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skeletondeerart · 1 year

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Suffering in Silence

Sully Family x Fem Autistic Dream walker! Reader (Platonic) Word Count: 965 Words

A/N | I just watched ATWOW today, and can I just say I cried my eyes out and it was absolutely stunning. No spoilers don’t worry :) This is a vent fic based on my own experiences as an autistic individual!

TW: break-downs, panic attack, screaming, self depreciation, minor SH (hair pulling, hitting oneself)

The reader is the same age as Neteyam.

I knew I was different than the rest of the Na’vi, I was taken in by the Sully’s as an infant…but I was different. Even Jake didn’t understand me. Why did I feel so foreign in my own mind. I couldn’t handle the bustle of clan life, my composure breaking down at the constant overwhelming stimulation. I saw the look in my siblings’ eyes and the eyes of my parents, was it embarrassment or pity? I have no idea. I cried and screamed silently at night as I didn’t want to be even more of a burden to them, well that’s what I thought of myself.

It was a normal morning and I had said my goodbyes as I went off exploring the forests of the Omaticaya. But I wasn’t in the best state of mind. A series of self-deprecating thoughts swirled in my mind of how I brought shame to the family and how I was useless. In the depths of my mind, I didn’t see Jake nod to Neytiri as I left the stronghold on my Ikran.

I land in a cove around twenty minutes or so away and dismount. In the centre of the cove is a crystal-clear pond, I pet my Ikran on the nose before sitting by the water’s edge, I gaze at my reflection as tears well up in my eyes. My face distorting with the spell of emotion as I reflect. With a shaky breath I leant against the trunk of a looming tree and curling myself in a ball, rocking back and forth in a fruitless attempt to quell the ache in my head and heart.

I hate feeling like a failure, and I longed to be fit in. My body convulsed as screams clutched at my vocal cords, yet I didn’t let out a sound. My composure slipping through my finger like sand as my head flicked left and right as a stress response, my heels grinding into the rocks as if my soul was trying to escape. I’m not sure I’m in control anymore.

In my state of weakness, I failed to hear the landing of Ikran’s and two gasps before I was swarmed in a flash of blue.

And that’s when I screamed.

A piercing scream finally broke free making the blurry figures stumble back.

“GO!” I scream, ashamed that they had to see me like this.

“Baby girl…” Jake whispered as he crouched down about an arm’s length away. “Can I come closer” His eyes boring into mine, making me ball up tighter. I couldn’t bear the pressure of looking into his eyes, my fingers wound tightly into my braids and harshly tugged, grasping for any sense of relief.

“Hey-hey now” Jake spoke, and he gently pried my fingers out of my hair, his hand engulfing the crown of my skull as I throw my head back into the bark of the tree, his hand protecting my queue. Hushing noises came from Neytiri as she crawled up beside me and placed a hand on my knee to stop me from kicking. I was hyperventilating at this point as I whimpered out in between breaths.

“I-I’m sorry” I cry.

“It’s ok baby girl, just breathe” Jake murmurs, rubbing his thumb under my eye taking my tears away and taking in deep breaths urging me to copy.

“Don’t be sorry, there is nothing to be sorry for (Y/n)” Neytiri states, her eyes boring concern yet she stayed unmoving, like a rock in a rushing river.

I continued to rock myself and following Jakes breathing as he opened his arms up for a hug. I was slowly gaining my senses back as I fell into his awaiting embrace. After a while of Neytiri’s comforting gaze and Jake’s hand running up my spine, I spoke. “Can we go home now?” I whisper into his dreadlocks exhausted.

“Sure can, kiddo.”

Jake took me on his Ikran and Neytiri and my own followed closely behind, we soon arrived home to an awaiting Neteyam, Kiri, Lo’ak, Tuk and Spider.

Sighs of relief are heard when they spotted me hiding behind Jake’s legs, his and Neytiri’s hands intertwined with my own.

“(Y/n)! You’re home!” Tuk called as she came barrelling into my legs, earning a small smile from me, I miss the loving look Jake and Neytiri send each other.

“Glad to see you’re safe sister” Neteyam called as he gave me a pat on the shoulder as we enter the home.

“You alright (Y/n)? I’ll find out if anyone hurt you and ill show them not to mess with the Sully’s” Lo’ak called as he caught me affectionately in a headlock before being swiftly removed by Neteyam as he called him a Skxawng (moron).

“Oh (Y/n), you’re not hurt, are you?” Kiri questions with her brows knitted.

“No, no. I’m fine.” I murmur my voice fragile from wailing and screaming myself raw, Tuk feeling my mood she wrapped my calf in a tight embrace as I lean and caress her scalp with a smile.

Spider stayed relatively silent as he watched from afar as I go and lay down in the bed. Utterly drained from the emotional distress I had to endure.

With a heavy sigh I lay gingerly on my back and let my eyes fall closed. That was until I felt everyone clamber into the bed around me, shielding from the outside world. As everyone got comfortable, I relaxed into Jakes side with Neteyam to my other and Tuk splayed on top of me.

“We love you (Y/n); we will always be here for you.” Everyone whispered as we all rested together. I couldn’t help the tear slip down my features as I fell into a blissful sleep surrounded by my family. The family who loves my unconditionally.

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jazzafayesworld · 7 months

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Welcome to Nowhere...

Summary: Based off the prompt I snagged from @writing-prompt-s: You run a café on the edge of life and death. Souls who have been departed from their bodies temporarily, such as in comas or near-death experiences, can relax in your quaint cafe for as long as they need before they can either return to their bodies or begin their journey to the afterlife.

CW/TW: mentions of death/near death experiences, mentions of blood and broken bones. Swearing.

Word count: 1.7k

A/n: I've never written anything before, so please bear with me and be kind 😭

"Welcome to Nowhere!" is heard as a few new faces float in around the cafe's doors. A jingle of the bell atop the door sounds as the door closes behind the young man as he enters. The cafe is surprisingly bigger inside compared to its smaller seeming exterior. He mulls to himself while wondering where he is and why he is suddenly in a cafe. As if pulled by some kind of mystical gravitation, the man queues himself in the line. As a young waitress comes around to check on a table she just served coffee to, you look up from the register to greet the newest arrival.

"Welcome to Nowhere. My name is Y/n! What can I get started for you?" You say with a smile.

"Huh?" He says. The poor blonde looks confused, You think. "Where the fuck am I?" You respond, still smiling,

"You're at Nowhere. It's okay. This happens alot. Would you like something to ease your mind while you decide?" He frowns.

"The fuck do you mean this happens alot? Where the fuck am I?" You quickly glance past him to make sure he's the only one in line before answering.

"As I've already explained, Mr. Bakugo, you're in Nowhere. I'd be happy to give you something to ease your mind while you make a decision and offer you a seat, or I can get you something to go so you can continue your journey. You're free to gloss over our menu items in the meantime." You extend a menu out for him to take, which he does, snatching it away from you. "How the hell do you know my name?" He scowls as he scans over the menu.

"I know everyone who sets foot in my doors, Mr. Bakugo. Or do you prefer Lord Explosion Murder God Dynamight?" You say with a small smirk. His scowl deepens. "Bakugo's fine." He replies gruffly "an' a medium black coffee."

"Sure thing!" You chirp. "Will you be deciding or continuing your journey?"

"The fuck's that mean?" He snaps. You chuckle softly.

"Newbie. I forgot. Will you, as the humans say, be dining in, or is this to go?" Bakugo looks at you quizzically before answering. "Dinin' in or decidin', whatever the fuck ya said."

"Alright then. Just find a place, and I'll have it right out." Bakugo stalks over to the nearest empty seat and plops down as he waits for you to make his drink.

You come over a few minutes later and gingerly set the mug down in front of the hulking man. "Here you are, Mr. Bakugo. Is there anything else I can get you? A snack? A meal? Advice?" You glance over his face noting how handsome he is with his chiseled jaw peppered with light stubble, only to be met with his piercing red stare that shook you from your thoughts.

"Oi, dumbass-" "Y/n." you interrupted. "Whatever," He scowls, making frown lines prominent on his otherwise pretty face. "I asked ya if you could tell me what I'm doin' here." You glance back at Chiyoko who is now at the register greeting some new guests before sitting down across from the stoic man.

"As I've stated before, you are in Nowhere. Many peoples and cultures call us by different names- Purgatory, Limbo, etc. I just call it Nowhere because it is exactly where you are." Bakugo looks over your lithe frame skeptically while he takes a sip of his coffee. “Uh huh…”

“Nowhere is the place Souls come when they are temporarily misplaced whether it's astral projection,a trance, a coma, or a brush with death, well, Shinigami in your case.” You continue as his fingers tighten their grip on the opaque mug.

“She was quite upset that the Number One hero got caught in her crosshairs. However, she granted mercy as Midoriya and Kirishima were able to get you medical help in time.”

Bakugo slams his mug down in frustration, nearly breaking it. “Oi, ya mean to tell me Shitty Hair and the fuckin' Nerd saved my ass?! I'm the Number One hero! I’m supposed to do the savin', not be the one saved like a fuckin' damsel in distress!”

You simply shrug. “I’m just telling you what I know.” Bakugo stills for the first time since his arrival. “....How do I leave…?” You can hear the uncertainty in his voice at the prospect of not returning home.

“Simple, you make a choice. Do you want to go back to living as the Number One hero or would you rather cement your legacy as the Number One hero and move on? Should you wish to return to the Above, take the front door back out to continue deciding. If you wish to move onto Infinity, take the door off to the side to continue your journey.”

“Y/n! You’re needed at the counter!” Chiyoko calls out as she rushes past the pair of you, behind Bakugo, carrying a tray of various coffees.

You nod at her then look back at Bakugo. “Take all the time you need. Call me if you need me or you’ve made a decision.” You walk away, greeting the newest addition into the cafe.

Bakugo stares into the almost empty mug, deliberating his choices. Do I wanna go back to being Number One? I love being the best, but I miss my dad. If I stay here, I could see my old man. What about Deku and Kiri? Would they be okay if I'm gone? He gets startled from his thoughts, and with clenched fists prepared to swing, he looks over at the supposed aggressor when his eyes widen like saucers.

“AllMight?”

“Hello young Bakugo. Well, I suppose you’re an adult now, aren’t you?” He claps a large hand on Bakugo’s shoulder, making the blonde feel sixteen again.

“Why-How…What the fuck?” He asks bewildered. AllMight laughs heartily.

“It’s a little difficult to explain, however, I am glad to see you as well, young Bakugo.” AllMight sits on the seat to the right of Bakugo. “How is life back home?” Home.

“Still full of villains but I kick their asses. I surpassed you as Number One like I fuckin’ said I would. You and the shitty Nerd.” AllMight shakes his head with the laugh crinkling the corners of his eyes.

“Wouldn’t expect anything less form you, young Bakugo. How is young Midoriya and the others?” He shrugs as Chiyoko swings by with a pot of coffee for his refill.

“Izuku’s fine. Happily married with a brat on the way. Ei and I started our own agency. Blew IcyHot’s out the fuckin’ water. Won a bunch of awards and shit.” He says with a smirk making AllMight grin with fondness for the pro hero.

“I am proud of you. Proud of all of you.”

Bakugo and AllMight talk for what seems like hours about different topics in the young hero’s life. “How the hell are ya even here? Aren’t ya s’posed to be in Paradise or some shit?”

“I help Y/n with the Souls that arrive to Nowhere. It’s easier for some if they see a familiar face like the Symbol of Peace.” Bakugo grunts in understanding as he takes a swig of the steaming roast. “So,” AllMight begins, “have you chosen if you are deciding or if you are going to continue here?”

Bakugo pauses for a second. “I have.” AllMight stands giving a smile.

“I’m glad you made the right choice for you. You have become a remarkable hero, young Bakugo. I am proud of you.” He pulls Bakugo into a hug. “I’ll be on my way to be a Symbol of Peace for another. Goodbye, young Katsuki.”

“See you around, AllMight.” Bakugo stands from his seat and heads toward you at the counter to pay for his coffee.

“No need. It’s on the house.” You say with a wink. “‘S a shitty business practice, Spooks.”

“Spooks?” You look puzzled at the nickname. “Spooks. Ya look like a damn ghost.” You chuckle and it makes the corner of Bakugo’s mouth quirk upwards. He walks towards the door. “Safe travels, Bakugo.”

“Katsuki. Call me Katsuki.” You smile at him.

“Safe travels, Katsuki.” The chime of the doorbell cries out.

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“Call the doctor! He’s waking up!” Doctors and nurses scramble around checking on the pro hero. A week has gone by since Bakugo woke up, and Kirishima filled him in on his condition. During the battle with a villain with a liquid nitrogen gauntlet quirk, the building Bakugo was launched in had a fault in the foundation, causing the building he was in to rapidly collapse.

“You been in a coma for 2 weeks. Ya got caught in the fallin’ debris when the bastard hit you with his quirk one last time. Midoriya was the one to find and dig ya out while I arrest the villain. Doc said you’d broke yer leg, a few ribs, collapsed a lung, an’ damn near shattered your left arm completely. Luckily, they were able to save it but ya might have trouble using your quirk in that hand.”

Rubbing his uninjured hand over his face as he takes in the news, Bakugo sighs. “Fuck. How long am I out?”

“Doc said a few months. Commission said they’ll handle medical expenses since yer injuries are extensive and the faulty building was their fault.” Kirishima comments. A buzz of the phone in his pocket pulls Kirishima away from his conversation. “Gotta go. Time for my shift on patrol. I’ll swing back by with katsudon later, k?” He waves as he leaves.

Bakugo carefully turns up the volume on the news with his uninjured hand to continue watching the news footage of the attack. Film footage of the attack showed the building collapsing on the outside, then cutting to Deku carrying a mangled and bloodied Dynamight out of the building and placing him quickly into an ambulance that was on standby.

Breaking News! Pro Hero Dynamight, who was in critical condition, woke up from his two week coma. After fighting the notorious villain, CryoStone, Pro Hero Dynamight was caught in the rubble of a collapsing building. Reporter Hatsumi Saisei is on the scene. Hatsumi Saisei reports,”Here we are outside of Central Hospital where we just received confirmation that Dynamight has woken up from his coma. Sources say that he has sustained substantial injuries and will be taking leave for an extensive recovery period. From all of us in Tokyo, and Juzo News, Dynamite, we wish you a speedy and healthy recovery.”

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Months later, a jingle of the bell atop the door sounds as the door closes.

"Katsuki, Welcome to Nowhere!"

#mha bakugou #bnha #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugo x y/n #katsuki bakugo x reader

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bella-goths-wife · 11 months

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Truth in a picture part one

Father lost boys x reader

“Are those box’s too heavy” your boss, Paul asked concerned

“No I’m fine” you reassure as you lift the box cautiously

You had been working for Paul for a few weeks now. He was a good boss and was kind, he always defended you from rude customers and overall looked out for you.

Working as Paul’s employee was practically heaven, apart from the dirty surroundings. So you decided that since Paul couldn’t do it himself on the account that he was an old man, you would do it for him.

“You seem spacey today” Paul commented as he hovered around you as you lifted box’s “something wrong?”

“Just got a lot on my mind” you say offhandedly as you start to unpack the old box’s your found in the back

“Want to talk about it?” Paul asks concerned

“Nah I’ll be fine” you say with a gentle smile and a shake of you head.

Today was the day that you would be meeting up with James and Michael at the bar. Today was the day you would trick your fathers. You were nervous but you were also curious

As you were lost in your thoughts you pulled out a photo. The photo was folded back so the only visible person was a young woman who had surprisingly similar looks to yours

“Ah I see you’ve found Katie” Paul comments sadly as he looks at your confused face “she looks so happy in this photo”

“She does” you say with a furrow in your eyebrows as you look at this woman with fading familiarity.

“It’s a shame I couldn’t frame it” Paul sighs as he goes into the back to get another coffee

As your about to question him, you unfold the photo and see an shockingly familiar face staring back. David’s blue eyes glared into the camera and effectively pierced your soul.

He had his arm thrown around the woman’s shoulder and was kissing her other hand as he looked at him with a smiley, amused face.

Thoughts rushed through your head like fast cars on a motorway. How did David know this woman? Was she one of his victims? Why does she look so familiar?

Your broken from your thoughts when Paul emerges and looks inside the box before plucking another photo out.

“This one it a good one too” Paul says with a smile “it was taken just a few days before she…”

Paul cuts himself off as he sighs and puts down the photo on the counter and you take a good look. It’s the same woman as before holding a infant, you’d say around 2-3 year old. She’s kissing the girls forehead and the child has a delighted look. Why does that little girl look so familiar?

“My granddaughter” Paul breaks the silence with a sullen tone “she went with Katie and never came back, she was a good kid”

“What was her name?” You ask as you comfortingly stroked his back when you saw tears well up in his eyes

“Y/n” he answered and you looked at him taken aback “I know, the universe surprised me when you walked in”

You head an engine rev outside and you look as Paul sadly as he takes the queue to wipe his eyes. You look at the photo once more and a wave of ice fills your blood.

While his backs turned, you take the photo and stuff it in your pocket before standing in front of him and hugging him. He doesn’t respond at first but he then embraces you.

“My uncles here” you announce as you release Paul “I have to go”

“See you Monday kid” Paul says as he pats your back

You rush out the bookstore and see Paul waiting on his bike with a bored look. Thank god it was Paul, he couldn’t read your emotions for the life of him.

“You good?” He asks with a frown as he hears your elevated heart beat and looks at the store with a glare “your boss being a creep?”

“No just running around after a customer” you lie and you get in the bike and wrap you arms around his waist.

Paul just shrugs his shoulders and takes the two of you to the cave on his bike.

Thank god he couldn’t sense your fear.

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“Hey baby” Dwayne greets you at the entrance of the cave with a hug “I’ve made dinner for you so you have enough energy for tonight”

“Okay dad” you say without thinking

“Dad?” Dwayne says with a questioning look, that wasn’t your usual name for him

“Sorry, I’ve got a lot on my mind” you say almost impatiently

Dwayne nods suspiciously and you rush past him to the living area. He calls after you but you send a half thought of excuse over your shoulder at him.

You look to see if anyone was in the living room, when you saw the coast was clear you walked towards the wall of the cave quickly.

You look up at the only photo that was hung up. A picture of your fathers standing together with a young you in David’s arms as they adoringly look at you.

You almost smile at the photo before an icy reminder runs down your spine. You had to stay on task

You pull out the photo of Paul’s daughter and her child. You look at it one more time before holding it beside the photo of you and your fathers.

You looked identical to the girl in the picture.

The reveal almost makes you drop the photo but your fear compelled you to grip it tight. What the fuck?

You were Katie’s daughter, you were Paul’s granddaughter. You were not your fathers child, they stole you.

Why would they do this? What did they do to Katie? Why didn’t they tell you? Were you just a pet to them? Or even worse, were you a future meal?

“You okay kid?” You heard David question from behind you, you turn and stuff the picture in your back pocket

“I’m f-fine” you stutter out as you try to act naturally

David just sighs and puts his hand on your shoulder while the other goes to your cheek. He looks at you with a reassuring look

“If your worried about tonight, don’t be” he reassures as he rubs your cheek lovingly “Paul will be there to protect you if things get out of hand”

“I know dad” you say with a forced smile “I need to get ready”

You rush out of his arms and walk down the caves halls with a fast pace. You reach your room and one thing goes through your mind

You have to get the fuck out of here.

#slashers x reader #lost boys x reader #lost boys x child reader #platonic lost boys x reader #yandere lost boys x reader #poly lost boys x reader #yandere lost boys #dad lost boys #the lost boys #lost boy x reader

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ownedbyaborzoi · 11 months

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Sorry for the lack of updates. I had a dog show this past weekend and spent last week getting ready for it and then this week recovering from it. It was a good show though, my boy took BOS and OH BOB at the Turquoise Trail Borzoi Club specialty on Saturday under an esteemed breeder judge - beating a bunch of really nice dogs including one of the top dogs in the country for that win. Totally shocked me, I expected to be dumped all weekend 😂 He now just needs two points for his grand championship! Hopefully we’ll get those two points this fall and then it’s on to lure coursing and maybe some LGRA straight racing. Hoping he can get his field championship to become a dual champion - he certainly loves chasing that plastic bunny so fingers crossed! He is also my absolute heart and soul, the love of my life. My first borzoi, my first show dog, my first AKC champion, and I have had such a blast with him.

SBOS CH Avalon Perlova MHD She Loves Me JC TKI VHMA “Pierce”

Later this week I’ll try to get my queue refilled

#nonsims

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bohemian-nights · 1 year

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If you can would you ever write a fanfic or some points from Daemon's POV of him falling in love with Nettles and his feelings for her? Now I'm really intrigued especially after reading your posts about Daemon defying Rhaenyra's orders. Thank you for your time.

Request recieved 🫡 I’m glad you found my view's on Daemon and Nettles' relationship interesting. Yeah, there isn’t much on Daemon’s feelings toward Nettles from his perspective. Lol, it’s unexplored territory, which is a crime, given how fascinating they are as a couple.

Seriously you wouldn’t expect a guy like Daemon to fall in love with someone like her. Sleep with? Yeah sure. Most men aren’t that picky with who they roll in the hay with, but to actually love to the point where you are willing to give up your life and defy your wife and queen's orders for? No, Netty really must have pierced his soul to do that🤷🏽‍♀️

Anyway, this is a really great idea. I will add this to my writing queue ✍🏽

#daemon x nettles #dattles ask #hotd ask #dattles #ask #probably won’t get around to it until mid/late April but I will write at least a one shot on this #daemon targaryen #nettles #bnasks #bnhotdask #bnhotdfic

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quotation--marks · 6 months

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‘I think, Margaret,’ she continued, after a pause, in a weak, trembling, exhausted voice, ‘I am glad of it - I am prouder of Frederick standing up against injustice, than if he had been simply a good officer.’ ‘I am sure I am,’ said Margaret, in a firm, decided tone. ‘Loyalty and obedience to wisdom and justice are fine; but it is still finer to defy arbitrary power, unjustly and cruelly used - not on behalf of ourselves, but on behalf of others more helpless.’

Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South

#north and south #elizabeth gaskell #1855 #1850s #19th century #english literature #queue pierce my soul

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plushyteeths · 2 years

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gender envy but it gets randomly concerning gonna be updated occasionally !!

+ ravens + it’s the end of the world as we know it by r.e.m. + the snail bomb from half dead 3 + the creatures from gtfo + black cats with solid white eyes + mothman + forget-me-nots + facial scars & piercings + stick n poke tattoos + early 2000s band rubber bracelets + gloomy bear + the russian sleep experiment + the vibes of a city after dark + pitbulls + anthrax [the disease , not the band] + pink & green plushys + bags covered in pins & keychains & patches + weird really specific vintage pins/graphic tees/etc + dermestid beetles + turkey vultures + banshees + teeth + wet specimen hearts + bible accurate angels + kandi accessories + “i am made of memories” from the song of achilles + like , the entirety of cemetery boys + crona from soul eater + get cool by stray kids + also god’s menu by stray kids + also also back door by stray kids + guts + hanahaki disease + the bandsintown logo + samsara room + endermen + cherries + lord death from soul eater + dr stein from soul eater + grell from black butler + undertaker from black butler + the word boom + infections + ankou + the like ,,, apple spice candle scent + the word swarm + “history , huh ?” from red , white , & royal blue + baz grimm-pitch + full body stims + magpies + the black dahlia [esp the mouth cuts] + semi-sweet chocolate chips + scott pilgrim vs the world ruined a whole generation of women by negative xp + rosaries & straight razors + existential crises + the word queue + frog skeletons + dandelions + crocuses + the moon from soul eater + the word hollyhock + scourge from warrior cats + the horseman of pestilence + bloody noses + oogie boogie & boogie’s boys from the nightmare before christmas + the scary teddy from the nightmare before christmas + spraypaint + steel-toe docs + sour candies + scars on your knees from skinning them alot + buttercups + smoking + the word heretic + shane madej’s vibes + there is no game : wrong dimension + my oversize walking dead tshirt + izze blackberry soda + plushtrap from fnaf4 + this one bunny plushy i have with really long limbs + toothfaeries + swamp creatures + birds that look like they know everything and then some + red lights by stray kids + the pretender by foo fighters + beat up old notebooks crammed with sketches + collarbone piercings + the blood eagle [i suggest not googling this] + ballora’s voice + the bonnie song + the word skitter + coils of wire + wooden boxes filled with little random trinkets n things + necrosis of the flesh [another thing i suggest not googling] + basement gerard + picking up nightcrawlers and having a religious moment + lilypads + alternates from the mandela catalogue + the heaven’s gate away team patches + polaris & yildun from star crossed lovers + aaron from dear , door + my kitten’s 3am zoomies + venus flytrap genderbend art + corpse flowers + tons of rings + hands covered in plasters + creepy plushys + button eyes + the other wybie from coraline & regular wybie too + beetles ,,, just as a concept ,,, beetles + femboys ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, + hipbone piercings + beppi the clown from cuphead + many many many eyes + balljoint dolls + haunted toys

#plushys bite back

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unlikelymilkshakedream · 2 years

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A/N: apologies for distant lately, this was somewhat of a meaningless free write, didn't expect it to be anything but thought I'd share it nonetheless. Let me know what you guys think <3

In the bustling morning, I passed a small Cafe on my way to work. Peering inside the cozy location, I wondered to myself if the fast pace atmosphere was worth the three dollars for an energy boost in my bland schedule. I decided it was worth it and as I heard the jingle of the bells atop the now open door, a shrill voice called out,

"Welcome to Jamisons!" I offered a small smile followed by a wave as I examed the scene in front of me before joining the queue of busy travelers. As I looked upon the menu for the first time, I decided to keep it cheap and simple and ordered a medium sized cappuccino for three dollars. It wasn't an overly long wait as I occupied a small table.

I checked my phone as I waited to no avail and became bored upon glance. I decided to study the scene in front of me instead of an electrified screen. I looked up and saw that the cafe was not only comfortable, but instead seemed to offer a trip back in time to the 90s. It wasn't expected but it was also welcomed. I felt as though a pair of orbs were resting on my shoulder as I shifted my gaze from en elderly couple to the table next to me.

There, I saw a younger woman looking around until our eyes eventually met. A blush dusted her cheeks as I let out a chuckle. She looked up from where her eyes had fallen to the sketchbook in her palm until they met my hazel occulis.

I looked her over, she had blue eyes that seemed to be the brightest part of her face, followed by a small nose with a ring on the right nostril and red cheeks that were aflame as she seemed to be trying to find something to say to me. She had short hair once brown, now died purple and was accompanied by a grey overcoat lounging on the back of her chair.

I looked down to the sketchbook in her hands and could safely say I was impressed. Drawings littered the page l, small bubbles floating from a fish's mouth with a hook through it.

"Thats a nice drawing you've got there," I said with a smile. She returned the smile as she seemed to light up.

"Thank you, I've been working on it for about a day and half. The only thing I can't seem to get right are the eyes," she said with a chuckle to which I returned.

"I draw as well and I agree they seem to be tricky to master. Some say they show people's souls, if you believe in that sort of stuff I guess," I say with a laugh as I stare into her piercing blue eyes.

"I've heard that as well, so how bout you? Do you believe in that sort of stuff?" She asks as she bits her lip, looking into my eyes.

"More of a two part question I suppose. First, if someone believes in souls, second if someone believes eyes show them. For me, I like to think that souls are based on who people are, and that comes straight from the heart," I offer a smile.

She gazes at my and for a moment, we just study each other. It's not at all tense, it's just.. nice. Silence speaks volumes and I can't quite figure out what hers is telling. Just as she's about to say something in response, I hear my number called. I look down to the sheet of paper in my hands before I rejoin her line of sight.

"That's me I suppose," I say as I hold up the number and begin to stand. I walk to grab my drink to go, mentally trying to prepare myself for the say ahead. Throughout my walk to the counter, I ponder on the conversation I just had, intriguing and amusing.

As I turn around to leave, I see her lean over the chair with a piece of paper in her hands, I look at her and she smiles.

"I know we just met but, if you ever want to do something, I dunno, draw eyes or whatever, have at it." She says with a giggle. I smile and take the note from her.

"Thank you," I paused, realizing I haven't learned her name yet.

"Melanie." She confirms with a smile to which I mirror.

"Melanie," the name feels like honey rolling off my tongue and past my lips, she's intriguing and I can't help but wonder if I'll ever put what I assume is a phone number on the other side of the note to use.

"Hopefully I'll see you around sometime," with that and a smile, I depart from the coffee shop, knowing that was the highlight of my day as I cannot for the life of my seem to get my mind off those blue irises as I continue my journey to my mundane life, knowing the girl in the coffee shop has piqued my interest.

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hasgutz-archived · 2 years

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@bbysttr asked: belt loops - pull my muse closer by their belt loops ⛓ deafening silence prompts: accepting !

There’s a soft smirk on his features as he’s crossing the distance between himself and Steve, a mischievous, simmering sparkling in his eyes as he stands over the other as he sits on the couch. ❛❛ So, did you wanna watch that movie, or... ❜❜ His brows shoot up when Steve’s fingers curl in the unoccupied loops of Oz’s pants, & Oz is quick to grin as he’s tugged closer, immediately crawling onto Steve’s lap and draping his arms over his shoulders. ❛❛ This is definitely a better alternative... ❜❜ They muse with a hum, tilting their head as they drag their fingers through Steve’s hair. ❛❛ But we’re watching the movie eventually, Harrington. ❜❜

#THROWS THIS AT THE DASH AND RUNS AWAY #well into my queue but still #RUNS #❪ interactions ❫ 💀˖*#suggestive tw #bbysttr #queue pierce my soul

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limelyrics · 6 months

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Happy Hollow and the God Club/ハッピーホロウと神様倶楽部

Can’t feel a thing, no, not a thing, nothing’s happy

Cannot find joy and I cannot feel safe

Everyday’s going at a frightening pace

Everywhere I go is a frightening place

I heard about a kid kicked outta school today,

Said he was outed as a bully and he had to pay

See this world just isn’t made for me or anybody who associates with anybody

Ah,

What should I do? What can I do?

Come and tell me why I feel like dying, ‘cause the feeling ain’t new

All throughout my brain, cobwebs are strewn

Everything I’ve thought of, I’ve already thought through

Happy hallow!

I’m praying to you, why don’t you get rid of the things that make me blue

Give me just a moment of peace for a while and I’ll always love you

The clock strikes midnight

A dazzling fright

A group of misfits gathering together underneath the pale moonlight

Now everybody

Why don’t you follow me?

Divert yourself with God, become devotees!

The leader of our club is someone who can’t be seen

He’s a puppet, he’s a prophet, he’s what you want him to be

Twisted delusions, verbal abuses, we can fill him up with all those excuses

Strip away all of the pride you held before, when you come around here, nothing matters anymore

Carve a smile into that jack-o’-lantern, dance until you can’t anymore

Ah, once more, we’ll kneel before the god of the happy hollow that each one of us adores

Can’t feel a thing, no, not a thing, nothing’s in me

Everything is empty, so I bid you adieu

There’s nothing in particular I wanna do

Everything I’ve thought of, I’ve already thought through

Even if I go through life without a single sin

Even if I die always ignoring my whims

In the end, I’d end up in a coffin in a hole, slowly rotting from the outside in

What should I do? What can I do?

Come and tell me why I feel like dying, ‘cause the feeling ain’t new

My life is blurring in and out of view

My heart is pounding heavy and it might push through

Happy hallow!

I’m praying to you, why don’t you get rid of the things that make me blue

Pierce me through the heart, and give me something that I can look forward to

Dingy coyotes

Cats, rats, and puppies

They sulk around and gather far away from the dimly lit town

Now everybody

Why don’t you follow me?

Let’s have a blast and go out on a big spree

The leader of our club is someone who can’t be seen

Not a soul has every seen him, he’s an eldritch entity

Anything obscene, anything sleazy, he’ll accept it all and just leave you be

Everybody here has the chance to be a star, everybody can do something so incredibly bizarre

Throw a white sheet over your body, cut some eyes, and dance to who we truly are

Ah, again, we say amen as another joins the score and prays to that we which we adore

Don’t wear yourself out by being so self conscious

After all we’re gonna end up skeletons and such

Wearing away at the things that keep you sane, living life by the book and just following the queue

Go ahead and live like that

No, don’t let me stop you

Ah,

Come on, take a peek and join all the freaks who drag along all their ugly souls

And even so, we walk on and live on, you know?

So anyone will do, come on, step right up!

Let it pierce through your soul if you’re feeling stuck

Oh, come light a lantern that can’t snuffed!

The nature of our club is a foolish little thing

So forever and forever we can fool around and sing

All your hopes and dreams, all of your grand schemes

You can chock us up to anything

Strip away all of the pride you held before, when you come around here, nothing matters anymore

Carve a smile into that jack-o’-lantern, dance until you can’t anymore

All alone, out on your own, kneel down to an empty god and call the loneliness your home

Indeed, you see, if you’re depressed or in need,

Why not come on over, knock on our door at the brink of dawn

Come on!

#translyrics #vocaloid #lime's translyrics #vocaloid song #hatsune miku #miku hatsune #miku #nanou

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faithtreasurescatholic · 8 months

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THE SACRAMENT OF RECONCILIATION (CONFESSION) HEALS FROM THE ADVERSE REACTIONS OF THE mRNA VACCINE

(20-minute read)

The video has been transcribed below using the subtitles from the video. Slight spelling alterations (vaxxine-vaccine) and embellishment has been added for emphasis.

Father Savvas: “I would like to present to you a personal testimony of a Priest-Monk, who made the mistake of getting vaxxed. This is his confession. If anyone wants to know his name, I can tell you privately. He is a priest under Archbishop Ieronymos of Greece. I will be reading directly from the publication. Which fortunately, it is still on the internet.

[Priest-Monk]: “With a few words, I will relate my experience after taking my first dosage of the Pfizer vaccine.

God obstructed me with many signs before taking the vaccine, due to shortness in time I will not mention all of them.

As I was heading towards the vaccination center, right before I was getting into the queue I felt something was obstructing my approach. As I approached, I felt (smelled) a stench that surprised me.”

Father Savvas: “Said the monk. You see, God cautioned him and he still went ahead.”

[Priest-Monk]: “While I was taking the vaccine, others were waiting outside. As I was leaving, I was unable to wear my Kalimafi (priest hat).

I felt a great shame within myself, and left holding my kalimafi in my hands.”

Father Savvas: “As you can see, he began to feel the demonic influence right away. As he was ashamed to wear his Kalimafi even though he is a priest.”

[Priest-Monk]: “Arriving home, I went to the bathroom to wash my face. Upon looking at the mirror, I was frightened at my face due to the expression I had.

The next day I went shopping at the supermarket and since it was still the period after Pascha (before the leave-taking), I would normally greet the shopkeepers with “Christos Anesti (Christ is Risen!)” or respond “Alithos Anesti (Indeed He is Risen)”.”

Father Savvas: “So as you know, for 40 days after the resurrection, we refrain from saying “Hello/Good day” and replace the phrase with “Christ is risen”. And the other Christian should respond “Alithos Anesti” and not say “likewise”.

[Priest-Monk]: “As a Priest monk, I was surprised to discover that I was very ashamed to say “Christo Anesti” to the shopkeepers. This greatly overwhelmed me.”

Father Savvas: “He began to realize more intensely that something was not going well in his soul.”

[Priest-Monk]: “A day later I went and attended a divine service at a local church, but not to liturgize the service as the priest.

Upon entering the Altar I felt as if I was dead.”

Father Savvas: “You see a living spiritual person notices the difference straight away.”

[Priest-Monk]: “The joy I used to feel at the divine service was lost. It was as if I was not entering the altar of a Holy Church, but as if I had entered a room in a house. All these things surprised me, but at the time I did not believe they stemmed from the vax.

I saw familiar parishioners turn their faces away from me.

The next day I found out that my conscience was causing me terrible pain. It is as if I had been pierced in my heart with such pain that I had never felt before in my life.

I told this to a fellow Archimadrite (Monastic Priest), of what I was feeling, and he consoled me. He told me words along the lines of: ‘It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.’

Upon leaving, I found that this pain in my conscience was relentless and was deepening further within me. After that day forward I was in a deeply troubled state which lasted 13 days. I could not sleep or quiet down.

Now allow me to explain the most terrible part. Day and night I constantly saw Satan in front of me, his face 20mm distance from mine.

I went to sleep at night, and felt him hugging me, and I would get cold all over.

I would read the Salutations (Χαιρετισμούς) to the Virgin Mary and I would feel as if my blood was burning in my veins. I felt a foreign presence within me and it was judging me.

I felt a horror as if someone was saying: “You belong to me now.” “

Father Savvas: “Do you understand how terrible these things are? And very true because we personally know this person.

In turn, this proves another experience of another Priest-Monk who was doing exorcisms. And the demon being pressed told the truth while having a monologue: “Why am I telling you this? I don’t want to tell you this, but I am being pressed.”

The Priest-monk replied, “I am not pressing you.”

The demon replied, “I am being forced to tell you.”

So the demon told him thus: “We did a ceremony at a Lodge in America for the vaccines.” The satanists performed a ceremony for the vaccines.

Furthermore, the demon said: “Those who take this vaccine will be unable to repent.” Now this may seem too harsh.

The Priest-monk then asked, “Why won’t they be able to repent?”

The demon responded, “Because I will be inside of them.”

You can see a correlation with the initial Priest-monk who was saying the same thing, that he felt Satan inside of him and saw him 20mm away from his face telling him, “you belong to me”.

The Priest-monk performing the exorcism, was having a dialogue with the demon. The demon was speaking through the demon-possessed person.

The demon told him: “Those who took the vaccine cannot repent because I am inside of them.” The Priest-monk asked, “How are you inside of them?”

The demon answered, “With the blood of the aborted fetuses.”

We have mentioned previously that fetuses were used in the vaccine and were purposely murdered for their cells. These cells were extracted from the living fetuses by these atheist scientists and doctors who don’t hold anything sacred and holy.

They also remove the organs from a living fetus. If the fetus is dead, the organs and cells are useless. Therefore, they were not taking the fetuses from the waste bin. Which even if they were, does not make it morally right, as an abortion had taken place. However, in this case, these fetuses were specifically prepared for an abortion.

So the devil confesses, “I am already inside those who took it via the blood of the fetuses.”

So this confession of this demon, correlates with the Priest-monk who was seduced into taking the vaccine.

So as we previously read; he was saying he was ashamed to wear his kalimafi, to say ‘Christos Anesti’, how he felt dead whilst being in the holy altar, how everyone turned their faces away from him because his face was altered… how for 13 days he could not sleep or settle down, and most terrifying of all, day and night was seeing the face of Satan from his face at a 20mm distance continuously… and how he felt Satan hugging him, and though he was trying to read the Salutations, his blood was burning in his veins, and he felt someone saying to him, “You belong to me now.”

Thus the Priest-monk continues:

[Priest-Monk]: “I had stayed at my family home in case of an adverse reaction, after a few days I left.

At the Monastery where I currently reside, at the Divine Liturgy, I found that I could not understand a thing.

I felt as if I was dead, I was constantly rushing through the service, felt great anxiety, not a speck of joy, I felt as if I was not a priest or even a baptized Christian!

I reached a point unable to speak as if I had lost my voice. I felt my life was dark and a constant state of despair.”

Father Savvas: “You see this person made this mistake and is being humbled. This means he has an ecclesiological conscience. This is very important.

As there are others who have made this mistake, and after seeing this mistake do not confess it, so that they may warn others.

Let’s continue reading.”

[Priest-Monk]: “While I was in this hopeless state, a familiar family came to visit the monastery. I spoke with the mother.

She said to me, ‘Father, why are you speaking like this? Many people after taking the first dosage, do not end up taking the second dosage. So you too, should not take second dosage!’

Father Savvas: “She gave him some courage.”

[Priest-Monk]: “As she was telling me these words, I felt a certain refreshing dew entering my soul.”

Father Savvas: “This was from God.”

[Priest-Monk]: “I was consoled by God’s grace.”

Father Savvas: “Because he had begun to repent. God sends people to console us, to inform us. This is how God works during such situations. Just a word, though many times irrelevant, shows us the way.

So she said, “Ok, you made a mistake. Don’t make the next mistake.” i.e. don’t take the second dosage.” Let’s continue:

[Priest-Monk]: “I find it unnecessary to mention the despair I went through and the tears I shed. I don’t know whether it’s a coincidence or not, but exactly 40 days after the vaccine I started to feel the grace of God again.”

Father Savvas: “After 40 days he began to feel that he was baptized again. He came back with repentance.

So he confessed his sin, received the rite of forgiveness, and shed many tears. As it is written here, he cried continuously for 40 days and only then did he begin to feel the grace of the Holy Spirit.”

[Priest-Monk]: “I began to feel peace and consolation, that God had forgiven me for what I had done, even though I had no knowledge of what this vaccine actually was.”

Father Savvas: “Sadly there are many people like this, not everyone is indifferent, there are others who are directed by tyranny and fear… or by pressure, by their children or doctors, etc.

However, when you have the correct information you don’t submit to all of this. This poor fellow was seduced, but now he has corrected his actions.

So after 40 days he began to feel the forgiveness of God.”

[Priest-Monk]: “I do not dare or want to know what would have happened to me if I had taken the second dosage of the vaccine. The only thing I can say is that God felt sorry for me.

Even though now I feel better, I have not recovered to the state I was in prior to taking the vaccine.

In my humble opinion, this vaccine by Pfizer that I took is a mark (seal), but not the final mark. Most likely a forerunner for the final mark of the beast (Book of Revelations).”

Father Savvas: “This last statement correlates with another remark made by a demon during another exorcism. A close friend of mine, a respectable Priest-monk had told me. He had a dialogue with a demon during an exorcism.

The demon told him, “Yes, this vaccine is not the final mark (stamp), but it is still a mark, a forerunner… And those who are like you, when they take the vaccine, they lose their light.” The demon continued, “A short man had burned us with these exorcisms!” This short priest (Elder) is well known and performs exorcisms… The demon continued, “Now that he (the short Priest) took the vaccine, he has lost his strength. Now I am able to approach him and kiss his hand!”

Previously, the demon would tremble with this Elder. But now that the Elder has taken the vaccine, the demon is able to get his blessing. This correlates with the Priest-monk we have been reading about: “Even though now I feel better, I have not yet recovered to the state I was in prior to taking the vaccine.”

As you can see, these vaccines not only cause physical (biological) harm, but spiritual harm also.

We have read this testimony as an example, and it is from a person living a proper ecclesiastical (church-minded) life. Because as we previously said, when someone makes a mistake that is impacting many others, it’s most beneficial to correct this mistake publicly. This is in order to protect other members of our Holy church from making the same mistake.

As St. Chystostomos says, “The lukewarm Christians are living in comfort.” The lukewarm are those who want to combine everything; the world, Christ, hedonism (love of sexual pleasure), avarice (love of money), the external appearances (vanity)… to not be disenfranchised (segregated), go to Church, take Holy Communion, Holy Confession, etc. These lukewarm “Christians” cause the most damage to the church.

And they don’t admit to their mistakes, as they think they do everything correctly. If they make a mistake, they don’t correct it. They do not publicly repent of their sin so they may protect those around them.

As it is written in the book of Revelation, these are people that God will spit out (vomit them out). It is best to be hot or cold, never lukewarm. The one who is spiritually cold may at one point understand their spiritual blindness and become hot. God wants us to be hot. However, the lukewarm are comfortable.

Sadly, most people nowadays are lukewarm. As mention by Father Athanasios Mitilinaios, most Christians are lukewarm. We too are lukewarm and need to stop being lukewarm.

To a faithful person of God death does not exist, this is the reality. We have forgotten this and we presently fear death. Not only do we fear death, we also fear being fined, possible imprisonment, and prosecution. In NO case can a person call themselves a Christian if they fear death. When a person fears dying, they become an idolater or an atheist.

Instead, a Christian should long to die. The saints wanted to die. The reason why Christians truly want to pass away is so they can be fully united to the Lord they worship and love above all else. They want to go and are joyful when they are passing away. However, they never cause death to themselves, they do not commit suicide. But when the opportunity arises to become a martyr and confessor for Christ, they do this without fear of death.

nfortunately, these things are not being heard from the Preachers, Bishops and Priests, but as you know are heard from the demons.

A well-respected Priest-monk who perform exorcisms, once told me what a demon said to him. The demon said to him, “How are you Christians fearful of death? I have seduced and deceived you into taking the vaccine with the fear of death!” A demon again confesses that the vaccines are his doing. In fact, he says, “We did a ceremony at a Lodge in America for the vaccines.”

See what the demon confesses! The demon continues: “What did you fear? For you (Christians), death does not exist.” For Christians, death does not exist. Do you understand, fellow brothers and sisters, where we’ve come to?

In the Gospels, Christ said something correlating with our present situation. When He entered Jerusalem and the children were calling out, “Hosana! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!” The children were proclaiming Jesus as the awaited Messiah. And others who were indignant were saying to Jesus, “Are you hearing what they are saying to you?” Christ responds, “I tell you that if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.”

So correlating with today’s situation, now that the Priest and Archpriest are not proclaiming that death has been conquered, the demons are proclaiming it instead: “How are you Christians fearful of death? And are all running to take this vaccine?”

Which isn’t really a vaccine, but rather a gene therapy/technology, with the aim of oppressing humans. This is the aim, which is why there will be more dosages. In fact, there are many people who say there will be 7 dosages. The demons also state that there will be 7 dosages.

Those who were deceived into taking the first or second dosage, hopefully, will not take the remaining dosages. May they repent, weep and go to confession, because their salvation is in danger. We all ought to be vigilant of this.

I’ll read another Priest-monk’s testimony to you all, which was published on the internet unless it’s now been erased. Because whatever is true these days, is usually censored on the internet. As you know the internet is Satan’s. Unfortunately, the internet is not governed by God’s people. Whatever they want they remove, as much as possible they eliminate anything that is good and right.

So this Priest-monk who published his testimony on the internet said, “I considered taking the vaccine was nothing. So I went and got it. But after I got it, I lost my prayer. I felt Satan coming and hugging me. For 40 days I could not even say ‘Lord have mercy.’ ” This Priest-monk has testified this publicly. I personally know him. He is from a Monastery in Peloponese. He also urges everyone not to make his mistake (of getting vaccinated), and whoever has already taken it, to not take any further dosages, which will cause more harm for both body and soul.

In conclusion, these are the things I wanted to say to you, brothers and sisters in Christ. As you can see, there are many testimonies from many individuals. God even caused the demons to give a testimony. Remember what the demon was saying to Priest-monk during the exorcism?

“Why am I telling you all this?! I do not want to tell you, but I am being pressed.”

We must also remember that the devil lies too, however, there are many times when the devil says the truth, especially when forced with the prayers that are read during an exorcism. Likewise, we read in the gospels, the demons saying the truth to Jesus, “You are the Son of God!” The demons confessed that Christ is God.

Let us take these things into account so that we don’t fall into this trap of Satan. Which as you can see, Satan is using much force to direct all of humanity into this trap. So he can kill as many as possible. This is the murderer (man-killer) that Satan is. This is now all coming into fruition with what is happening globally.

The devil wants to take as many souls as possible, this is his final goal. If all these things (vaccines) were good why would they make them mandatory? Something that is good is not forced. You see Christ, whenever He went to heal someone, He would ask, “Do you want to become well?”

These rulers nowadays are trying to force us to be well. That’s what they think. However, they don’t want to make us healthy, quite the opposite is occurring actually. Because we know these vaccines cause sterility and thousands of other adverse reactions. Over 2 million adverse reactions were recorded in Europe. And over 600,000 adverse reactions in America. Over 21,000 deaths in Europe, and 14,000 deaths in America. These are all mainstream statistics that you can find online.

Therefore we do not need to eat idiotic grass and sleep with our boots on (greek expression; We don’t need to be idiots). Under no circumstances are we to accept these things that the evil one is selling us.

May God bless us all. May John the Baptist guide us. To not only cease committing evil, but to call out evil when we see it. Whoever cowers and is silent before sin, becomes an accessory and an accomplice to sin. So what I tell you, you need to tell others, inform all our siblings so that they may not fall into this trap by Satan, and lost the kingdom of God. Amen.”

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