back to the way it was in the Underworld.

“My pond!” She cried, running out the dining room doors towards the Depths of Despair. “I swear, if Pan killed my koi, I am going to be furious!”

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“Why the hell are there empty bins in the hall?! Where are all my photos?! What on earth happened to my stereo?!”

Arch groaned, sitting up from the floor of the living room. Their mother was already back to her old self, standing and shouting and asking questions that no one would care to answer for her.

“I don’t know, and I don’t care,” Arthur answered. He stood to his feet and limped slowly down the hall. “I’m pouring myself a bath.”

Charlotte rushed past her brother and her child, throwing herself through the house in a frenzy. Arch stood with their back against the wall, arms crossed. It wasn’t anything defiant. They just wanted to be held.

“Where are all my clothes?!”

DING DONG

“Arch, I swear to God, you will tell me what happened while I was away, and where all my f-” ding dong “stuff is!”

Arch removed their bloody apron from their body, moved a short few steps to the kitchen sink and rinsed their hands that were still stained red.

DING DING DING DING DING DONG!

Arch rubbed their temple with their hands and out of instinct, walked to the front door.

It was Benji. Through the screen door, Arch saw him standing on the sidewalk in front of their house. He had just pressed play on his Bluetooth speaker sitting in the grass. It started playing a bizarre melody.

“Hey! You answered! I was hoping you would! You have no idea how many texts I’ve sent!”

Arch stepped out onto the top of the stairs, still puzzled to know what was happening. The summer heat still lingered in the air.

“Look, I don’t know what I did to deserve the cold-shoulder, but I thought you deserved a visit at least on your birthday, okay? So, sue me.”

“My birthday?” Arch said. “It’s… It’s August? Thirteenth?”

‘Me, my, oh, what a life So lean on my people, gon' be stepping in time’

“Yeah, dude! Did you seriously forget?!” Benji exclaimed, bobbing his head from side to side.

‘So, thank you!

For coming to my birthday party!

I am one minute old today

And everything is going great-’

Arch sputtered a reflexive, well-needed laugh. Benji had started dancing like an absolute fool on their front lawn. He pulled out a birthday candle from the recesses of his pocket and held it forward.

“Look, I’ve been wanting you to show me that magic trick again, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Arch placed their hands in their pockets, trying to work past their tears of both exhaustion and entertainment. They shook their head. They really didn’t want to know if they could still perform that trick.

“I… forgot how.”

Benji stared back up, crestfallen. He checked his phone and lowered the volume on his music player.

“Fine, okay. Whatever. You don’t want me around. That’s cool. I get it. I’m a big shot. Not really your type to hang with-”

“What?”

Benji swallowed back his pain, and shrugged.

“It’s cool Arch. School’s over and we gotta go our separate ways. I understand.”

He started backing away. Arch leapt forward, and caught him by the elbow before he turned away completely.

“I want you to stay!” Arch admitted. “It’s totally cool if you want to hang out. Please stay... I… Honestly, I have been so lonely...”

How did the air get so thick?

“And I have missed you… so much.”

Benji’s sad, soulful eyes skeptically narrowed, and then widened with a realization.

“Dude… Have you been struggling? This whole time…? All summer? You gotta come to me with your shit! Don’t bottle it up, bud.” Benji wrapped them in a tight hug and rocked them to and fro. “Oh, I had no idea... You’re my main enby, Arch… I’ll be your Rick Astley forever… The Bernie to your Elton… Okay? Always. No doubt. No doubt.”

Arch took a moment to sob grossly into his shoulder. They pulled away before it got too squishy for their liking. If allowed, they knew Benji would let them cry on him until the end of time.

Arch took a deep breath of relief.

“Sorry, I’ve just been really stressed.”

“Yeah, hey. No kidding.” Benji said. “Look, here’s the plan, Shazia said that if I could reach you today that she’d meet us at the park with some of that fancy hash we like so that we can smoke up cakes.”

Arch scrunched their face.

“Cupcakes. Shazia would meet us in the park with cupcakes. Hey, Charlotte,” Benji cleared his throat, seeing the dark haired woman, who seemed to be hanging by a very fine thread from behind the screen door. “How are you?”

“I’m fine, Benji. Arch, just go.”

“Wait. Really?” Arch turned around, wondering how she could be serious.

“You’re eighteen now, aren’t you?” Charlotte asked.

Arch nodded.

“Then get out.”

There wasn’t anything warm about the way Charlotte said those words. Instead of lingering too long on the nuance, Arch only nodded, watching the door to the house shut its inhabitants in.

Benji bent over to pick up his speaker. He didn’t miss a beat cutting the music.

“What was that all about?” He asked. Like Arch, he looked up at the closed door.

Arch wiped the wetness away from their face with a couple fingers.

“I… I think I was just kicked out.”

Arch cleared their throat. They turned back to Benji as the summer sun beat down on them both.

Oh Benji. He was the most welcome sight in this world. The only good thing left that Arch had yet to ruin. Shazia would soon await them both in the park. Their life with Paimon, Lyrem, and hell, was now in the past. A future containing Arthur and Charlotte filled with shame and regret awaited them.

That didn’t matter yet. All that mattered was what was right in front of them.

And Arch really, really, really wanted to get high.

“Anyways, you said something about smoking up?”

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ao3feed-jily · 3 years

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From the Ashes

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3hO4g4A

by Cairdeaslight

The first time Voldemort rose to power, a group of brave wizards and witches, whose fates are now long forgotten, fought his reign of terror. They became the first Order of the Phoenix. This is their story.

Long-fic telling the story of the first Wizarding War, it's unsung heroes at the core. 1970-1981. Relationships and warnings will be added as the story goes on.

Words: 5839, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Dorcas Meadowes, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans Potter, Benjy Fenwick, Alice Longbottom, Frank Longbottom, Andromeda Black Tonks, Ted Tonks, Emmeline Vance, Gideon Prewett (Harry Potter), Fabian Prewett, Regulus Black, Severus Snape, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Caradoc Dearborn, Edgar Bones, Mary Macdonald, Marlene McKinnon, Fleamont Potter, Euphemia Potter, Minerva McGonagall, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Albus Dumbledore, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Marauders (Harry Potter), Narcissa Black Malfoy, Poppy Pomfrey

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Alice Longbottom/Frank Longbottom, Andromeda Black Tonks/Ted Tonks

Additional Tags: Marauders, Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Marauders Friendship (Harry Potter), Order of the Phoenix (Harry Potter), Angst, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, First War with Voldemort, Canonical Character Death, Child Abuse, POV Multiple, 1970-1981, long-fic, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Coming of Age, Canon-Typical Violence, Pining, Found Family

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3hO4g4A

#ao3feed #fanfic #Harry Potter #Jily #James Potter #Lily Evans #Lily Potter #Lily Evans Potter

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puppyexpressions · 4 years

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8 Dog Movies to Watch During the Holidays

This holiday season, don’t forget to get cozy on the couch with your dog and some beloved films. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to find any dog Hanukkah or Kwanza movies, so this list is heavy on Christmas films, and for that my apologies.

In no particular order, here are a few favorite dog Christmas films:

Lady and the Tramp

It’s perfect for all seasons, but we love the Christmas ending of the film with Lady and the Tramp, all the puppies and their dog friends under the Christmas tree. This film, as precious as it is, isn’t a great example of contemporary, responsible dog guardianship, and it paints animal control workers as the enemy but … it’s a classic, and I still love it. And the live-action version of the film starring rescue dogs will release this winter on Disney+ just in time for the holiday season. (First released 1955.)

The 12 Dogs of Christmas

In a town that has rounded up and banned dogs, one girl (Emma) stands up to save them by showing everyone the true meaning of Christmas. (Released 2005.) The film’s sequel, 12 Dogs of Christmas: Great Puppy Rescue, will inspire viewers to think about how giving back to dogs (and people) in need is a great holiday tradition to start for every family as they watch Emma save a puppy orphanage. (Released 2012.)

The Nightmare Before Christmas

The underrated star of Tim Burton’s spooky holiday classic has to be Zero, the ghost dog belonging to Jack Skellington. He’s loyal and trustworthy — everything a dog should be. I love when he impersonates Santa’s reindeer by lighting the foggy Christmas Eve sky with his illuminated pumpkin nose and how he is always by Jack’s side in this spooky Christmas adventure. (Released 1993.)

How the Grinch Stole Christmas!

This might be my all-time favorite Christmas film — the 1966 animated version. Max, the Grinch’s dog, is the unsung hero of this film, working hard to please his grumpy guardian. That said, don’t take any of this film as training advice or an example of appropriate ways to train your dog. Poor Max spends much of the movie very poorly treated, but it does have a happy ending.

I Want a Dog for Christmas, Charlie Brown

It’s a really bad idea to give a dog as a Christmas gift (are you listening, Santa?). But Snoopy is one of the most beloved animated dogs, and this tender Christmas story about loneliness and community is too charming to miss. (Aired on ABC in 2003; re-released as part of Snoopy’s Holiday Collection in 2013.)

Lassie: A Christmas Tale

Lassie is just about the most iconic canine star. In this beautiful film, Lassie works her magic to get home in time for Christmas. In all her films and television appearances over the generations, Lassie teaches everyone — young and old — important lessons not just about dogs but about us at Christmas and year-round. (Released 1963.)

Benji’s Very Own Christmas Story

From 1978, this is another oldie but goodie. Benji was a beloved character from my childhood, and it’s hard not to enjoy any film with his scruffy face. In this film, Benji gets the chance to visit all his families around the world in a tender festive story.

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

I know, it doesn’t sound like this is a holiday dog movie, but it really is! The beloved animated film features the one and only Yukon Cornelius musher. Yukon and his misfit sled dog team, comprised entirely of small, unlikely sled dogs, not only help Rudolph and his friends but absolutely steal the show in this classic holiday movie for the whole family. (Aired on TV 1964.)

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thosebizzareserpents · 5 years

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Unsung Heroes of the Wizarding : Allene Warrington

Allene Warrington, a Muggle-born witch and native of Martinique was a Healer and the daughter-in-law of the late Order of the Phoenix member Caradoc Dearborn.

Dame Warrington played a vital role during the First and Second Wizarding War.

Combining her knowledge of muggle medical training and wixen healing she saved countless lives over the course of the two wars.

During the Second Wizarding War she created a field hospital known as the Hibiscus Hospital.

Later renamed Hibiscus Rehabilitation Centre it is still operating today and is registered under the National Heritage List for Wizarding Britain.

She was bestowed the Order of Merlin, First Class from the British and French Ministries of Magic.

At the behest of her aunt-in-law Unspeakable Inhyeon Peony Dearborn, several healers and medi-wix, former Auror, Dame Augusta Longbottom, Dumbledore's Army member Susan Bones and her father Owen Bones as well as Order of the Phoenix Members, Sturgis Podmore, Dedalus Diggle, and Hestia Jones.

As of 2009 Her portraits hangs in the Gideon Prewett, and Benjy Fenwick Wards of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies.

#hp headcanon #potterverse #allene dearborn #allene warrington #cassius warrington #first wizarding war #second wizarding war #mother of cassius warrington

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ao3feed-snape · 3 years

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From the Ashes

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3hO4g4A

by Cairdeaslight

Long-fic telling the story of the first Wizarding War, it's unsung heroes at the core. 1970-1981. Relationships and warnings will be added as the story goes on.

Words: 5839, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Alice Longbottom/Frank Longbottom, Andromeda Black Tonks/Ted Tonks

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3hO4g4A

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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diannaagrcns · 7 years

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benji and jesse’s first meeting? incredible

#im finally rewatching pp for the first time if F O R E V E R #to think i used to watch this every month (before that...every week........ the first week? p sure i watched it a dozen times)#anyway........ benji is the unsung hero of this movie! the bellas would not have come back together and won w/o him !!!!!#lb pitch perfect #kim speaks.

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poop4u · 4 years

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8 Dog Movies to Watch During the Holidays

#Poop4U

The post 8 Dog Movies to Watch During the Holidays by Sassafras Lowrey appeared first on Dogster. Copying over entire articles infringes on copyright laws. You may not be aware of it, but all of these articles were assigned, contracted and paid for, so they aren't considered public domain. However, we appreciate that you like the article and would love it if you continued sharing just the first paragraph of an article, then linking out to the rest of the piece on Dogster.com.

In no particular order, here are a few favorite dog Christmas films:

Lady and the Tramp

The 12 Dogs of Christmas

The Nightmare Before Christmas

How the Grinch Stole Christmas!

I Want a Dog for Christmas, Charlie Brown

is too charming to miss. (Aired on ABC in 2003; re-released as part of Snoopy’s Holiday Collection in 2013.)

Lassie: A Christmas Tale

Benji’s Very Own Christmas Story

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Read Next: The Grinch: The Story About the Spirit of Christmas

Poop4U Blog via www.Poop4U.com Sassafras Lowrey, Khareem Sudlow

#poop4u #cute dog #dogs of tumblr #puppy doggo #doglover #doggrooming #my doggo #dogmeme

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