A/N - Because I have 5 on queue right now and you guys have been awesome have another post tonight !!!!!! ❤️
“So where are we going?” you questioned your boyfriend of a year, Jakob Chychrun, or Jake as you called him.
“Downtown” came the distracted reply as he merged onto the highway.
Never one to give up the chance to give him a little shit you decided to have a bit of fun with him. “There’s a strip club downtown.” You responded casually. “is that where we are headed” you added, knowing exactly the images that would put in his head. Right on cue you felt the car jerk slightly.
Things you can use if you wish (Though all you truly need is yourself and your intentions)
A candle (black/purple/ or dark blue candle)
incense (dragons blood if you have or can find some)
a fire safe bowl
chalice or something to give a toast (drink your choice)
A bowl of water to have set on the altar (represent the blood of the earth)
A bell to ring before and to end your ritual if you choose to
1.Set your items on an altar or a place where you are comfortable. You write what you wish on the paper before you start, something like , “My Lord Satan, I know that you are very much apart of this world and that this world is very much apart of you. Of my free will I acknowledge your power. Of my free will I commit myself onto you. Hail Satan!” Or you can write this during the ceremony. Do not rush into this, do it when you are ready. If you have to relax, meditate, listen to music or such to get your body, soul and mind relaxed and ready do so. Also, make sure you can do this without being disturbed. There is nothing worse than being deep into magic or ritual and then having a cell phone ring or someone knocking at your door. It kills the energy quick. Unless you plan on using music, no electronics.
2.When you are ready you MUST CLEANSE AND PROTECT YOUR AREA, do this as such, lite the incense and say, “In the name of you Lord Satan, I offer you this incense, may it cleanse and protect this place so that only you are present! “Do this at the four corners of your room or in a circle. The choice is yours.
3.Lite your candle and offer it to Lord Satan, you can say something like, “My Lord Satan, I offer you this candle in honor of you, may you find favor of me as I pledge myself to you.”
3.After this it is time to call upon the dark forces. You do this to keep your ceremony further protected. You do this counter-clockwise starting west by saying, “Dark forces of the West, I ask for you to watch and guide this ceremony in the name of Satan.” Repeat this to the South, East and North. If you are not sure of your directions you can say “Dark Forces of West, South, East and West, I ask for you to watch and guide this ceremony in the name of Satan,” while facing your altar. When all Dark Forces are called you say, “In the name of Lord Satan may this ceremony begin!”
4.Take this time to offer a toast to Lord Satan, raise the cup/chalice overhead and say something like, “I drink the blood of the great mother, for it is her blood that created us all. Lord Satan, first born of the great mother, I give a toast in homage of you this night, Hail Satan!.” Take a drink and bow your head for a few moments. When ready, take this time to say what you wish to say, he is listening and hears even your thoughts. When ready or if you decided to skip to the next part here you go.
5.Next, take your letter that you have written and read it allowed. If you haven’t written it yet, do so now and then afterwards read it allowed. Take your fire safe bowl, lit the corner of the letter using the flame from the candle and place it in the fire safe bowl. Please be careful doing this. And do not worry if the whole letter doesn’t go up in flames. Take another toast to Lord Satan.
6.Finally, lay a rose upon the altar and say something like, “And as a token of my dedication to you Lord Satan, I lay this rose upon your altar to please you! May you find love and pleasure within it!” Take one more toast and bow your head for a few moments. You can say anything you wish, how you wish to grow, how happy you are, how you feeling, your goals, your relationship with him. Anything just as long as it is respectful.
7.Finally it is time to close the ritual, go clockwise this time, (East, South, West and North) saying something like, “Dark forces of the East, I thank you for your coming, hail and fare well.”Again if you are not sure of your directions yet just face the altar and thank the dark forces for their presence. Next you should thank Lord Satan for his presence, something like, “My Lord, I take leave of this place but my love and praises of you I take with me. I thank you for being with me this night, may you have a god night!” Now take the candle snuffer and put out the candle. Do not blow it out as this is seen a bit rude.
8. There you go. A simple dedication ritual! Or maybe a re-dedication ritual for those who feel they need to re-dedicate themselves. Let me know if this helps!
Things with Steve and The Avengers are great
till you think you have the flu. When the stick turns blue everything changes,
how are you going to tell Steve. Nothings going to be the same anymore and
you’re not sure how you’re going to break it to Steve what if he isn’t ready,
what if you’re not ready to give your life as part of the Avengers. Everything
changes when something goes bad and the team including Steve is waiting for
Sitting in a chair in your room packing things into a bag
your door open, the monitor ‘Beeping’ beside you letting you know the twins
were doing fine as if you couldn’t feel them beating each other up though they
were running out of room to wiggle as much. Someone was in your doorway but you
didn’t bother to turn around to see who.
This was originally meant to be for CS Big Bang but I never got around to write it. I’m posting the first chapter as a sneak peek and I hope you like it!
Killian Jones is a bailbonds man, living in Boston and doing his own thing. But on his 29th birthday, a kid knocks on his door and claims to be his son. What happens when Killian is forced to face his past along with a mystery prophecy about his own purpose in life?
Another day, another skip chased and caught, another meager
dollar in his bank account. Killian Jones sighed as he ran his hand through his
hair, fumbling slightly with his key before he finally unlocked the door and
entered his apartment. He usually loved his place - or at least was quite
content with what he’d been able to accomplish in the past decade - but
tonight, it felt cold and lugubrious. The silence, the solitude, the generic
furniture and lack of personal mementos weighed on him, making his flat
resemble a pit stop and not actually a home.
His night hadn’t started on good terms - he had to chase the asshole who was
scamming his family and making online dates on the side - and not even the
prospect of a glass of rum and a one night stand in a random stranger’s bed
would help chase away the ghosts of his past tonight. So he’d given up on the
idea of hitting the bar and headed back home, stopping at an open bakery on his
A/N: This is my first mature imagine, so if it sucks ass hole I am sorry. Bare with me, as I try to make this good.
I walked into my room to see a dim lite room with candles and rose petals all over the floor, I place my bag on the floor next to the door. “Justin?” I called out, there wasn’t an answer, I clear my throat and take my shoes off.
After I searched for Justin in every possible place he could be hiding, I walk back into my room to see Justin laying on our bed in nothing but some shorts. I roll my eyes and cross my arm, he chuckles, “So, I see you saw my surprise. Come towards me beautiful!” He says, placing his feet on the floor.
I walk over to him and he grabs my hand, looking deeply into my eyes. His eyes could make you melt, that’s what he was doing to me, his eyes were full of lust, and love. That’s something I have always loved about Justin, his eyes spoke better than his words, “What is this? Why is there candles and rose petals everywhere?” I ask, taking my other hand and running it through his blonde locks.
“Stop questioning me, I know what I am doing,” He chuckles, grabbing the hand that I had tangled in his hair, and wrapping my arms around his large neck, he pulls me onto his lap. “You know I love you right? You know I need you right? You know you are the light at the end of my tunnel right?” He questions, running his thumb over my bottom lip, making me quiver.
I smile, and nod my head softly, “Yes Justin, I love you too! I love you with all my heart, but why all of this?“ I ask, tighten my arms around his neck. Justin pulls me into a kiss, and I firmly kiss back, he slowly wiggles his tongue into my mouth, making me moan alittle bit.
He leans back, pulling me on top of him not breaking the kiss. He slowly pulls off my jacket and breaks the kiss, I smile and quickly pull of my shirt. His eyes danced around my bare chest, I wasn’t as insecure about my body as I was when Justin and I first got together. I push my hair out of my face and lean down to kiss Justin some more, he flipped us so he was on top, "God you are so beautiful Y/N!” He mumbles into the kiss, I felt his length start to grow against my thigh, I push him off of me and pull my hair up into a sloppy ponytail.
He looks confused, I get up and get on my knees, Justin looks down at me with concern in his eyes, “Y/N don’t!” He says, pushing me away. I raise an eyebrow, he pulls me to my feet and looks up at me. “Can I?” He asks, unbuttoning my buttons on my jeans, I nod.
Justin pulls down my jeans and pulls me into one last kiss, after he pulls away he puts me onto the bed and starts to kiss my neck, making me moan in pleasure. He starts to kiss down my neck, then my stomach until he reaches my panties, I felt myself getting wetter as his hot breath touches my heat. He looks up at me once more and pulls down my panties, leaving me exposed to his eyes. “You are so damn gorgeous!” He murmurs and wraps his arms around my thighs, pulling me closer to his face.
He softly kiss my center making me quiver, I close my eyes tightly as I felt Justin’s tongue and mouth press against the part of me that throbbed for him, my back starts to arch, my hands quickly find his hair as his tongue flicked against me, my moans start to get louder. The pleasure was incredible, he slowly adds a finger into me making me moan and scream in pleasure, “JUSTIN!" He smirks against me, he curls his finger inside me, I couldn’t take it anymore, my orgasm hit me like a truck, completely draining my energy.
Justin laps up my clit not leaving one spot unclean, as he finishes he wipes his mouth and softly kiss my sweaty forehead, "I love you so much!” Once my breath was back to normal I wiped the sweat from my forehead and pull Justin into a kiss, he pulls my body towards him. I pull away, he stands up and takes off his shorts, my eyes danced around his bulge. I bit my lip as he pulls down his ‘Calvin Klein’s’ my eyes popped out of my head, no matter how many times I have seen Justin’s dick it will always surprise me, it was so big!
I lick my lips, as Justin pushes me softly down onto the bed, he hovers over me, I feel his dick against my thighs making me even more wet then I already was, “I love you!" He smiles.
He looks into my eyes as he slides into me, my eyes squeeze shut as he slowly thrust into me, "God you are so tight baby!” He says, baring his face into my neck. My moans get louder as he goes faster, the pleasure was awesome! He moans into my neck, I run my hands down his sweaty back. As he goes faster, I arch my back in pleasure, he starts to groan and takes a piece of my skin between his teeth,“Baby! I’m gonna cum!” He moans out, as he slams into me one last time, making me orgasm hit, I arch my back one last time and gasp.
His breaths were the only thing I could hear, as we caught our breaths, I slowly roll from under him and run my fingers through his sweaty hair. He rolls onto his back and looks over at me, “I love you Y/N!” I smile and place a kiss onto his wet lips.
“Hey love hope you having wonderful day thus far.” Bae been on my mind all damn day.
“Hey Papi” Jasmine said with a deep sigh.
“What’s wrong with my favorite lady? Are you ok?”
“I’m ok it’s just been one of those days and the work volume is through the roof.”
“I understand mama, just know I’m here for you whether you need to vent or just need my voice to break the monotone of the day.”
“Jason, you know I love you right. You’re always there for me.”
“Baby that’s my job but, I’m gonna let you get back to it I know you'r busy baby.”
I made up my mind in that moment that Bae was taken care of. I grinded for the next two hourd and got caught up on all my looming work. I was walking out office at around 2:45. I sent Jas a text “hey babe just thinking of you hope your day got better.” It was damn nice to be out before rush hour. What would normally take me a solid hour during rush hour was trending around 30 minutes.
I decided to hit the florist shop in Decatur on my way home, they typically had really good deals on the freshest roses. I ended up getting the a dozen pink and red roses, plus a carton of petals. Marching on I headed to next stop. I hit wally world grabbed a few nick nacks. Lastly I had to hit Publix. My Lady loved seafood so tonight I was gonna make her a feast. I grabbed all I need and I was headed out the door.
I got home just a hair before 4. I sat my groceries down and straightened up the little that needed to be maintained. I called my sweetie to make sure all was ok. She confirmed that it was and surprisingly she would be leaving out in about thirty minutes. I was glad I decided to take off early given the news. We ended the call with a kiss through the phone as we often did. I went into a bit of an over drive to get shit right. I put a pot on for my angel hair, and began to peel and de-vein the shrimp. Afterwards I took the carton of pedals and made my way upstairs. I began sprinkling the pedals from the base of the stairs all the way to the tub. I had brought a few other items but I was quite ready for those yet. I doubled back put a few candles down throughout my rose petal red carpet .
Back downstairs my angel hair was boiling , I turned it off and strained them. I put a pan to begin sautéing my shrimp and scallops in garlic and butter. It was at this time I began to prep the lobster tail. In the middle of the maddness I was able to text Jas “I can’t wait to lay eyes on your beautiful brown skin.” I proceeded to dress the table for dinner allowing the bouquet to be the center piece. I rushed back to mix up my shrimp and scallops which we’re just about done. Moving them to the back burner I pulled up another pan to steam up the two tails. I put a little more than half a cup of water in the pan and began to heat it up. Meanwhile it was time to make the sauce for my pasta.
All was going according to plan, I was feeling good and I knew Jas would soon be feeling better. My pasta was complete and the lobster tails were turning bright orange as I heard the keys fumbling about the door. I turned heat low on the tails and went to meet bae with a kiss for the ages. I planted my lips upon hers as though I had just come home from Iraq. I could tell by her reaction that she caught a little off gaurd. One thing I loved about Jasmine though was she knew how to go with the flow. We embraced for a solid minute before she interjected.
“Baby what the hell smells do good” she gave a puzzled look.
“Love, just know I got you.”
“What you done did” she questioned with her quirky little smile she often did. She had no clue it was one of the many little things I loved about her. I led her through the kitchen to the dinning room table. She said nothing but her smile was everything. I removed her coat a purse a pulled out her chair. She marveled at the roses before her, I loved how the little things brought so much joy to her, when big things come I know she will be floored.
“Relax babygirl I got you.” I kissed her forehead gently and walked back in the kitchen. I made her plate and poured her a glass of Moscato. “Enjoy mama” I said as I sat her plate before her along with he wine. I returned to the kitchen to fix my plate. When I came back to the table I noticed she hadn’t touched her plate. “What’s wrong baby?” I questioned.
“Nothing daddy, I was just waiting on you.” This woman really knew how to make me feel special, even when on a night where it was all about her. We ate and laughed and didn’t even bring up her workday, all by design. My motto is leave work at work, when you’re home you’re home. We were wrapping up and I blew out the candles and grabbed the dishes. As I grabbed herd, she grabbed me by my member pulling me downward, I went with the flow and she whispered in my ear “thank you so much” she caressed me through my pants.
I darted up to the bathroom after dropping the dishes in the sink. I had complete the final portion of my plan. I started the tub and put the liquid in for a bubble bath. I grabbed the other item I purchased which was a box of Calgon, it was the milk and honey one. That Calgon was gonna have her body feeling so smooth. After adding the Calgon and sprinkling a few rose petals on the forming bubbles; I lite the candles along my red carpet on my way out.
“Why did you run off, you scared of this pussy boy?” I was questioned soon as I came back downstairs.
“No ma'am, not tonight at least.” I grabbed Jas by her hand and led the way upstairs. I noticed her grip tighten when she saw the petals and candles about the floor. We made it to the bathroom and before I could begin to remove her clothing she looked at me deeply.
“Jason I love you with all my heart and soul.” I put my finger to her lips and to shush her. I replaced my finger with my lips. Gently I kissed her and ran my fingers through her naturally pressed hair.
“I know you do love, as I do you.” I began removing her clothes article by article. I had to marvel at how the glow of the candle light ratiated off of her beautiful brown skin. She looked so delectable, I couldn’t help but stare. I led her in to the water and watched her relax as she submerged herself. Once she settled , I took a few petals in hand and began to run my hands over her body, stroking her ever so delicately. I slid down to the bottom of the tub afterwards and massaged her feet as I watched her body grow heavy in my hands. We didn’t even talk much verbally, but her body told me all I needed to know.
After about 45 minutes she notioned she was ready to step out, I grabbed her towel and lifted her out of the tub all wrapped up like an infant. I turned on the shower so she could finish cleansing her body. She followed my actions by turning the shower right back off.
“Daddy it’s time for me to thank you” she said seductively.
“Baby tonight was about you.”
“No nigga, it’s always about us, now bring yo ass…. I GOT YOU.”
Plot : Tyler knows you had a long day at work so he tries to relax you.
You just came back from the longest day of work. You worked at the school as a teacher for kindergarten. They were usually well mannered but today was different for some reason. They were out of control and you couldn’t handle it. One kids pushed another. They were screaming. They just weren’t listening but you were back home ready to nap. Tyler had known about the situation because you texted him on your break. He seemed to calm you down. At lest for a little bit.
Finally, back home where I belong. Today was a long day but I can rest now.
“Tyler?” I called out while opening the door.
“Over here baby.” He yelled from the bathroom. I walked towards him wondering what he was doing.
When I walked in I was surprised. Tyler was standing next to the filled bathtub holding a single rose.
“Awwwe, Tyler. Your so cute.” I chuckled.
“Only the best for my baby girl.” He smiled kissing your head holding you.
The room was dim. The only source of light was the lite candles that surrounded the room. Along with rose pedal scattered across the floor.
“You didn’t have to do this.” You hugged him.
“Well, you deserve this and not just because you had a stressful day. It’s because I love you.” He smiled showing his small dimple.“Well, that and you do have to put up with me.” He laughed.
“True, you are a hand full.” You joked.
“Yea, whatever. So I’ll leave you too it then. Oh, and after we’ll eat pizza and watch AHS and Supernatural” He said letting go and reaching towards the door handle.
Can Bess go through with the advice and council Cecily gives her, after learning about possible affection the new King holds for Maud Herbert?
*Okay so a short little sweet fic about Henry VII and Elizabeth of York. Also a little fuck you to certain authors who like to label Henry VII as a rapist with no evidence at all.
Bess had been fidgeting all afternoon, to the point where Cecily had noticed.
“Lady Stanley will think some is amiss if you continue like this.”
They were in Bess’s chambers getting ready to dine with the King. He had arrived early this morning, much to Bess’s surprise. While The King had visited Bess often since her arrival in his mother’s household he had not visit her for the past week or so.
“How can I not. What if what you told me was the real reason the King has not married me yet. What if it has nothing at all to do with the dispensation?” Bess exclaimed.
Santana felt herself start to panic as soon as she walked to
the small apartment she shared with her wife. She peered around curiously
looking for Brittany. Their small breakfast nook table had a single rose in a
small vase. The lights were dimmed with lite candles around the room. There was no way she forgot something.
Valentine’s day was almost a month ago.
Their anniversary was about a week after that. They decided to not celebrate
their dating anniversary anymore now that they were married. Well, at least not
in a big way.
“Babe,” She called out into the slightly dark apartment as
she made her way into the living room. Santana shrugged her coat off. “Baby,
where are you at?” The brunette nearly squealed when she felt arms wrap around
“Welcome home, beautiful.” Brittany said softly into
Santana’s ear and kissed the side of her neck. “How was your day?”
Santana turned around in her wife’s arms, “It was actually
pretty calm considering I had two mid-terms and a paper due.” She ran her hands
slowly down the blonde’s forearms. “I know you are super sweet and so thoughtful,”
She picked her words carefully and pointed to the table in the kitchen. “But
what is all of these? Please tell me I didn’t forget something. I’ll feel like
the worst wife.”
“You’re not. I promise you,” Brittany grabbed Santana’s hand
and pulled her into the kitchen. She pulled the chair out of her and motioned
for her to sit down, “I get over sentimental sometimes. Even more than you miss
‘I have every movie ticket, breadstix receipt, and mini golf ticket date ever.’
Santana just blushed a little bit and shrugged, “Turned out
handy for our first wedding anniversary.” She grinned to herself a little. With
all of those pieces of paper, she had color coded an ‘I love you’ message.
First traditional wedding present was paper after all.
“You know how much I love that present,” Brittany just scrunched
her nose up and smiled at her wife. “I know we talked about now that we are
married, we wouldn’t celebrate out first date anniversary. But, I think without
today, we wouldn’t have gotten this far.”
Santana was listening closely to Brittany’s words, as she wracked
her brain to try and figure out what today was. They officially started dating
senior year in October. They got back together in May. Their first kiss was in
July at the young age of 15. The first time they had sex was 4 months later the
same year, nothing in March rang a bell. “I’m drawing a blank, Honey. I’m sorry…”
“Today is the fifth anniversary of the first time you told
me you loved me,” Brittana kneeled down in front of Santana resting her hands
on the brunette’s thighs. “I’m sure the memories of today probably aren’t your
favorite. But it was probably one of the best days of my life, even if it was
painful for us.”
Santana remembered it all like it was yesterday. Even though
they were married…Happily married. Sometimes that conversation with Brittany
still haunted her. “Why? We were both so sad and broken.”
“It was the day I knew you truly loved me back,” Brittany
had thought through this speech in her head over a hundred times in the last
couple days. Trying to pick her words carefully so Santana would understand why
it was so important to her, “I always knew deep down you loved me. But that was
the first day you said it out loud. The first day you started to really accept
it yourself. It was probably the first time you even admitted to yourself.”
They had been married over a year. They had been back together
for almost three, but she still felt herself starting to get a little emotional.
“It was the first day, I felt brave enough to show you…to show you myself for
real. Not just the hard shell you got to peek inside of sometimes when I let my
“Santana, I’ve loved you since before I knew what love was.
I’ve known I wanted to marry you since the first moment I saw you,” The blonde
leaned down and kissed her wife softly on the lips. “But that day in the
hallway when you said you loved me, made me think it was all actually possible.
You were starting to love yourself even if you weren’t sure you liked yourself.
That was the first step toward us. Even if it took us a while to get there, it
was the first of many steps. Sure, we stumbled along the way, but we made it.”
“I can’t believe you remember all of that to the day. I mean
I remember it, but not the date,” Santana put her hands on the side of her wife’s
cheeks. “I have accepted that I love you. More than I ever thought it was
possible to love anyone. I just keep finding more reasons to fall more in love
with you, Mrs. Lopez-Pierce.” The brunette kissed her wife softly on the lips.
“I know we said if we did celebrate our date anniversary we
wouldn’t do presents,” She put her hands up in defense when she saw Santana’s eyebrow
rise in question. They had decided at home only or two dollar Tuesday movie
dates for a while, buying nothing but the necessities. They wanted to move to a
nicer apartment next year. “It wasn’t more than five dollars, I promise. But it
literally is the perfect gift for today.”
Santana just smiled at her wife, “I can’t tell you no
anyway.” She grinned a little bit as she watched Brittany stand up and grab a
bag of the counter. “I also do like presents.”
“The fifth anniversary gift traditionally is wood,” Brittany
smirked a little bit when she saw Santana’s nose scrunch up. “I mean, wood isn’t
something we need in this marriage.” The blonde couldn’t help but smile at her
wife’s giggle at her terrible joke. “I know Landslide is really the foundation
of today’s anniversary. But I found this and I didn’t think it could be any more
Santana reached in the bag, pulling the contents out
carefully. “Oh, Britt.” She felt her breath get caught her throat when she
pulled out the small wooden carving. “Is this what I think it is?”
“Yes ma’am.” Brittany ran her thumb across Santana’s cheek
bone, wiping the small tear away. “It’s a songbird. I found it in the antique
shop where we found the star for our Christmas tree.”
“Why are you so perfect?” Santana stood up and kissed her
wife softly on the lips, “How in the fuck did I get so lucky.”
“Happy I love you anniversary,” Brittany smiled softly, as
she leaned her forehead down to Santana’s. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”
“Happy Anniversary, mi amor.” Santana ran her hands down Brittany’s back,
sliding them around her waist. She kissed her wife softly on the neck, “You’re
about to get even luckier, gorgeous.”
Puckurt: Put on your yalmulka, its time for Hanukkah
Kurt giggled as looked over at Puck. It had been two days since they met. A whole two weeks until Christmas. Kurt was inviting Puck over. He knew Puck was jewish, so he set up a jewish theme on the table. “Dad, he can’t have ham!” He laughed. He wasn’t really sure how traditional Puck was, but Kurt didn’t want to offend him.
“You are into this guy?”
Burt asked as he placed Kippah on his head.
“Yeah, but .. he’s not completely on my team, but I have a good feelings and I wished upon a star so..”
“alright, well.. he eats beef?”
“Yes, just no pork or fish… ”
Kurt heard the door. He squealed as he placed on his Kippah. “Lite the candles! ”
Немощи душевные брата своего должно носить благодушно без огорчения. Ибо
если кто болен телом, то не только на него не огорчаемся, но еще и
служим тому всяким образом, то таким образом надо и в душевных недугах