#revelation 21:27

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

June 20, 2023 – Revelation 21:27

And anything defiling, and those practicing abomination and a lie, never shall enter into it; only those having been written in the Lamb's book of life.

Berean Literal Bible (BLB)

#defilement #unclean #unrepentant sinners #abomination #lies #denied #entrance #heaven #Lambs Book of Life #Revelation 21:27 #Book of Revelation #New Testament #BLB #Berean Literal Bible #Bible Hub

[dianaleaghmatthews]

Names of Jesus: Lamb

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#1 Peter 1:18-19 #Lamb #Names of God #Names of Jesus #Revelation 12:11 #Revelation 17:14 #Revelation 21:27 #Revelation 22:3 #Revelation 5:12 #Worthy is the Lamb who was slain

[jesus-is-lord-and-savior]

But nothing unclean will ever enter it, nor anyone who does what is detestable or false, but only those who are written in the Lamb's book of life.

(Revelation 21:27, ESV)

#Revelation 21:27 #bible #bible verse

[graceandpeacejoanne]

Revelation 16: The Seventh Bowl, A Preterist Take, and a Spiritual Take

Is it possible this prophecy already been fulfilled, some 2,000 years ago? And, by the same token, is it possible the vision of all these warnings and calamities caries a timeless spiritual message? #Revelation16 #SeventhBowl

Then, the seventh poured out his ceremonial bowl upon the atmosphere, and a might voice came out of the innermost part of the temple, from the throne saying, “It has come to be!” Then a lightning bolt appeared and voices and thunders, and there came massive seismic activity the like which had never before occurred since humanity came to be upon the earth, seismic activity with such magnitude, so…

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#130 pounds #Haggai 2:6 #hail #hebrews 12L26-27 #isaiah 28:17 #Revelation 16 #revelation 16:17-21 #Roman catapults #the seventh bowl #the weight of a talent

[kazumist]

YOU + ME = LOVE .ᐟ ( a diluc x fem!reader smau )

synopsis: in dire need of a passing grade, the faculty had taken it upon themselves to get you a tutor asap. insert diluc, a grade 12 STEM student who was asked to stick with you, a raging grade 11 STEM student who's struggling in her academics.

started on: 1/10/24 | ended on: 3/10/24

genres: opposites attract trope (kinda), senior high school au, crack (one of my many attempts at comedy), fluff, angst of course, profanities + kys jokes, other ships are mostly implied, socmeds with narrations !!

note: will not dwelve too much into how shs works LOL but (🖋️) means the episode has narrations.

taglist: closed! thank you for being in every step this smau took :)

playlist: hehehe

PRESENTING: unit 143 / power rangers

✿ EPISODE 1: goodluck soldier

✿ EPISODE 2: more on my plate

✿ EPISODE 3: i think he hates me

✿ EPISODE 4: is it really hard?

✿ EPISODE 5: center of attention (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 6: maybe she isn't so bad

✿ EPISODE 7: meet me at 5?

✿ EPISODE 8: a new side

✿ EPISODE 9: over the line

✿ EPISODE 10: logging off

✿ EPISODE 11: out of reach

✿ EPISODE 12: i got you (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 13: little by little (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 14: so what?

✿ EPISODE 15: revelations (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 16: welcome to the club

✿ EPISODE 17: endearing (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 18: proud of you

✿ EPISODE 19: block and ignore

✿ EPISODE 20: you didn't know?

✿ EPISODE 21: we need to talk (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 22: it can't happen (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 23: girls night!

✿ EPISODE 24: until then

✿ EPISODE 25: always adoring you

✿ EPISODE 26: i think deserved

✿ EPISODE 27: there's no way (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 28: why wouldn't i miss you? (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 29: about time

✿ EPISODE 30: feels real to me

#( writings ) #( smau — you + me = love ! ) #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin imagines #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x reader #diluc #genshin smau #x reader

[mostlysignssomeportents]

The true post-cyberpunk hero is a noir forensic accountant

I'm touring my new, nationally bestselling novel The Bezzle! Catch me in TOMORROW (Apr 17) in CHICAGO, then Torino (Apr 21) Marin County (Apr 27), Winnipeg (May 2), Calgary (May 3), Vancouver (May 4), and beyond!

I was reared on cyberpunk fiction, I ended up spending 25 years at my EFF day-job working at the weird edge of tech and human rights, even as I wrote sf that tried to fuse my love of cyberpunk with my urgent, lifelong struggle over who computers do things for and who they do them to.

That makes me an official "post-cyberpunk" writer (TM). Don't take my word for it: I'm in the canon:

https://tachyonpublications.com/product/rewired-the-post-cyberpunk-anthology-2/

One of the editors of that "post-cyberpunk" anthology was John Kessel, who is, not coincidentally, the first writer to expose me to the power of literary criticism to change the way I felt about a novel, both as a writer and a reader:

https://locusmag.com/2012/05/cory-doctorow-a-prose-by-any-other-name/

It was Kessel's 2004 Foundation essay, "Creating the Innocent Killer: Ender's Game, Intention, and Morality," that helped me understand litcrit. Kessel expertly surfaces the subtext of Card's Ender's Game and connects it to Card's politics. In so doing, he completely reframed how I felt about a book I'd read several times and had considered a favorite:

https://johnjosephkessel.wixsite.com/kessel-website/creating-the-innocent-killer

This is a head-spinning experience for a reader, but it's even wilder to experience it as a writer. Thankfully, the majority of literary criticism about my work has been positive, but even then, discovering something that's clearly present in one of my novels, but which I didn't consciously include, is a (very pleasant!) mind-fuck.

A recent example: Blair Fix's review of my 2023 novel Red Team Blues which he calls "an anti-finance finance thriller":

https://economicsfromthetopdown.com/2023/05/13/red-team-blues-cory-doctorows-anti-finance-thriller/

Fix – a radical economist – perfectly captures the correspondence between my hero, the forensic accountant Martin Hench, and the heroes of noir detective novels. Namely, that a noir detective is a kind of unlicensed policeman, going to the places the cops can't go, asking the questions the cops can't ask, and thus solving the crimes the cops can't solve. What makes this noir is what happens next: the private dick realizes that these were places the cops didn't want to go, questions the cops didn't want to ask and crimes the cops didn't want to solve ("It's Chinatown, Jake").

Marty Hench – a forensic accountant who finds the money that has been disappeared through the cells in cleverly constructed spreadsheets – is an unlicensed tax inspector. He's finding the money the IRS can't find – only to be reminded, time and again, that this is money the IRS chooses not to find.

This is how the tax authorities work, after all. Anyone who followed the coverage of the big finance leaks knows that the most shocking revelation they contain is how stupid the ruses of the ultra-wealthy are. The IRS could prevent that tax-fraud, they just choose not to. Not for nothing, I call the Martin Hench books "Panama Papers fanfic."

I've read plenty of noir fiction and I'm a long-term finance-leaks obsessive, but until I read Fix's article, it never occurred to me that a forensic accountant was actually squarely within the noir tradition. Hench's perfect noir fit is either a happy accident or the result of a subconscious intuition that I didn't know I had until Fix put his finger on it.

The second Hench novel is The Bezzle. It's been out since February, and I'm still touring with it (Chicago tonight! Then Turin, Marin County, Winnipeg, Calgary, Vancouver, etc). It's paying off – the book's a national bestseller.

Writing in his newsletter, Henry Farrell connects Fix's observation to one of his own, about the nature of "hackers" and their role in cyberpunk (and post-cyberpunk) fiction:

https://www.programmablemutter.com/p/the-accountant-as-cyberpunk-hero

Farrell cites Bruce Schneier's 2023 book, A Hacker’s Mind: How the Powerful Bend Society’s Rules and How to Bend Them Back:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/02/06/trickster-makes-the-world/

Schneier, a security expert, broadens the category of "hacker" to include anyone who studies systems with an eye to finding and exploiting their defects. Under this definition, the more fearsome hackers are "working for a hedge fund, finding a loophole in financial regulations that lets her siphon extra profits out of the system." Hackers work in corporate offices, or as government lobbyists.

As Henry says, hacking isn't intrinsically countercultural ("Most of the hacking you might care about is done by boring seeming people in boring seeming clothes"). Hacking reinforces – rather than undermining power asymmetries ("The rich have far more resources to figure out how to gimmick the rules"). We are mostly not the hackers – we are the hacked.

For Henry, Marty Hench is a hacker (the rare hacker that works for the good guys), even though "he doesn’t wear mirrorshades or get wasted chatting to bartenders with Soviet military-surplus mechanical arms." He's a gun for hire, that most traditional of cyberpunk heroes, and while he doesn't stand against the system, he's not for it, either.

Henry's pinning down something I've been circling around for nearly 30 years: the idea that though "the street finds its own use for things," Wall Street and Madison Avenue are among the streets that might find those uses:

https://craphound.com/nonfic/street.html

Henry also connects Martin Hench to Marcus Yallow, the hero of my YA Little Brother series. I have tried to make this connection myself, opining that while Marcus is a character who is fighting to save an internet that he loves, Marty is living in the ashes of the internet he lost:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/05/07/dont-curb-your-enthusiasm/

But Henry's Marty-as-hacker notion surfaces a far more interesting connection between the two characters. Marcus is a vehicle for conveying the excitement and power of hacking to young readers, while Marty is a vessel for older readers who know the stark terror of being hacked, by the sadistic wolves who're coming for all of us:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I44L1pzi4gk

Both Marcus and Marty are explainers, as am I. Some people say that exposition makes for bad narrative. Those people are wrong:

https://maryrobinettekowal.com/journal/my-favorite-bit/my-favorite-bit-cory-doctorow-talks-about-the-bezzle/

"Explaining" makes for great fiction. As Maria Farrell writes in her Crooked Timber review of The Bezzle, the secret sauce of some of the best novels is "information about how things work. Things like locks, rifles, security systems":

https://crookedtimber.org/2024/03/06/the-bezzle/

Where these things are integrated into the story's "reason and urgency," they become "specialist knowledge [that] cuts new paths to move through the world." Hacking, in other words.

This is a theme Paul Di Filippo picked up on in his review of The Bezzle for Locus:

https://locusmag.com/2024/04/paul-di-filippo-reviews-the-bezzle-by-cory-doctorow/

Heinlein was always known—and always came across in his writings—as The Man Who Knew How the World Worked. Doctorow delivers the same sense of putting yourself in the hands of a fellow who has peered behind Oz’s curtain. When he fills you in lucidly about some arcane bit of economics or computer tech or social media scam, you feel, first, that you understand it completely and, second, that you can trust Doctorow’s analysis and insights.

Knowledge is power, and so expository fiction that delivers news you can use is novel that makes you more powerful – powerful enough to resist the hackers who want to hack you.

Henry and I were both friends of Aaron Swartz, and the Little Brother books are closely connected to Aaron, who helped me with Homeland, the second volume, and wrote a great afterword for it (Schneier wrote an afterword for the first book). That book – and Aaron's afterword – has radicalized a gratifying number of principled technologists. I know, because I meet them when I tour, and because they send me emails. I like to think that these hackers are part of Aaron's legacy.

Henry argues that the Hench books are "purpose-designed to inspire a thousand Max Schrems – people who are probably past their teenage years, have some grounding in the relevant professions, and really want to see things change."

(Schrems is the Austrian privacy activist who, as a law student, set in motion the events that led to the passage of the EU's General Data Privacy Regulation:)

https://pluralistic.net/2020/05/15/out-here-everything-hurts/#noyb

Henry points out that William Gibson's Neuromancer doesn't mention the word "internet" – rather, Gibson coined the term cyberspace, which, as Henry says, is "more ‘capitalism’ than ‘computerized information'… If you really want to penetrate the system, you need to really grasp what money is and what it does."

Maria also wrote one of my all-time favorite reviews of Red Team Blues, also for Crooked Timber:

https://crookedtimber.org/2023/05/11/when-crypto-meant-cryptography/

In it, she compares Hench to Dickens' Bleak House, but for the modern tech world:

You put the book down feeling it’s not just a fascinating, enjoyable novel, but a document of how Silicon Valley’s very own 1% live and a teeming, energy-emitting snapshot of a critical moment on Earth.

All my life, I've written to find out what's going on in my own head. It's a remarkably effective technique. But it's only recently that I've come to appreciate that reading what other people write about my writing can reveal things that I can't see.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/04/17/panama-papers-fanfic/#the-1337est-h4x0rs

Image: Frédéric Poirot (modified) https://www.flickr.com/photos/fredarmitage/1057613629 CC BY-SA 2.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/

#pluralistic #science fiction #cyberpunk #literary criticism #maria farrell #henry farrell #noir #martin hench #marty hench #red team blues #the bezzle #forensic accountants #hackers #bruce schneier #post-cyberpunk #blair fix

[cozage]

The Daughter's Return Table of Contents

Hi friends! Tumblr hates me and won't let me add more links to my post, so I'm adding all of TDR here and will update it on this post instead of my Masterlist!

Meeting 1. The Promised Position  2. The Strategist of the Second Division  3. Some Friendly Advice 4. Secrets Exchanged 5. Parting Ways 6. Truth or Dare 7. Infiltration Plan  8. The Captain and the Barmaid 9. A Family Affair 10. Secrets in the Files 11. Uninterrupted 12. The Morning After Falling 13. Stories from the Vault 14. Stories Around the Breakfast Grill 15. Under the Falling Water 16. Jinx 17. A Steamy Situation 18. The Road to Love 19. Bad Mood

Running 20. Sick with Dread 21. Revelation 22. Changes 23. Doctor's Visit 24. In Paradise 25. Straw Hat Luffy 26. Redirection 27. Promises Broken... 28. And Promises Kept 29. Change in Plans 30. Lava and Ice, Together Again 31. The Call Home 32. Shared Sake, Shared Secrets 33. Returning Home 34. House Arrest 35. Let's Talk Strategy 36. The Old Man in the Bar 37. Ace's Perspective - Prison 38. The Morning of War 39. The Battle of Marineford 40. Freedom 41. A Painful Departing 42. Uncertainty 43. Where to Go from Here 44. Decisions 45. A New Beginning

#the daughters return #masterlist

[sparrowrye]

Build a story through requests!

I’ve got an intricate storyline planned for my Demi Demon || Alastor x Reader but I’d love to hear what some of you might be looking for from our favorite hell-hot demon 😈

I plan to publish this in its entirety on other sites, but my Tumblr folks get to have a say in this story first 😘

Basic Rules:

- I’m not doing any NSFW since we’re not there with this story yet. Maybe one day but I make no promises.

- Please be patient. I’ll try to incorporate your request as soon as possible and where I feel it best fits.

- You can request anything as sweet and fluffy or as demonic and sadistic as you want :)

- It does not have to be current with the story. You can request something for the future or something for earlier in the storyline.

- Feel free to ask me any questions or just let me know your thoughts. I’m always craving reader interaction :P

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✨MASTER LIST✨

Act One

Part Pilot || Part 2 - escape is futile || Part 3 - lesser of two evils || Part 4 - hidden past || Part 5 - digging deeper || Part 6 - expanding horizons || Part 7 - pushing boundaries || Part 8 - ignited flame || Part 9 - playing mine games || Part 10 - building a shield || Part 11 - shadow work || Part 12* - bad memories || Part 13 - didn't ask for it || Part 14 - snake demon || Part 15 - saving the savior || Part 16 - purgatory || Part 17 - meeting the overlords || Part 18 - a new purpose || Part 19 - the curse || Part 20 - dark desires || Part 21 - of course || Part 22 - in your nature || Part 23 - the starting works || Part 24 - fulfillment || Part 25 - newcomers

Act Two

Part 1 - a teacher || Part 2 - a healer || Part 3 - a reporter || Part 4 - forever tied || Part 5 - protect and defend || Part 6 - developments || Part 7 - new revelation || Part 8 - making a deal || Part 9 - a different person || Part 10 - sweet blood || Part 11 - whistling || Part 12 - creeping shadows || Part 13 - soft || Part 14 - blood and fire || Part 15 - new terms || Part 16 - may I have this dance? || Part 17 - now what? || Part 18 - Blackwater || Part 19 - magic or not || Part 20 - fixing || Part 21 - new things || Part 22 - a good night's rest || Part 23 - new discoveries || Part 24 - a relationship? || Part 25 - comfort || Part 26 - so it begins || Part 27 - Alastor vs Blackwater || Part 28 - my turn || Part 29 - the aftermath || Part 30 - gone ||

Act Three

Part 1 - new haven, new me ||

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin husk #alastor x reader #alastor the radio demon #reqs open #request #demi demon

[crazyunsexycool]

My little love

Created by @talesofadragon photos found on Pinterest

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced Fem! Reader

Warnings: mentions of SA, mentions of child abuse, canon level violence, Bucky and his feelings, possible smut make sure to check each chapter for warnings!

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34

Extras: mile high club • Valentine’s Day • mother of my children • Bucky and Lottie ent to the store • all the single ladies • Y/N and Lottie went shopping • Lottie helps Steve train • Lottie wants a husband • big sister/cousin Lottie • dance recital • Bucky and reader as parents • big brother to the rescue • Parents/Avengers • how it started • tee ball • Morning routine •Happy Mother’s Day • Charlotte at school • older Henry and Reader dancing • Steve and reader are besties • Charlotte’s fashion Happy Father’s Day • Morning routine pt 2 • Protective Charlotte • egg cracking prank • toddler talk • big sister • big brother • Lottie will C U Next Time • a regular day at the Barnes home • Glitter Bomb • 🦃Thanksgiving 🦃 • Lottie’s got jokes • Lottie’s gonna kick some ask • Lottie’s fit check • Henry questions your life choices • Lottie plans to move out one day • Missile Toads 🎄 • 🎄CHRISTMAS🎄 • What Lottie wanted • show and tell/science fair • Don’t look at me like that • big sister cuddled • 🎶Those eyes 🎶 • 💖Valentine's Day 💖 • Hack Job • Potty Mouth • Obstacle Course • Picture Day •Big Brother 2 • Happy Birthday Bucky • big bro Henry and baby Barnes • Evil Charlotte • Story time with Bucky

Summary:

For two years Bucky had enjoyed his new found freedom. He could go out whenever he wanted. No one was forcing him to do things he didn’t want to do. For the first time in a long time Bucky enjoying was falling in love. You had been the one to capture his heart. He was painfully oblivious that you returned his affections but he’d rather be your friend than nothing at all.

You had been new to the Avengers team when Bucky was found. At first you had volunteered to help bring him in but you worried that your abilities to manipulate metal would make him keep his distance. You had been pleasantly surprised when that wasn’t the case. Now with every day that passed you fell more in love with Bucky, you were also unaware of his feeling for you.

After a raid to a hydra detention center and the discovery of hydra’s new test subject, Bucky will have to confront abuse he didn’t know about. He feels like hydra still has control over him and he’s not sure what to do. When Bucky fell from the train hydra took away his chance at love and a family, now they’ve basically forced it on him. The new revelation with force him make choices he never knew he would have to make, he only hopes he can do the right thing.

#bucky barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes x enchanced!reader #bucky fanfic #james bucky buchanan barnes #the winter solider #bucky barnes #dad!bucky barnes #dad!bucky Barnes x reader

[angstywaifu]

The Lost Sister Masterlist

Synopsis: Xaden is regarded as an only child, a perception formed due to the widely accepted belief that his beloved sister, Ophelia, tragically 'died' amidst the chaos of the Rebellion. Unknown to them all Ophelia survived and has been so close this entire time. The architect behind this elaborate scheme is none other than General Melgren. The stern and strategic General has been stealthily overseeing her movements, training and ensuring her safety. The revelation of her existence is dramatically unveiled on the day of conscription, a day that will forever change the course of their lives.

Garrick Tavis x OC

Parts:

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 ❤️ Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 ❤️ Part 21 Part 22

Coming Soon: Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29

Thank you to everyone that has read this and inspired me to keep writing this. I literally didn't see this going past Part 1, as it was a way to get an idea that had formed into my head out. And now here we are all these parts later! Thank you so much for reading and enjoying this.

#fourth wing #fourth wing fanfic #the empyrean #the fourth wing #garrick tavis #garrick tavis x reader #garrick tavis imagine #garrick tavis x oc #xaden riorson #bodhi durran #garphelia #fourth wing x oc #fourth wing x reader

[jiminjamms]

sex therapy :: 17. wicked games

chapter tags/warnings: family drama. mentions of masturbation. mentions of sex. infidelity/adultery. nonconsensual acts. manipulative undertones. strong language. classism.

word count: 3.6k

notes: this chapter incorporates the official manga relationships in the zenin household (link that illustrates the family tree). without further ado, i present to you the latest pov added to the fic: toji! likes, comments, and reblogs are deeply appreciated. xoxo

fic masterlist | 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08. 09. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33.

Toji Fushiguro could not get his mind off of you.

Was that weird to admit?

When he last saw you two weeks ago in Teyvat’s meeting room, dolled up in that pretty pink dress, he had to wrestle every urge to push you onto his dick. All the times he had to retreat to his room afterward too—all because your one outfit had set off his imagination—forcing Toji to lock and then lean against his door so that he could palm himself through his sweats to dirty thoughts about you.

Gosh, what higher being in the universe allowed you to be such a hot and sexy tease? You sure loved prancing around with basically nothing and stealing looks at his colleagues as though he wouldn’t notice.

At this point, Toji was certain that he wasn’t the only therapist calling dibs on you. That most definitely pissed him off, though, because he explicitly told you that your pussy belonged to him.

Then why hadn’t you made another appointment these past two weeks?

Were you upset, perhaps flushed with utter denial, from the revelation that your husband had been cheating on you? Besides, he recalled how you had reacted so strongly to the information, racing away from the therapists who were just being honest with you.

In hindsight, Toji might have felt a teeny tiny bit bad about crushing your rose-colored glasses without much lead-up, but he was rarely the type to beat around the bush anyway. After all, he was the one to suggest a divorce in your first therapist appointment.

Of all things, echoing laughter was what finally grounded Toji’s wandering mind.

His green eyes fluttered rapidly, realizing that he had been in his office and staring blankly at his desk for... how long has this been? He glanced briefly at his tabletop clock. When he noticed how the time had advanced by thirty minutes, Toji rested his forehead on his left palm. “Damn...”

Given how he had a fully booked schedule today, he could not afford to dawdle in his thoughts. He had not noticed that half an hour had passed so quickly. How was it possible that thinking about one person (you) made him lose all sense of time?

He could do better than this.

‘Maybe you’re the one who needs a therapist,’ Megumi had recently pointed out to him in irony, and boy, do these words from his own eighteen-year-old son sting.

In contrast to himself, though, his co-workers had lately been in higher spirits than usual. That much Toji could ascertain given the hubbub that continued to filter into his suite. He would not have minded the phenomenon much had it not been for this gut feeling, this hunch, that you were the reason behind this change.

At his age, Toji has learned to mind his own business, but he still considered joining his colleagues by the reception desk to investigate. He stopped, however, upon noticing an article at his desk.

Right, this was what had derailed Toji from his work.

‘Look at this, boss,’ Geto had said when he first presented the printed webpage to Toji. ‘No wonder Y/N’s been lonely. Naoya literally took his side bitch to Mexico.’

The accompanying photo may be in low resolution, but Toji recognized the two figures hand-in-hand, stepping into a private jet. Their faces were shielded by baseball caps and face masks, their bodies clad in boring and baggy clothes. Consequently, Toji had to scoff, drumming his fingers along his cheekbone. 

Another impeccable snapshot for our collection, huh?

Quite the scandal was brewing in Japan’s high society, not to mention how the illicit relationship involved your husband, and the therapists were merely here for the show. This was what the therapists were trying to advise you about before you promptly shut yourself away from them.

The love affair—especially involving a family as influential as the Zenin’s—should theoretically be all over magazines and newspapers, but any internet search for this image would prove futile. The Zenins were good like that, relying on under-the-table tactics to ensure that this photo would go nowhere.

Only thanks to his colleagues, who had extensive contacts throughout Japan’s many ranks, was Toji able to get his hands on this printed article before the magazine editors had taken them down.

Naoya, that cunning bastard.

If he had been in Cabo prancing around with his paramour, how did he so quickly realize that his images had been circulating among Japanese media? Or, more likely, was it his authoritarian father Naobito who informed his doltish son about the impending rumors?

Either way, Toji could not believe that he was affiliated with both assholes by blood, no less: Naoya, his cousin, and Naobito, his uncle. To think how he was involved again with the relatives who he had sought to avoid, Toji assumed that fate must love toying with him.

Already, growing up in the Zenin family was hell, to put things mildly: how they would obsess over power and prestige as though those two items alone determined one’s value as a human being, how they would scrutinize one’s every action because everything had to conform to their cookie-cutter standards, and then how they would abruptly cast aside those who strayed away from their ideals.

Toji, once an established member of the household, could speak from experience. Thus, blood relation meant nothing if these were the same people who had prayed for his downfall. 

He recalled his relatives’ dirty glances when he announced his engagement twenty years ago, then the even nastier looks when he took his first wife’s surname as his own: Fushiguro. ‘She’s a woman too low for our caliber,’ Toji had been told. 

He remembered the apathy he later received after his wife’s untimely death, followed by belittlement when he chose to marry again—this time, to a single mother. Perhaps he should have heeded his family’s advice for the last bit, but his decisions seemed right at the moment. During a desperate time, he provided his then-gradeschool son with a much-needed maternal figure as well as a stepsister.  

His personal life already made him a deviant among his relatives, so when his family discovered his therapist ventures earlier this year, Toji was not surprised to be severed from the household he once had been considered to lead. Well, Toji was more relieved than bitter, anyway. He could now live life on his terms without worrying about what his father’s uncle’s second cousin twice-removed or some crap like that thought about him and his son.

As he gazed upon the pixelated photo again, he sighed and wondered: was this how low the Zenins have stooped since they had expelled him? A centuries-old bloodline built on relationships with the public and the powerful, now resorting to bribes and threats to sweep scandals under the rug? While watching the Zenin clan burn from afar was entertaining, the situation was also pathetic and sad.

To also think that his moronic cousin Naoya was now not only the household heir but also the current CEO of the family conglomerate. Not to mention that the family’s current patriarch Naobito seemingly turned a blind eye to Naoya’s flings. The older Zenin might have been a brilliant businessman back in the early ‘90s, but his elderly brain had deteriorated too far to see how, at this rate, his son would eventually drive the company and the prideful family to the ground.

Had you realized what you married into?

Probably not, but you didn’t deserve this.

Or, to put things the other way around, the Zenin family didn’t deserve you.

“Yo!”

Toji shot up from his seat just as his door crashed against the wall.

He turned to the sound’s source in surprise. Leaning against the entryway stood a personage with his white lab coat draped over his unsurprisingly shirtless chest. The incomer crossed his thick arms over his half-exposed tattoos, but one such arm frees itself to greet Toji with a mocking wave.

“Sukuna,” the older therapist grumbled, “I’ve told you to knock first.”

“Why?” the pink-haired man challenged, not caring how this must have been the hundredth time he heard the order. For him, this was in one ear and out the other. Rather than mind the complaint, he inspected his newly filed nails. “Worried I would walk into you fingering Mrs. Zenin again?”

“Only because that’ll make you jealous,” Toji retorted with equal spite, to which his colleague chose not to respond anymore.

Besides, as a savvy businessman, Sukuna knew how to pick his battles. He might come off as crude, but only because he understood that, with his financial acumen and incredible connections, he was an indispensable asset.

After some silence, Sukuna’s chest rose and fell with a long sigh. “Well, check your schedule, Fushiguro. You have an appointment coming up now.” Not only was he the most well-organized therapist but also the current receptionist on duty. He then huffed again. “Tsumiki’s mom has been waiting for you. I don’t know how you deal with such an impatient bitch. What the hell am I supposed to do when—"

And a hand shoved his face away before he could finish.

Sukuna, flinching from the unexpected approach, recoiled at a beaming woman that peered in from the door frame. Anyone would immediately notice that the overly excited client was beautiful. The plush of her full lips, the gentle arches to her face, the roundness in her doe-like eyes—her looks were akin to an angel constantly in awe. Most people could hardly believe that, with her youthful looks, she actually had a university-aged daughter (with whom Toji could see a strong resemblance, too).

Meanwhile, her large brown eyes scanned the office—the posters, the couch, the nearby mirror—until her gaze landed on Toji and lit up.

“Honey, I’ve missed you!”

Before someone could stop her, the woman welcomed herself into the premises, her lithe limbs swaying with her graceful figure. She sported a simple navy dress that contrasted with her true self because, as far as Toji knew, this woman was anything but simple.

In fact, as she sashayed into the room uninvited, Toji remembered the paparazzi pictures still sprawled on his desk. He caught Sukuna’s maroon gaze and scowled.

This is why I tell you to knock.

Hurriedly, Toji then pushed the photos under some files just as his client seated herself in the sofa seat closest to him. She then turned to her escort in the hall. “Thank you, Sukuna. You’re such a wonderful man.”

She might be oblivious to Sukuna’s irritation, but Toji did not miss the way his colleague hid a gag and rolled his eyes. “M'kay, whatever,” the pink-haired therapist muttered as he slinked back into the corridor.

Then, when Sukuna shut the door with him, she pressed her rosy lips together. “Aw, Strawberry Boy doesn’t want to join us. Guess he likes to play hard to get.”

“Mari,” Toji started, placing his right ankle over the other knee. He rested his back against his chair and held his hands behind his neck. “I do not think neither Sukuna nor any other therapist here is interested in you. Therefore, if you are seeking a summertime fling, I’d suggest you pursue someone else.”

Shot down, an exasperated Mari tossed her dark locks to one side, a die-hard habit of hers. “Like who?”

Like Naoya.

It was hilarious for Toji to think about how he was entangled with his cousin’s mistress, the very same lover in that paparazzi photo with the young executive. In fact, Toji had this theory that Naoya sent Mari here as a Trojan horse, a seemingly harmless client whose actual intention was to gather intel for the Zenin CEO from afar, a pretty façade to lure others into ruins. He didn’t have much evidence to back up the suspicion (yet), but he knew Naoya for long enough to be familiar with the silly games he’d play. Did Naoya and Mari really think that Toji would be so naïve?

“Well, in Tokyo, there are plenty of ways to meet people your age,” he finally suggested and had to suppress a slight smile before adding, “Unless...you’re into younger guys?”

Mari narrowed her eyes but for a millisecond. Had Toji not been at the top of his field, he would not have noticed. Nothing, however, got past him.

“But,” she responded, “I still like you most because you give me your time, Toji.”

Interesting. Because that would mean Naoya had been too busy for his poor sweetheart, hm?

No wonder Mari had been so frustrated. Life must be tough when one was merely the mistress of the Zenin Corporation’s CEO. Not only was Naoya Zenin a mediocre performer in bed, but the homewrecker role also came with no fancy balls, no formal recognition, and—if the affair was well-hidden—not enough public attention either.

Pity.

Toji leaned forward in one fluid motion, resting his elbows on his desk. “Do not misunderstand my intentions, though,” he clarified while lacing his fingers. “I spend time with you because, as your therapist, I am sadly obligated to do so.”

The woman frowned.

“Now, that’s not nice,” she pointed out, allowing her staccato to afflict him with guilt. "That’s not how to talk to your wife, my dear husband.”

And Toji snapped.

“Ex-husband,” he corrected forcefully. His startled client jerked backward in her seat, but that didn’t matter because he had to sternly remind her, “You were the one who filed for divorce, remember?”

Toji liked to think that he was a patient man. Well, he had to be. As he grew up, the pressure that came with the Zenin spotlight taught him to exert self-discipline and emotional regulation, skills that became even more pertinent in his current role.

As a licensed practitioner now, Toji was obligated to treat all clients equally regardless of background. But under no circumstance could he remove all biases when this was the very woman who split up with him, leaving his son Megumi and his stepdaughter Tsumiki under his care. Therefore, she had quite the audacity to keep visiting him at his office and still call him her husband, especially since she was Naoya’s mistress!

How sinister life could be. For years, no one—not even Toji himself—would have seen this coming: how his second wife would leave him, citing ‘irreconcilable differences’ on the divorce papers, only to become his first cousin’s secret girlfriend.

His sudden confrontation, however, must have caught Mari off-guard, for she began twirling at her strands again. “Just because we aren’t married anymore does not mean that I don’t think about you. It’s been so long since we’ve—"

“Three days,” Toji interjected. He had to hold his breath before his annoyance controlled him completely. “The last time you saw me was three days ago. That isn’t much long ago at all.”

The silence that ensued was admittedly awkward until Mari suddenly stood up.

For a moment, Toji had to hide his relief thinking that the appointment would end earlier than anticipated, but he should have known that Mari wouldn’t leave that easily. Instead, she approached him in slow steps, encircling the seated therapist like a vulture.

When she drew near, her hands skimmed up from his brawny arms to his equally well-built shoulder blades, gliding over his lab coat before her warm palms began to knead at his tired muscles.

“I...think about you more than I’d like to admit,” she whispered, an incantation that could set any lustful man’s heart ablaze. Her fingers continued to massage him in slow and circular motions, the gentle pressure over tight knots melting into a calm and comforting rhythm. “I care about you so...don’t be mean to me, alright? The words you sometimes say, they hurt me a lot.”

Her delicate hands crawled up to his chin next, her left thumb tugging at the plush pillow of his lower lip. The most dangerous thing about Mari wasn't how she embodied a young lady’s exuberance with a mature woman’s elegance. Rather, it was her ability to place spells like these. Back when he had less self-respect, Toji might have forgiven her and caved in, her simple but flirtatious touches like trances that could crumble his resolve.

But you still fuck your ex-wife?

Of all moments, your words from weeks ago decided to haunt him now, your revolted expression a clear image in his memory. His heavy-lidded eyes batted quickly as he came to a realization: Why was he doing this?

In the revelation, Toji stopped Mari’s wandering hands from traveling toward his black slacks.

“Mari,” he said very firmly. As he pulled her away from him, his green eyes held her shimmering brown ones. “No.”

“What?” Given the woman’s visible surprise, Toji could also imagine the smoke that fumed from her nose. After all, this was the same man who once would go weak on his knees for her. Mari stepped back, folding her arms defensively. “Why not?”

“You say that my words hurt you, but I would argue that you’ve hurt me far more,” the therapist explained. As he regained composure, he twirled his chair so that he could face his client squarely. “Have you heard? Your own daughter Tsumiki isn’t even returning to Tokyo for her university’s summer break because she is too ashamed to see you.”

“Good!” she shot, surprising the man with her soured temper. “Would not have cared to hear from her either! Tsumiki had always sided with you and your urchin-headed son. But you know what? You’ve changed, Toji. You, and all the other therapists here, too. I don’t know what has been up with you four, but this clinic was far better back when Naoya worked here.”

Toji had a talent for hiding the whirr behind his thoughts, but he could not conceal his surprise this time. Although he wanted to, he never bothered to mention Naoya in his appointments with Mari before. However, it turned out he didn’t have to be the first one to bring up his cousin since Mari did so herself. Had she not reminded him, Toji would’ve forgotten that Naoya was once a sex therapist too, the family pair once working several doors away from each other. 

Since the opportunity already presented itself, Toji took the chance to inveigle his ex-wife. He stood up from his office chair and closed the little gap between him and his glaring client. 

“Let me tell you something,” Toji started, his voice low but steady. “You genuinely think Naoya is all that great of a person? That man has received countless complaints from his former clients about manipulation and derogatory remarks. He’s disrespectful. He’s deceptive. He's a complete con man. Therefore, I would actually argue that our office is much, much better without that elitist and misogynistic asshole.”

Come on, woman. Take the bait. I’m waiting. Three, two...

“Naoya is not that kind of person,” Mari erupted, likely faster and with more fury than she intended.

Well, that was easy. Toji appeared unruffled from the outside, yet he grinned inwardly.

While he paid no mind to how the woman shook her hands from anger and flung a weak fist into his strong chest, he did—however—find more amusement when she added, “Spreading false rumors about your own relative doesn’t make you the bigger person.”

Unfortunately for her, she tended to act and speak before she thought, not realizing that rushing to Naoya Zenin’s side made her suspicious. 

“What? Do my claims about ‘my own relative’ upset you that much?” Toji challenged, quoting her words. He rolled his shoulders back after pushing the woman’s hands from his pectorals. “He’s my baby cousin, so naturally, I have seen his good and bad sides. Just throwing that out there. Unless,” his voice then dropped into a deep bass, “for some reason, you know something I don’t...?”

The inflection in his tone was purposely inquisitive, and he raised an innocent brow with his questions. He could see the emotions that threatened to spill past her walls, from how she furrowed her brows in contemplation to how she pursed her lips in wrath.

But Mari bit her tongue at the very last moment. “No,” she quipped and folded her arms defiantly. “Naoya is not my business.”

Sounded rehearsed, but oh well. The paparazzi photos from their recent Mexico getaway might prove otherwise, though.

“If you say so,” Toji shrugged. 

He was satisfied enough with Mari’s reactions to his cousin’s name, and he liked thinking about how two heartless people had found passion in each other. Just as Toji retreated to his seat, a knock rapped at the door and opened to Geto at the entrance.

“Time is up, boss.”

Even as the appointment ended and was followed by other clients that day, Toji’s mind buzzed into the evening. 

Call him obsessed, but—for himself, for his son, for his stepdaughter, for his colleagues, and for you—he sought revenge. As Toji mulled over his strategy in his home library that night, he could feel himself about to detonate like a time bomb when the apartment buzzer rang unexpectedly.

“Megumi!” Toji’s low timbers boomed, hoping that his son would hear him from his room upstairs. He chased toward the entryway in hurried steps, calling the teenager’s name again because only the boy’s high school friends would be visiting at this hour. Toji swung the door open. “Megumi! Yuuji and Nobara are downst—”

His words vanished when, in the place of two bubbly teenagers, there stood you. 

You raised your gaze from the ground, the overhead lighting leaving a warm glow on your features as you met Toji with reddened and lachrymose eyes.

“Can...we talk?”

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end notes: 1) For me, this was another challenging chapter to write, as I balanced between introducing the many layers behind our main therapist and inundating you—my lovely readers—with too much information without adequate context. 2) Originally, I had named Mari something else. I changed it because her name eventually reminded me of a different anime character and I didn’t want the association. Haha. 

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[officialyourdailyinspiration]

Truths to Live By - One Day at a Time

by William MacDonald

Devotional for September 27th

“But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.” - Revelation 21:8

It probably comes as a shock to anyone reading this verse that the fearful and unbelieving are listed together with what we would think of as outrageous, vile sinners, and that they will share the same punishment for all eternity.

It probably comes as an added surprise to note that the fearful are listed first. This should be tremendously sobering to any who excuse their timidity as a trifling matter. Perhaps they are afraid to accept the Lord Jesus because of what their friends might say, or because they are of a naturally retiring disposition. God does not excuse it as a trifle; He views it as culpable cowardice.

It should also be sobering to those who are listed second—the unbelieving. We hear people say, “I can’t believe” or “I wish I could believe.” But those are insincere statements. There is nothing about the Savior that makes it impossible for men to believe in Him. The trouble does not lie in man’s intellect but in his will. Unbelievers don’t want to believe on Him. The Lord Jesus said to the unbelieving Jews of His day, “…you refuse to come to me to have life” HYPERLINK "javascript:" NIV).

No doubt many of the fearful and unbelieving think of themselves as decent, cultured and moral people. In this life they would want nothing to do with murderers, with the immoral, or with those who practice magic arts. But the irony is that they will spend eternity together because they never came to Christ for salvation.

Their doom is “the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.” This is, of course, the supreme tragedy. People may argue about the existence of hell and the fact of eternal punishment, but the Bible is very explicit. Hell does exist at the end of a Christless life.

What makes it especially sad is that neither the fearful or the unbelieving or any of the others listed in our verse have to go to the lake of fire. It is completely unnecessary. If they would just repent of their fears and doubts and other sins, and turn to the Lord Jesus in simple, trusting faith, they would be forgiven, cleansed and made fit for heaven.

#William MacDonald #Truths to Live By - One Day at a Time #devotional #Revelation 21:8 #September 27 #2022

[hexpea]

In a world full of bureaucracy, you once found yourself married to Satoru Gojo in an arranged marriage. The task: carry on the Gojo bloodline for the sake of the precious Six Eyes and Limitless technique. Luckily for you, you were able to get out of that situation before producing an heir. With Satoru being the last remaining Gojo after some time, you successfully divorced -- or so you thought.

Now with a life of your own, and a new romantic partner, you were ready to settle down. But things are flipped upside down when you find out that your divorce was never fully processed. You must face that irksome ex-husband of yours one last time. *follows JJK timeline, no spoilers past S1* *smut warning in some chapter cases* *tw: graphic violence/possession* *y/n is fem* *pregnancy*

Ch. 1 - Divorcee

Ch. 2 - Expected

Ch. 3 - Parents

Ch. 4 - Conditions

Ch. 5 - Date

Ch. 6 - Dinner

Ch. 7 - Tryst

Ch. 8 - Morning

Ch. 9 - Ignorant

Ch. 10 - Problematic

Ch. 11 - Cursed

Ch. 12 - Wedding

Ch. 13 - Promise

Ch. 14 - Bridal

Ch. 15 - Missing

Ch. 16 - Temptation

Ch. 17 - Test

Ch. 18 - Search

Ch. 19 - Execution

Ch. 20 - Decisions

Ch. 21 - Seiko

Ch. 22 - Revelation

Ch. 23 - Reckoning

Ch. 24 - Fate

Ch. 25 - Cancellation

Ch. 26 - Sukuna

Ch. 27 - Aftermath

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[haveyoureadthismgyabook]

Series info:

Book 1 of Animorphs

Book 2: The Visitor

Book 3: The Encounter

Book 4: The Message

Book 5: The Predator

Book 6: The Capture

Book 7: The Stranger

Book 8: The Alien

Book 9: The Secret

Book 10: The Android

Book 11: The Forgotten

Book 12: The Reaction

Book 13: The Change

Book 14: The Unknown

Book 15: The Escape

Book 16: The Warning

Book 17: The Underground

Book 18: The Decision

Book 19: The Departure

Book 20: The Discovery

Book 21: The Threat

Book 22: The Solution

Book 23: The Pretender

Book 24: The Suspicion

Book 25: The Extreme

Book 26: The Attack

Book 27: The Exposed

Book 28: The Experiment

Book 29: The Sickness

Book 30: The Reunion

Book 31: The Conspiracy

Book 32: The Separation

Book 33: The Illusion

Book 34: The Prophecy

Book 35: The Proposal

Book 36: The Mutation

Book 37: The Weakness

Book 38: The Arrival

Book 39: The Hidden

Book 40: The Other

Book 41: The Familiar

Book 42: The Journey

Book 43: The Test

Book 44: The Unexpected

Book 45: The Revelation

Book 46: The Deception

Book 47: The Resistance

Book 48: The Return

Book 49: The Diversion

Book 50: The Ultimate

Book 51: The Absolute

Book 52: The Sacrifice

Book 53: The Answer

Book 54: The Beginning

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[girlbloggercher]

how to read the Bible

this is in order!

1. John

2. Mark

3. Matthew

4. Luke

5. Genesis

6. Exodus

7. Leviticus

8. Numbers

9. Dueteronomy

10. Romans

11. Galatians

12. Colossians

13. Proverbs

14. Ecclesiastes

15. Job

16. 1 Peter

17. 1 Corinthians

18. 2 Corinthians

19. Ephesians

20. Philippians

21. 1 Thessalonians

22. 2 Thessalonians

23. 1 Timothy

24. 2 Timothy

25. James

26. 2 Peter

27. 1 John

28. 2 John

29. 3 John

30. Jude

31. Psalms

32. Joshua

33. Judges

34. 1 Samuel

35. 2 Samuel

36. 1 Kings

37. 2 Kings

38. 1 Chronicles

39. 2 Chronicles

40. Ezra

41. Nehemiah

42. Jeremiah

43. Lamentations

44. Ezekiel

45. Joel

46. Amos

47. Obadiah

48. Nahum

49. Habakkuk

50. Zephaniah

51. Haggai

52. Zechariah

53. Malachi

54. Micah

55. Hosea

56. Luke

57. Esther

58. Jonah

59. Song of Solomon

60. Acts

61. Titus

62. Philemon

63. Hebrew

64. Isaiah

65. Daniel

66. Revelation

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[jtl-fics]

Math Nerd AU Masterpost

I’ll do my best to update this masterpost with the snippets / headcanons / asks about the Math Nerd AU. Some of these may not be used for the final product.

Future Past (1)

Recruiting Neil: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14)

Move-in Day: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12

Manilla Bet: (1 - 

Stupid Sexy Josten: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 

Ichirou and Neil Convo at Court: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10)

Andrew asks about Neil’s S.O. (Round 1): 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

Thanksgiving (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 - 32 - 33 - 34 - 35 - 36 - 37 - 38 - 39 - 40 - 41)

Alex (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31) 

Endless Summer: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 - 32 - 33 - 34 - 35 - 36 - 37 - 38 - 39 - 40 - 41 - 42 - 43 - 44 - 45 - 46 - 47 - 48 - 49 - 50)

Fall: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 - 32 - 33 - 34 - 35 - 36 - 37 - 38 - 39 - 40 - 41 - 42 - 43 - 44 - 45 - 46 - 47 - 48 - 49 - 50 - 51 - 52)

Break: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Andrew asks about Neil’s S.O. (Round 2): 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

An Understanding (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Winter Break Plans (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10)

Jean Moreau’s Safety (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

The Nest (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9

Leaving Castle Evermore: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19)

Moriyamas: ( 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 

Return to the Foxhole: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Recruits (1 - 2

Reunion: (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 )

Post-Reunion: (1 - 2 - 3 

Andrew has a revelation (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 

New Car (1

*** Non-Snippet information / Initial Thoughts

Math Nerd Tag on my Blog: Here

Initial Plot Synopsis: Here

Initial Ichirou scene: Here

Alex and Andrew: 1 2

How is he a Fox: 1 2

Neil’s Work: 1 2

Kathy Ferdinand’s Show: 1 2

Neil & Riko’s Talk after the Ferdinand Show: 1 2

Math Nerd AU! Ichirou Moriyama and Neil : Here

Riko in Math Nerd AU: Here

How Kevin feels about Ichirou and Neil : Here

Neil’s Mysterious S.O.: 1 2

Kevin’s opinion on Neil’s math: Here

Andrew’s Mental State (After he comes back): Here

Andrew’s Mental State (After Neil’s Death): Here

On Neil’s Reaction: Note

On Andrew’s Concerns: Note

EXTRA: 1 2

#Math Nerd AU #AFTG #AFTG AU #Andreil #Math Nerd Masterpost #Masterpost #Palmetto State Foxes #Last Updated: 3/20/24