False Pretense
It would have been very obvious to Feferi that Serket hadn’t been expecting the empress whatsoever, and even more on top of that, there wasn’t any obvious signs of a party either. If the place had been attacked that would have been one thing, but there were no decorations in any disarray either. Furthermore, Serket just didn’t seem to know who Feferi was to begin with.
Which was all the stranger given the Letter Feferi had.
The Fog made it completely impossible to track the robot, and even then it would be very clear to the fuchsia blood that her senses were being heavily dulled by the presence of the mist. Soon enough it wasn’t even certain if Feferi was facing the correct direction anymore. Everything was topsy turvy and the only thing around was-
Crunch.
Another step, and the Peixes’ foot found purchase on an unsettling yet potentially familiar object. The way it broke under her weight, and the deep nature of the crunch, it could only be one thing.
Bone.
And, beyond that, Feferi would realize the fog had actually dissipated. She was no longer in the cabin, but standing in the middle of a massive field.
A field of ash.
The sky above was slightly overcast, but there was no rain. But for at least a mile in either direction, there was only the burnt remains of some terrible cataclysm. This clearly wasn’t the mountainous region Serket had been set up in. The weather wasn’t nearly cold enough.
More importantly, Feferi was alone.
Though, there was a letter, fluttering in the breeze.
And it was addressed to Feferi.
Running to catch it, this one still had the cadence of being from Serket.
“If this letter has reached you, that means the worst has happened! The party was sabotaged! You must come to the Dilisnya Estate! Everyone is in Danger!”
Definitely not suspicious in the slightest, but it was definitely the same sort of parchment and handwriting between the two letters. Whoever told Feferi about the party, and tried to pull her in towards the Cabin Resort. Given how everything played out, it was very likely there was no party to begin with.
Still…
Somebody wanted to bring Feferi here. That much was clear.
She was in a field of ash and bone, alone, and with no immediate way to get back home.
Oh well.
At least she had her phone.
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Book & TV Pairings, Edition 8
Welcome to another post where I pair books and films or series with similar themes or content! This week I’m bending my own rules a bit and featuring a TV series instead of a movie. This series and book share in common a small town setting, mystery plot, and professional law enforcement officials as main characters: False Pretense and Longmire.
Longmire (2012-2017)
Longmire is a modern western,…
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hey remember when aziraphale and crowley ran into each other in rome and aziraphale said 'well then let me tempt you to- oh, no, that's your job, isn't it, haha'? what if crowley succumbed to the temptation in more ways than one? what if they had oysters and sex about it? then what?
wordcount: 17,8k
rating: explicit
tags: PWP, Rome 41AD, oysters, so many oysters, so many orgasms too, banter, little bit of emotion little bit of angst, but mostly fun, oysters and aardvarks, food kink, oral fixation, roman baths, an oyster is never just an oyster, and what is love but hunger (more tags on ao3)
READ ON AO3 🦪
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‘Stranger things have happened than the devil knocking up a witch’ that should not make me fold and yet it does- I am simply just a woman
As I work on their little baby fic I think to myself:
Price knew. He knew what he was doing, he knew there was a possibility, that every time he fucked her his seed might find fertile ground. Witch operated under the delusion that they were two incompatible creatures, hadn't heard stories of fae having babies with witches so she chose to believe it couldn't happen. She forgets, often, that she's human and that humans absolutely can have children with the fae. Price doesn't ever forget that fact. He fucks her and he hopes that this will be the one that takes, that he'll have another guarantee towards their wedding, that maybe he is the devil for not saying anything...
He just loves her so dearly, and he's only a man.
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Can’t even speak your daughters name, please just spare me the false pretense, it’s sickening Heuchlerisch/Scheinheilig . Why "care" suddenly now hours later after she could be dead in some jungle but not right then and there when you still were at Hiraa and got your memories back…. okay vent over it continuous in the tags
Edit: Since people like to miss the point here, the writing decision of making Ursa suddenly care out of nowhere without showing any interest or care after getting her face in Hiraa for Azula or Zuko’s face is just very shallow to me, they can tell me all they want how Zuko searched, and apparently Ursa "helped". Her reaction upon seeing them for the first time again told me everything I as reader have to know. Then, seeing her crying on the boat is like a slap since it’s then feels very shallow, especially since she can’t even name Azula by name and says the "other" one.
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i need to sleep so bad but i keep thinking about what if Caleb's first visit(s) to the BI were with ulterior motives to Witchhunt but then the witches were Nice... . and it generally all went a bit like Any Sport In A Storm......but slower probably.... ok bye
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