#matron

[sonsieandthematron]

#matron

[soaring-trash]

I love the Matron SO MUCH OMG LIKE ANNFNFNSJJFUVHSNKAI she’s so 😳😙😍🤭😘😋😋🙂😍😳🤭

I also love her because she probably plays with her crows like puppies, she also girl bossed her way to god hood!?!? HELLO?!!?! HOW DO YOU TOP THAT!?!

#beautiful and mysterious women man #they get to me #godess #my god bbg #critical role vax #he’s still an orb #critical role #critters #critical role campaign 3 #bells hells #critical role fanart #fanart #matron #matron of ravens #vox machina #the mighty nein #BellsHells #criticalrole campain 1 #critical role c3 #criticalrole fanart #vaxildan #champion of the matron of ravens #god #ruidis

[fieriframes]

[What they created was a family story no one will tell. It's a photo album too terrible. But the pride and the pallor continue to swell. As the matron silently prays.]

#s09e07 fast food their way #guy fieri #guyfieri #diners drive-ins and dives #family story #photo album #one #pride #pallor #matron

[abybweisse]

Ch205, Spoilers part 1

Despite the cover/title art, we don't get flashbacks, yet again. However, we might get some coming up pretty soon. Since Snake has a big choice to make, we might focus on his backstory more than Finny's.

So, now Snake knows that Doll is one of the "people" benefiting from the blood collections... and presumably from organs, too.

Then the two main staff ladies stand in front in a move to protect Doll, I assume.

Theo questions them and directs a lot of his anger towards Doll, it seems. Understandable.

Oliver and Mabel are still holding jars with organs from orphans inside. The head matron pulls out a gun and shoots!

Finny, sweet Finny. He lunges to save Theo and the others, and he catches a bullet to the shoulder.

EDIT: Finny throws the jars at the two ladies; that's why they try to shield themselves!

But throwing the jars hurt his shoulder even more. Poor Finny.

Other half will be posted soon.

Yeah, it's a short chapter again....

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #ch205 #spoilers #kuro spoilers #kuroshitsuji spoilers #black butler spoilers #part 1 #part one #snake #doll #finny #finnian #fol orphanage #susan #matron #head matron #oct 17 2023

[karniss-bg3]

Worthy

"Kar'niss!" He snapped out of his trance, the echoing sound of his Matron bellowing his name quick to motivate him to rise. He scrambled out of his cobbled together bedding, nearly tripping over himself as he climbed the staircase so quickly he did so on all fours. His body ached, exhaustion his constant companion under the demanding nature of his keeper.

He rushed through the door of his Matron's chambers coming to the side of her lavish bed dripping in opulent dressing. Kar'niss dropped to his knees and bowed until the tip of his nose kissed the marble floor beneath him. "M-Matron, tell me your desire." Lounging in a sea of red and gold trimmed silk sheets was the lady of their noble house, Kyrzhal. Her white locks spilled over dark shoulders, scantly garbed in a sheer black night dress that did little to conceal her feminine form. Red eyes darted to peer at the cowering creature at her beside, her upper lip curling into a less than impressed sneer. "My desire? For you to be useful, just once." Her voice was melodic and alluring yet the deadly venom behind every syllable was baked in, permanent. She sat up and turned herself so her legs dangled over the bed's edge, leaning back on the palms of her hands. Despite her lithe build she towered over him upon her luxurious perch, her shadow cast over him like the looming threat she was. "I-I don't understand, mistress. I live to serve, live for you. My only purpose is to satisfy your every whim." Kar'niss's muscles tensed as he spoke, seeking to bow even lower though such was hardly possible. Kyrzhal tipped her chin upward indignantly, her thin fingers curling into the thick nest of bedding surrounding her. Her leg snapped forward in order to step on the back of his neck, applying a great deal of pressure which forced his face harder into the floor. He cried out from the sudden assault able to sense the threat of his nose breaking against the surface of the floor. "But my whims aren't satisfied!" She snarled. "Do you not understand? You continue to draw breath because of my mercy, my protection."

She applied more pressure to the back of the drow's neck causing him to claw at the floor in pain, trying to move out of instinct but finding himself held in place. "P-P--hrk! Please!" "You'll have to beg better than that if you desire my forgiveness. You'd still be shoveling rothe shit if I didn't pull you from the dung pits. Here I thought I had found a reasonable consort but instead I ended up with a sniveling child." She rolled her eyes and gave her fingers a curl until the knuckles popped one by one. "I'm ss--sorry! You're right mistress, I am l-lower than filth, unworthy!" His voice muffled against the floor, his lips now coated in the blood oozing from his impacted nose. The Matron exhaled a slow, frustrated sigh as the man begged for his life, a common occurrence in this household. Her foot soon relented the battery, lifting her leg to relinquish her hold. He jolted upright and clapped his hands over his nose, lines of crimson smeared across his lips and chin. She watched the display with a blank stare, as if annoyed by the reaction of her punishment. "The next time I tell you to make my bed properly, no lumps, no creases, no sheet out of place, I trust it'll be performed correctly the first time." Kar'niss nodded quickly while continuing to wipe the blood away now limited to breathing through his mouth, resulting in a nasally reply.

"Yes mistress, the first time. No mistakes, no creases, it will be perfect for my Matron. I promise!" "Good. Because next time you anger me, I'll remove your cock. It's likely the most useless feature you have. There are many drow men who are far superior fucks." Her eyes narrowed. "Now piss off. The mere sight of you disgusts me." Kar'niss grimaced at the threat but knew better than to argue. He'd bow to her once more and then slink free of her presence, crawling out of the room. He returned to his chamber rattled and on edge. His legs were still healing from the last time he displeased her, bound in bandages caked in dried blood. There was never a moment of reprieve, never a time he could so much as breathe without attracting her ire. He grabbed a rag to press to his nose which was now tender to the touch. He felt the biting sting of moisture collecting in his eyes threatening to escape. He bit them back despite the pain, despite the anguish, determined to be stronger than his Matron believed him to be. Retreating to a corner in his room he tucked himself away as far as he could manage, hoping the sparse darkness in the space would be enough to protect him. His luck would change one day he was certain of it. This was merely a test by Lolth, a rite of passage for him to become more than a plaything for a sadist. He had to do one thing first, the only thing that could ensure his freedom, his ascension. "Worthy. I. Will. Be. Worthy!"

#baldur's gate 3 #kar'niss #drider #bg3 #karniss #my writing #fanfic #headcanon origin story #backstory #drow #Matron #servitude #tw: violence #tw: abuse

[womenwithwhipstoo]

#caning #corporal punishment #matron #mishka silva

[miss-bridget]

“Now, let’s be a brave little gurl shall we? You want to lose all of that nasty male toxicity don’t you? I’ll administer all those beautiful feminine hormones and ease your transition. Matron does know best.”

#matron #transition #gurl

[tiruffmisu]

Since the winners have been announced for the dark deception fanart contest, I decided to post the thing here too! I had a bigger Tarot spread planned but decided to restrain myself a bit. BUT I do have some WIPs of some nixed concepts if you wanna see what could have been

#dark deception #doug houser #dark deception fanart #tarotart #dark deception agatha #dark deception doug #dark deception reaper nurse #reaper nurse #matron #the tower #joykill #mama bear #dark deception mama bear #agatha #dark deception bierce #gold watchers #dark deception gold watcher

[little-noko]

A strange cosmic phenomenon is occurring in the Ohayo region.

Abyssal Matron ! When I had to come up with an abyssal form for this one, I knew exactly what I wanted. Tentacles eldrich horror ~

Art and Ohayo region© @little-noko  

#my art #ohayo region #cosmic evolution #abyssal #matron #fakemon

[renthefox]

Words of Wisdom in the Divine Speaker Light Novel. I really like how English Dating Sim games are so much more than pr0n without plot. They not only feature an actual narrative but also make sure to talk about the human condition and society. Beyond romance, too.

#the divine speaker #indie game #Elliot the Great #Argo #Matron #philosophy #quotes

[sonsieandthematron]

#matron

[eatbabiez]

Sometimes deity work is just lighting their candles & pouring your heart out.

I’m sick atm so incense makes me cough even more.

Today I lit Lucifer’s & Lilith’s candle separately & just told them about things I’m thankful for & ranted about my journey so far

At first I felt bad about not giving them anything, or not meditating on them, etc. But they know that I’m sick. They know that I’m trying my best to strengthen my bond to them

Just writing about them on here counts as a devotional act already, so I’m even giving them sth :))

Don’t be too hard on yourself, if you ever cant do your daily ritual, or when you have a busy day where you can barely talk to your deities, they’ll understand 🖤

#deity work #lucifer deity #theistic luciferianism #demonolatry #lucifer devotee #lilith deity #lilith devotee #lady lilith #lucifer #patron #matron #encouragement

[madelineserenity]

Matron Angst

for fredthemosquito

lord i am so tired but writing this wasn't actually that hard, it was just getting started that i was dragging my feet on

also i decided that instead of writing present-day matron, i wanted to delve into her past instead. that was purely out of interest and realising i haven't done that yet, and has nothing to do with a lack of ideas with the former timeframe. yup. nothing to do with that at all siree.

i love friday afternoons 🥳

Her life was perfect.

She was certainly no trophy wife; she wasn't much younger than her husband and didn't have the ideal feminine figure, too muscular after her years of constant housework and maintaining the veggie garden. She wasn't the prettiest lady either by society's standards, but she didn't mind. After all, he made her feel like she was, and that was all she needed. She had been a working woman, too, until she lost her career to the Depression. Her son was 1-and-a-half-years-old then. It was hard, very hard, but she managed to find joy regardless of the struggles she and her new family faced.

After losing her job, she, like other newly-unemployed women, returned to being a housewife. She didn't miss work all that much. She wrote to her old co-workers, looked after her son, and soon her daughter as well, she planted the garden for when food was expensive or completely unavailable, she sewed, and she looked after the household.

At 5:30 sharp every afternoon, she stopped watching the stove briefly, carrying one child on each hip, to greet her husband as he arrived home from his work as a car repairman. Often, it was with a kiss before he took their son off her hip to tell him about his workday. Her daughter sat on the kitchen floor watching her mother cook instead.

They'd have a hot supper as a family before the children washed up and begged their father for a story. She was better at coming up with them, but she couldn't deny his talent for storytelling with such emotion in his voice. They sat by the kids' beds, with her brushing her daughter's hair out as the three of them listened closely to his exciting tales. Sometimes, there was time for a slow, candlelit dance together in the living room after the children were put to bed. They went to bed, and repeated it again the next day.

Her life was perfect.

As time wore on, her children grew and grew until they themselves had married and forged families of their own. The Depression finally came to an end. The motor repair industry had only found more and more success, but her husband never worked more than a 9 to 5. His evenings were dedicated to being there for his children, spending time with his wife, and indulging in those late-night slow waltzes. That was, until the kids were no longer kids and they left the nest. He came home one night excitedly announcing a promotion at work. It meant more hours per week, but he assured her it'd be worth it. They would retire comfortably, in a cozy home, together.

So, she continued on with her usual life. She never returned to work, believing she'd never need to with her husband's new, higher salary. She didn't write to many of her old co-workers anymore, friendships having slowly faded over the years. She called her son and daughter on the telephone at least twice a week. The veggie garden was replaced with flowers and bushes that required less labour to thrive. She took up knitting, and she took care of the household. She had a lovely, hot supper on the table by 7 now, instead of 6. She soon found herself wrapping up everything spare her own portion to put in the fridge and reheat for him whenever he got home.

She missed the cheeky pecks on the cheek. She missed the dancing, the heated, passionate nights in bed and the time spent together. She missed the compliments. She missed feeling beautiful.

That was alright. She was in her later years now, her hair greying steadily. She didn't have the energy to get on her hands and knees in the garden, harvesting potatoes and beans anymore. Who was she to wish her husband paid more attention to her, when he came home exhausted every night after putting food on the table?

She never complained. She listened as he vented about his frustrations with his superiors. Whenever he'd let her, she'd massage his tense shoulders and light a cigar for him before bed. She never mentioned how much she missed waking up next to him in the mornings, only for him to lie down and rest on the sofa after work, instead of next to her.

He wouldn't be having supper with her tonight. Another important dinner with some superiors, he'd said. She made sure his shoes were polished and clean, ironed one of his best shirts, and was pulling a blue suit jacket out of the closet to iron next when she noticed a white box tucked right in the back. Some shoeboxes had formed a slight layer of dust on top, but this one was pristine, presumably recently disturbed. What was it? She couldn't remember what the box was, although she assumed her memory was just failing her these days.

She pulled it out, suit jacket discarded on the neatly made bed as she opened it to find countless letters. Some were addressed to him, the others to some woman she didn't know. Why were they hidden from view was her question. The first few seemed perfectly normal after all.

Only, they didn't stay normal. Invitations to late night rendezvous and lustful professions of attraction signed with a lipstick marks. Increasingly explicit and detailed descriptions of... of what he would do to this woman. Or what she would do to him. She became increasingly desperate for answers and disgusted by what she read.

"See you tonight." signed off by him was the last straw before she threw the box into the opposite wall, one corner leaving a hole in the wallpaper and drywall. The letters scattered across the floor. She gasped for breath through her choked tears, lowering herself onto her bed slowly.

When he opened the bedroom door opened that afternoon to get changed for his "dinner", he was met with his wife raging and crying, mascara ruined and dripping down her cheeks, and the perfectly sharpened blade of a kitchen knife.

She thought her life was perfect.

For how long had it all been in her head?

#dark deception #torment therapy #reaper nurses #requested #matron #angst

[andijaart]

+++ 🙏🏻God Bless🕊️ +++

Saint Matrona Of Moscow. Orthodox Wooden Icon Silver Plated .999 ( 3.1" X 4.3" ) 8cm X 11cm. Handmade. Gift box.

💫 International Orthodox Art Corporation Andcross

May the blessing of the Lord be upon you!

#greek orthodox #orthodox #orthodox christian #orthodox christmas #orthodox church #orthodox icon #orthodoxia #russian orthodox #jesus #iconofaday #dea matrona #matron #saint arseny #saint george hozevite #saint warrior #saint george #icon of a day #tree of life icon #vladimir icon #church icon #russian icons #orthodox icons #iconography #icons

[snapiphany]

Midnighter, Vol. 2, #12

#comics #matron #huntress #helena bertinelli #midnighter #lucas trent #apollo #andrew pulaski #tw:blood and injuries

[thehodgepodgepagan]

Everyone has/will have their own beliefs and opinions about patronage and that's okay and valid and it's also an example of how individualistic this community can be once they get over their dogmatic mindset (where only one way, belief etc. is the right way and anyone doing it differently is wrong and so on). Just don't try and bash me or disrespect me because I believe differently than you.

Just to be clear these are my own person beliefs and opinions (i.e. my own UPG) you can integrate these beliefs and opinions into your practice if you want or you can ignore them because again they're my own personal opinions and beliefs surrounding patronage. If you believe differently or have different opinions than that's totally okay and valid too.

Consent is a major and important part of my practice so obviously it would also affect my beliefs and opinions around patronage. First of all, patronage to me is dedicating an aspect of yourself, your life, your practice etc. to a specific spirit or entity (or even a specific group, sect etc. of spirits or entities like the khthonic spirits and entities from the Greek pantheon) and living your life in a way that best honours that specific spirit or entity (or that specific group of spirits or entities).

Whether by adopting the morals, ethics and values of that specific spirit or entity or sharing the teachings of said spirit or entity in a way that's both respectful of not only the spirit or entity themselves but also those that you're sharing their teachings too. That obviously means not trying to force your beliefs and such down the person's throat or shaming the person if they don't resonate with whatever you're sharing.

It's the spirit or entity (especially when the patronage was proposed by the spirit or entity themselves) taking control and you trusting and allowing the spirit or entity to take control of your life or an aspect of your life. For example say the spirit or entity is in control of your finances and career.

They're essentially in control of directing your flow of income (among other things) and that means they're in charge of directing opportunities to make money to you and pushing you in directions where you can make more money.

They can also block said flow of income when they think its absolutely necessary, like maybe when you've been making yourself sick because you're constantly overworking or you've been spending your money irresponsibly and of course you being responsible with your money, but also giving yourself leeway to spend the money that you've worked so hard on on yourself and those you care for is a a way you can honour your patron/patroness. Money is fluid, it's not meant to be hoarded away, especially not if you're manifesting a flow of abundance into your life. How can there be a flow when the door is blocked by everything your hoarding away.

For the patronage to work properly you actually have to LISTEN to the spirit or entity you've chosen as your patron/patroness. You can't just decide to form a patronage relationship and not listen to the advice or warnings or whatever else the spirit or entity gives you, especially if it relates to an aspect of your life they're essentially "in charge of".

Setting boundaries is also a must for both you and the spirit or entity. Make sure that you're both clear on the dos and don'ts of your relationship, what you want out of the relationship and what you'd like to see from the relationship. Before you even consider proposing the idea/taking them on or rejecting the idea (if the spirit or entity was the one that proposed the idea), both you and the spirit have to lay everything out on the table and come to a compromise that you're both be okay and comfortable with.

A spirit or entity doesn't/can't automatically become your patron/patroness (at least not in my belief) especially if you don't know the spirit or entity that well yet, even if you knew the spirit or entity in a past life. That past life is over and done with this is a brand new life and you're a different person with different needs, wants, beliefs etc.

This kind of relationship requires A LOT of trust and before going into this relationship (or any relationship in general) make sure you absolutely trust the spirit or entity with your life, trust them to make the decisions that needs to be made and trust them to make sure that you aren't getting in your own way (because we definitely tend to get into our own way a lot of the times).

As long as both parties are receptive and interested in the idea than it doesn't really matter who proposes the idea (unless you have a thing about spirit/entity being the only one to propose things in general or the spirit/entity wants you to propose the idea/things). Just like the spirit or entity has to respect whatever response they get whether negative or positive, you also have to respect whatever response you get and try not to force the issue or let the issue sour whatever relationship you had with the spirit/entity before the topic was brought up.

Even with a "designated" patron/patroness (as long as you and your patron/patroness is okay with it), the rest of your spiritual support team can also have/still has some influence on an aspect of your life or your life in general. They just won't/don't have as big of an influence as your patron/patroness. That doesn't mean they're any less important than your patron/patroness and that their advice shouldn't be taken into consideration. Your patron/patroness just has a bit more say than they do and remember at the end of the day you have the final say because it IS your life.

You don't blindly have to follow along with whatever your patron/patroness (and SST) has decided and you shouldn't. Like I said, this is your life and at the end of the day your say in the matter is important and should be considered. If you don't like something speak up. This doesn't mean try and argue about everything, especially not when it comes from a place of feeling like you know better than this ancient being. It means if something genuinely doesn't sit right with you, go to your patron/patroness (and SST) and bring it up with them in a mature and respectful manner. Tell them why you don't like whatever has been decided and aren't comfortable with how things played out.

Now this doesn't mean that we'll always know what's best for us and there are and will be moments where the patron/patroness (and SST in some cases) will lower our volume buttons a bit and decide what's best for us in the moment. The same way we won't always know what's best for us, the spirit/entity might not either (it might not happen all the time but there will be moments) just tell them and remind them that how they handle another practitioner is not how you can be handled or, if you worked with the spirit/entity for a long while, how you needed to be handled five years ago is not how you can be handled now.

Now this isn't saying that you HAVE to have a patron/patroness. Patronage is not a mandatory thing and is definitely not needed to be a good or valid spirit/entity worker. It's definitely not something that should be rushed and neither do you have to have a patron/patroness at this time (or ever) if it's not something you want.

Personally, at the time that I'm posting this. I don't "officially" have a patron/patroness. Taking charge of my life is a group effort between me and my spiritual support team. They have influence over my finances and careers, my personal and social life, my relationships with myself and others, my healing work, my hobbies, my practice, my craft, my beliefs, my opinions etc. and I'm okay and happy with that.

I adore my spiritual support team (both those who stay permanently and both those who come and go) and I honestly wouldn't be in the place that I am without them. There have definitely been ups and a lot of downs but I wouldn't trade them for the world.

#Patronage #Patron #Patroness #Matron #Spirit work #Entity work #Diety work #Pagan #Practitioner