I was an Angel once | Part 6

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Words: 1396

A/N: I’m sorry for any mistakes, my native language is not English.

Warning: none

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As you told him, you thought about it. A lot. In fact, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. You really wanted to believe that he was telling you the truth but it was hard. Your heart told you to trust him and to help him, but the voice in your head told you not to, the hunter’s instincts in you told you to be careful. You sighed heavily, why was he always on your mind? Why couldn’t you just make a choice and stuck with it? Why was it so difficult wanting to kill the Devil?

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The Solicitous Senior

Okay everybody! My first official prompt that was requested here over a month ago (man I am such an awful person for taking so long, many apologies)!

Thanks for putting up with my awful time management skills! Enjoy!

A/N: Canonically Jason dies at 15 and that’s like around a year or so of HS in the U.S. so this is semi-AU-y. In this imagine Jay becomes Robin at around 13, and death will happen around age 18/19.  

A/N 2: Liquid Cocaine is a secret menu Starbucks drink: Four shots of espresso and 4 pumps of white chocolate syrup.

A/N 3: Y/F/N is Your full name.

Warnings: None 

Word Count: 1396

~Mod Jaybird

It was around the third month of senior year, when you just manage to slide yourself into the desk of your first period class at Gotham Academy.

Your head immediately goes to rest on your palm as the tendrils of exhaustion creep back towards you. You are just about the enter warm, fuzzy dreamland when you hear a thud on the desk top.

Your eyes open to see a white cardboard cup with Y/N scribed across the top. “Please Dear Lord, tell me that’s what I think it is…”

Jason swings his leg over the chair in front of you and sits down with a chuckle while saying, “A Venti Liquid Cocaine with an extra shot and a pump of peppermint.”

“Oh! My knight in green scaly booty short armor,” taking a needed sip of the beverage feeling the caffeine and sugar seep into your veins. “What would I do without you?”

“How many times do I have to tell you that was a phase, I do indeed wear pants now,” Jason said with a scowl. “And at this point I’m not really sure what you’d do other than have literally no friends.”

“If I was completely awake right now I would take offence to that, Birdbrain, so count yourself lucky.”

Jason let out a chuckle and turned around in his seat as the bell rang, “Whatever you say, Princess.”

You take another swig of coffee to cover up the pink tinge that spreads across your cheeks. Jason usually used the nickname as a way to get on your nerves, but lately it had started to give you butterflies.

You had known Jason ever since he came to Gotham Academy as Bruce Wayne’s new ward at the start of Eighth Grade. You were fast friends after having every class together and have been attached at the hip ever since.

He had told you about the Boy Wonder gig the summer before sophomore year. He came knocking on your window early one morning after a bout with a small amount of Scarecrow’s Fear Toxin. He was still in his uniform so the whole secrecy thing kinda went out the window when he came through it to embrace you in a bone crushing hug.

You had spent the last two and a half years learning first aid from Alfred and how to use the equipment from Bruce so you could help out as a member of Team Batman. But you didn’t notice how your feelings for the Boy Wonder had been changing until a close call last Spring.

Jason had been out for three days after Alfred patched him up and it left you wrecked on the inside. You realized that you never wanted to not have Jason in your life, but you were positive that he didn’t reciprocate the feelings so you kept them bottled up inside and carried on with the day to day.

The final bell had rung and you were coming from show choir and Jason was coming from being an aide in the library. Since those classes were located on complete opposite ends of the school you decide just to meet in the parking lot at his car every day.

As you walked down the sidewalk you hear a shout.

“Hey Y/N!”

You turn to see Brad Wellington, star quarterback and captain of the football team, jogging toward you.

“Hi, Brad. Did you need something?”

“Uh, um yeah, actually. I was wondering if you would like to go to the dance with me on Friday?”

You stare at his face for a moment in a kind of shock, wondering why someone like him, a jock, would ask someone like you, an intellectual, out to the Homecoming Dance.

When you regained some normal composure, you reply, “Uh, sorry Brad, I actually have upstanding plans with friends every Friday, thanks for the offer though. I’m sure you can find someone else to go with you!”  

“Uh, okay, yeah. Um, have a good rest of the day then.”

“You, too,” you say with a smile as you turn back towards the parking lot.

Jason was leaning against his Jeep when you walk up. “What’s up with Brad?”

“He was asking me to the Homecoming Dance.”

“Oh. That’s cool I’m sure you’ll have a great time, let’s get to the manor,” he says in a rapid-fire pace as he gets into his car.

You notice the subtle rigidity that comes over him but decide not to say anything.

Once the car is headed toward the manor an uncomfortable silence falls over the two of you.

You reach over to turn up the radio. The first few cords of yours and Jason’s favorite song starts to play, but right as you’re taking a breath to sing along in a ridiculous manner Jason pounds the power button plunging you into silence once more.

As you reach the gates of the manor you ask, “Is something wrong?”

Jason answers with silence.

The car pulls into the garage and Jason leaps out with astounding speed and slams the door behind him.

“Jason! Would you please just stop and talk to me!” You say as you cross the threshold. You get inside in time to see him storm up the stairs and toward the study. He was heading to the cave.

“Miss Y/N, lovely to see you as always. Is something the matter with Master Jason,” Alfred said as he walks out of the kitchen with a tray of cookies.

“Hiya, Al. His Highness the Drama King just has his panties in a twist. I’ll head down to the cave and see if I can get it out of him.”

“Would you like to take the cookies? I have come to find that they aid in many a situation.”

“You know, I think I will. Thanks, Alfred. You’re the best!” You take the tray and head to the cave entrance.

When you step off the elevator you can hear Jason taking out his frustrations in the training area. You set the cookies down next to the Batcomputer and walk over to him.

“Jason, will you please just stop and talk to me? Something’s obviously bothering you or you wouldn’t be taking it out on the practice dummy.”

“I’m fine, just leave me alone!” he says in a steely tone laying brutal punches into the aforementioned dummy.

And then all of a sudden it clicks. “Jason, are you jealous of Brad Wellington?”

His face turns red and he starts shouting, “Me? Jealous of that creep? NO! Why would I be jealous of an affluent, self-serving, egotistical, asshole, jock, that couldn’t tell his brain from a hole in the ground….”

 As he continues to ramble all you can think of is that it’s now or never. You walk over to Jason, place both hands on either side of his face and kiss him.

It takes a few seconds for him to realize what happening but once he does, he begins to kiss you back, and all you can think is thank the lord.

When you both break away for air, Jason’s eyes scan your face. “That was…amazing and I wish I had the guts to do it before now, but what about Brad?”

“If you would have let me finish my thought in the parking lot you would have known I turned him down. He’s a shallow bully, and a drunken frat boy waiting to happen. I don’t think I would ever be interested in a guy like that. Besides Fridays are our board game nights and it’s my week to whoop your ass at Ticket to Ride.”

Jason lets out a laugh, “So, you are more interested in a dork that likes books and board games, than a guy that could give you a life of riches and luxury.

“Jaybird, we’re in high school. We don’t have to worry about our futures just yet. But I think I would be the richest girl in the world if I got to spend the rest of my life with my book and board game loving best friend.”

You get up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

“Well if you’re certain why don’t we start off with an actual date? Y/F/N, would you do me the honor of going out to dinner tomorrow night?”

“I would love to, Jason Peter Todd. With all my heart.”

Barbara of Celje (also Barbara of Cilli) was (most likely) born in 1392 as the 5th and youngest child of count Hermann II of Celje and countess Anna of Schaunberg. Through her marriage to Sigismund of Luxembourg, which (probably) occured in 1405, she was Queen of Hungary (1405), Queen of the Romans (1411), Queen of Bohemia (1419) and Holy Roman Empress (1433).

The Counts of Celje were a prominent late medieval family, rising from the position of mere vassals to the Habsburgs (with whom they were often in conflict) to Princes of the Holy Roman Empire subordinate only to the Emperor in a relatively short time span, owing mainly to the political ability and military prowess of Barbara’s father Hermann. By saving the life of Sigismund of Luxembourg not once, but twice (first in the Battle of Nicopolis against the Ottomans in 1396 and then again when he was kidnapped by the Hungarian nobility in 1401), Hermann ensured his youngest daughter Sigismund’s hand in marriage. The Celje family was a good choice for Sigismund as well, since they were contenders for the Bosnian throne (and they eventually became heirs presumptive in 1427), had good connections in the Balkans (Hermann’s eldest son Frederick was married to Elisabeth of Frankopan, Frankopans being the most influential family in the region at the time), but also because Barbara’s cousin Anna of Celje was the new Polish queen (by marrying her – the granddaughter of Casimir III who was the last Polish king of the Piast dynasty – Vladislaus II Jagiellon solidified his rule after the death of his wife Jadwiga, queen regnant of Poland).

Queen Barbara herself was an important figure, serving as regent when Sigismund was absent and she was a capable manager of her own fiefdoms. Alongside her husband, she appeared at the Council of Constance (1414-1418) (the two pictures at the top {x} {x}), which ended the Western Schism, and the Congress of Lutsk (1429) (the picture above {x}, Sigismund can be seen standing in the centre with Barbara sitting on his right). She was instrumental in creating the Order of the Dragon (1408), whose most notable member is probably Vlad III Dracul or Vlad the Impaler. She was the only woman named in the founding document and the only woman to be its member (by virtue of being its founder).

Barbara was, however, not paticularly popular among many nobles who thought she was too sympathetic to the cause of the Hussites (it should be noted that she is also often considered in modern examinations of agnosticism and atheism in medieval times) and they accused her of adultery, which led to a strain in her marriage with Sigismund. She was dubbed “the Messalina of Germany” by Aeneas Sylvius Piccolomini, who went on to become Pope Pius II years later. It didn’t help that she was a knowledgeable woman and an alchemist, which earned her the epithet “Black Queen” among the common folk.

Toward the end of Sigismund’s reign she conspired against her son-in-law Albert II of Germany (a Habsburg by birth, married to her only child, Elisabeth of Luxembourg), supposedly so that in the event of Sigismund’s death, the future Polish king Casimir IV would inherit his titles instead of Albert, as well as take her as his wife – the latter might have been a made-up exaggeration, more likely she merely made plans for her granddaughters: one would indeed marry Casimir (which did eventually happen when Elisabeth of Austria married him), while the other would marry his brother Vladislaus III, who was king before him. But the plot was revealed, to the great ire of Barbara’s husband, who banished her to the castle in Znojmo. After Sigismund’s death the same year in 1437, when she lost all the titles that came along with the marriage, she left for Poland and only returned to Bohemia in 1441, two years after her arch-rival Albert died. She spent the last 10 years of her life in Mělník, protected by her loyal Bohemian nobles, notably George of Poděbrady, supporting the political advances of her daughter Elisabeth of Luxembourg and, after the latter’s death, her grandson Ladislaus V the Posthumous.

She died of the plague in 1451. She is buried in the Royal Crypt in St. Vitus Cathedral in Prague. Even though she only ever bore one daughter, Barbara of Celje is the ancestress of most, if not all European royal houses that lived in the following centuries.

Seven Chakras and Mantras

Muladhara (मूलाधार)
Base or Root Chakra: Cervix/Perineum
Sound Note: C
Colour: Red
Element: Earth
Mantra: Lam
Frequency in Hz: 261.6, 523.3, 1046.5, 2093, 4186
Keeps you Grounded. Connects you to Earth, helps one to be decisive.

Swadhisthana (स्वाधिष्ठान)
Sacral Chakra: last bone in spine
Sound Note: D
Colour: Orange
Element: Water
Mantra: Vam
Frequency in Hz: 293.7, 587.3, 1174.7, 2349.3, 4698.7
Emotions, Passion, intuition and creativity.

Manipura (मणिपूर)
Solar Plexus Chakra : Navel area
Sound Note: E
Colour: Yellow
Element: Fire
Mantra: Ram
Frequency in Hz: 329.6, 659.3, 1318.5, 2637.1, 5274.1
Confidence, Assertiveness, ability to take a stand and say No, enhances Will Power.

Anahata (अनाहत)
Heart Chakra: Heart area
Sound Note: F
Colour: Green
Element: Wind
Mantra: Yam
Frequency in Hz: 349.2, 698.5, 1396.9, 2793.9, 5587.7
Love, Kindness, Compassion, fosters harmony in relationships.

Visuddha (विशुद्ध)
Throat Chakra (throat and neck area)
Sound Note: G
Colour: Blue
Element: Sky
Mantra: Ham
Frequency in Hz: 196, 392, 784, 1568, 3136
Self-Expression and Open communication.

Ajna (आज्ञा) Brow
Third Eye Chakra (pineal gland or third eye)
Sound Note: A
Colour: Indigo
Element: Body
Mantra: OM
Frequency in Hz: 110, 220, 440, 880, 1760, 3520.
Insight and visualization, boosts one’s perceptive physic ability.

Sahasrara (सहस्रार)
Crown Chakra (Top of the head; ‘Soft spot’ of a newborn)
Sound Note: B
Colour: White (combination of all the colours ) or Violet
Element: No Element
Mantra: No Sound
Frequency in Hz: 123.5, 246.9, 493.9, 987.8, 1975.5, 3951.1
Wisdom. Connecting you to your Higher Self and spirituality.
Astral projection, Inter galactic travel, higher spiritual powers, timelessness, language of light etc.

Advantages of natural production of Nitric Oxide in our body-

The anuswaram (nasal sound) MMMM humming boosts the production of Nitric oxide in the body. This was known to Indians and documented over 7,000 years ago. Nadaswaram (Shehnai) is an ancient musical instrument which produces similar nasal sound.

OM opens up quantum tunneling, where the wormholes do NOT have a restriction of speed of light. The secrets of this universe are contained in energy, frequency and vibration.

If you make the sound of OM in front of a drop of liquid, it will transform itself into a Sri Yantra which is a very specific visual form, symmetrical and also holographic, complete in itself.

This Sri Yantra was revealed to Maharishis with a 12 strand DNA and king-sized pineal glands 8000 yrs BC. Sanskrit Mantras have the precise golden ratio of 1.618 sound harmonics.

By K.Nagori

I’m Sorry - Nathan Prescott x Reader

Originally posted by maxscaulfields

{Credit to gif creator} 

Fandom- Life is Strange 

Character- Nathan Prescott {Also includes Warren Graham, Max Caulfield and Chloe Price, (Mentions Evan Harris, Logan Robertson & Luke Parker)} 

Word Counter- 1396 Words 

Persona- Male 

Warnings- Episode 4 spoilers, sort of. Language.

Things get a little heated ;) 

Request- Could you write a nathan x reader but male persona please. Like after warren beats nathans ass. The dude would enter the dorm and help nathan to his room. N sooths him but nathan crys n complain. The guy sooths him n then nathan randomly kisses him.

I actually loved writing this, so thank you for requesting it ^.^ 

You were walking back to your dorm when you saw Warren Graham, Max Caulfield and some blue haired chick walking your way, they were constantly looking over their shoulder’s. 

“I can’t believe you did that!” The blue haired girl says to Warren and you look at them as they rush away. 

“Hey! Max!” You call and she looks round at you, looking you up and down. 

“Hey (Y/N),” She smiles at you and you look at her, she was pretty, so was the blue haired girl…and Warren was kinda sweet and cute too.

“What happened to Warren?” You ask and she looks over her shoulder at Warren and the blue haired girl ushering Max on. 

“I’ll tell you later, (Y/N),” She says before turning and rushing after her friends.

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In charge

WWE Imagine

Appearances: Baron Corbin x Reader
Word Count:1396
Warnings: Smut, Language
Author’s notes- Thank you lovely Annon for this request, I hope you enjoy :* ( Side note: This is my first Story that Y/N is the dominant, as such please forgive my n00bness. Thank you lovelies. )

You sighed, walking into the hotel room, dropping your bags on the floor next to the single, double wide bed. Baron followed behind you, walking around to the other side of the bed and dropping his gear as well.
You let out a huge breath as you fell backwards into the mattress, your body relaxing after the long day of matches. Baron had Won against Dolph, and you had won against Sasha.

“Feeling tense?” Baron chuckled, falling onto the bed next to you.
“ Very.” You say simply, leaning up and groaning as your back cracks.
“ Want to take a shower?” You eye him carefully
“ That sounds fun” He laughs, pulling his sweaty t-shirt over his head. You were both still in your ring gear. You and Baron had been dating for about four months, And you loved it. One would assume just looking at him that he was a very dominant alpha male, hell you had. But he wasn’t. And it was perfect. He let you be in charge. It was very exhilarating.

“ Oh it will be” you coo, leaning over the bed to whisper into his ear, nipping his ear as you do.
“ Ohhh!” Baron takes in a sharp, jagged breath, realizing what you had in mind.
“ Yeah?” you tease, pulling at the end of his long hair, you jump off the bed, smiling at him, you point at him with your index finger, then make the ’ Come hither’ motion with your finger, smiling and walking backwards towards the bathroom. He smiles, moving around the bed, you giggle, and run in the bathroom, your heart pounding as you feel him chasing you.

When you enter the room you turn, hands on hips, and your smile fades, he enters behind you, and takes in your appearance, biting his lip softly. You look him up and down.
“ Off” you demand, pointing at his ring pants.
“ Yes Ma’am” he obliges, a small smile on his face. You watch tentatively as he removes his pants, he does it slowly, teasing you slightly. You smile, turning to twist the handle on the shower, allowing a cascade of hot water to burst from the shower head. You turn to see Baron, Naked, staring at you patiently waiting for you to tell him what you wanted. You walked over to him, your hand on his chest, you walked around him, your hand following from his chest around his broad shoulders, gliding over his tattoos, following to his back were you stopped, you grabbed his hair pulling his head back, your lips finding his neck, kissing, biting, licking.
“ Y/N” he moaned softly
“ You like that Baron?” You ask, a giggle laced into your question
“ Yes” he said simply, reaching his hand back to grasp your ass as you were pressed against him.
“ Ah!” You say sternly, swatting his hand away, he sighs and his hand falls to his side.
“ In the shower” You demand. He did as he was told and stepped in, he turned to face you, grinning that cute lopsided grin of his.
“ What are you smirking at Mr. Corbin?” You ask, pulling your T-shirt and Bra off, exposing your breasts to him.
“ You look divine Y/N” he says, his hand falling to his cock, slowly stroking himself as he looks at you, hunger on his face.
“ You think so?” You ask playfully, slowly turning, and sliding your pants down to just below your ass, bending at the hips, giving him a little show.
“ Why yes Ma’am I do” He says. You smile to yourself pulling your pants and panties the rest of the way down you turn, and walk over to the shower, slowly stepping in.

You lean forward kissing him, your mouth meets his and its like wildfire, a shiver ripples through your body, your hands tangle into his hair, and you push him backwards into the wall of the shower.
“ Y/N” he groans softly into your mouth, feeling your body pressed against his makes the warmth that had been growing in your stomach makes it’s way to your groin. You moan out as Baron’s hands find your hips, he picks you up easily, spinning so you are against the wall, you wrap your legs around his waist.
“ Slow” You growl into his ear as he positions himself at your entrance.
“ Yes Ma’am” He sighs into your neck as his tip finds it’s mark, sliding slightly into your wanting mound, he begins to push further in,
“ Slow!” You scorn him, bighting his neck softly
“Please Y/N” He begs softly, his voice husky
“ Please what?” You tease, your fingers finding his hair again, pulling his head back so that you could see his face, he bit his lip hard, never breaking eye contact
“ Please let me fuck you harder” He asks, the need in his voice evident as you grind your hips into him, releasing a loud moan.

“ You may” you moan into his ear again, trailing kisses from his ear up his jaw line, and to his mouth, your tongue intertwining with his when you kiss.
“ Thank you mistress” He teases suddenly pounding into you,
“ Ahh! Baron, Oh God!” You throw your head back as he thrusts deeper into your soaking wet mound
“ God you’re so tight Y/N” he grunts into your neck, his teeth biting down hard on your delicate skin making you yelp.
“ Baron” is all you can manage, losing yourself in the pleasure of his hard cock pounding into you.
“ I know baby, I know” He coos in your ear. You wrap your arms around his neck, digging you nails into his back as he continues to push deeper and deeper into you.
“ Harder!” You squeal into his neck, gripping his shoulders tightly for support
“ I’m going to cum!” He moans loudly
“ No” You smile, pushing off him before he can finish.
“ Y/N!” He begs as he releases you, letting you slide down him, kneeling in front of him.
“ This is for me, Not you” You tease, taking the tip of his hard cock into your mouth, running your tongue around it, down the shaft to the base and back again, repeating this process several times, looking up at him, he had his head thrown back, his hands find your hair guiding your head up and down.
“ Please may I cum” he looks down at you.
“ You want to cum in my mouth Baron?” you look up at him, taking him into your mouth once again, taking as much of him as you could into your throat.
“ Yes, Please” He moans as you flick your tongue over his head.
“ Fine you may” You smile as you start to work his cock in your hand, sucking hard on his head.
“ Oh God, I’m Cumming!” he grunts, his voice heavy as he pushes deep into your mouth, unloading into you.

“ MMM” you moan as he cums in your mouth.
“ Well, that was a good shower” He sighs, pulling you up and into his chest, kissing you softly.
“ For you” You tease biting his lip. He cocks his head to the side, and reaches behind you to shit the water off.
“ Well I guess it’s my turn to be in charge then” He says yanking you up and carrying you out of the shower, smacking your ass as he carries you out of the bathroom back into the bed room, You yelp
“ Baron! Put me down!” you giggle smacking his bum lightly
“ If you say so” He laughs, throwing you onto the bed, his arms cradling you so you don’t hit to hard.
“ Baron!” You laugh as he slides in between your legs, smiling up at you
“ That’s Sir to you little lady” He says, his eyes smoldering.
“Oh” is all you can manage.
This should be interesting you think to yourself.

This is IC 1396 — Stunning emission nebula IC 1396 mixes glowing cosmic gas and dark dust clouds in the high and far off constellation of Cepheus. Energized by the bright, bluish central star seen here, this star forming region sprawls across hundreds of light-years – spanning over three degrees on the sky while nearly 3,000 light-years from planet Earth. Among the intriguing dark shapes within IC 1396, the winding Elephant’s Trunk nebula lies just below center. The gorgeous color view is a composition of digitized black and white photographic plates recorded through red and blue astronomical filters. The plates were taken using the Samuel Oschin Telescope, a wide-field survey instrument at Palomar Observatory, between 1989 and 1993. (via @thehubblescope)

♔ young and beautiful

triggers » baby nsfw about nipples, self doubt, self hate, fear of abandonment
date & location » 170214/170215 @ rebels dorm.
word count » 1396 words.
featuring » kulap kitsuwon & @acexbyungchul & @acexnuri.
notes » fuck it up kuchuri !!!!
summary » kulap has a happy valentines day after all, but it’s just a pre-show for the next morning.

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REAL PERSON FICTION Robert Beltran/Kate Mulgrew


Like an illustration in a galactic Just So Story, the Elephaunt’s Trunk Nebula winds through the emission nebula and young star cluster complex IC 1396, in the high and far off constellation of Cepheus. Of course, the cosmic elephant’s trunk is over 20 light-years long. This composite was recorded through narrow band filters that transmit the light from ionized hydrogen, sulfur, and oxygen atoms in the region. The resulting image highlights the bright swept-back ridges that outline pockets of cool interstellar dust and gas. Such embedded, dark, tendril-shaped clouds contain the raw material for star formation and hide protostars within the obscuring cosmic dust. Nearly 3,000 light-years distant, the relatively faint IC 1396 complex covers a large region on the sky, spanning over 5 degrees.

Object Names: Elefant Trunk Nebula, IC 139Y

Image Type: Astronomical

Credit: JC Canonne, P. Bernhard, D. Chaplain & L. Bourgorn

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