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wosowrites · 1 year

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New Fear Unlocked (Mapi Leon x Reader)

Warnings: ⚠️swearing⚠️

A/n: i know germany was in the finals but for the sake of this story let’s say it was spain instead. based off this request:

Prompt: in which mapi makes a bad tackle against you in the euro final, ending your tournament and season.

"With Spain playing England in the Euro final, it’s important to talk about both teams. But the real surprise right now is the fact that Spain has actually made it this far. Why? Mapi Leon’s questionable defending."

"The real shock is usual defensive champion, María León’s rocky performance throughout this tournament."

"Spain’s number 16 is going to have to step up during this final or they’ll get crushed by the Lionesses."

"Another thing that needs to be talked about is the relationship between british superstar striker, Y/n Y/l/n who’s been having a great tournament and shockingly questionable María León, who’s given heart attacks to Spanish fans all over the world for her close calls and bad mistakes. Seeing this power couple for barcelona play each other in a final will be interesting."

"María. Get off your phone. You know better." Ona told the older woman in spanish, snatching her phone and plopping it in the defenders bag. "We play the biggest game of our lives in 45 minutes. The last thing you need is that device." Ona added. "I know. I know." Mapi said, pulling out her cleats and putting them on.

"Big game, y/n. How do you feel?" Your captain asked you. You were manspreading on the bench at your cubby, your forearms resting on your thighs, your head hung in thought. "I feel as though I want to make my country proud." You told Leah, looking up at her and smiling. "And…" She added. "And i’m terrified. Of hurting Mapi, of loosing, of making a mistake." You told her. Most of the team had headphones in, but you didn’t listen to music before games. Leah sat down beside you and looked at you. "You have already made your country proud, if we loose, we loose together, if you make a mistake, we have all got your backs. And you and María have been dating for three years, this will not be the end of your relationship. I promise you." Leah said, rubbing a hand up and down your back. "You’re right. You’re right." You said to her. She smiled at you and walked back to her cubby. You were starting today, and so was Mapi. It would be hard, and scary, and you didn’t know what tomorrow would look like.

You walked into the tunnel wearing your England kit and your england jacket. Your hair was in a tight messy bun on the top of your head, and Mapi was standing in line at the same spot you were. You gently reached out and squeezed her hand, she squeezed back and you made sure not to make eye contact with her. Today, she was the opponent, and nothing else.

You knew what the media was saying about your girlfriend, and it made your blood boil. When you talked to Mary Earps about it, she listened, but told you you couldn’t focus on that. She was right.

Soon, the referees started walking and you followed your squad out. You made your way into Wembley, the crowd bringing the most wild atmosphere you had every experienced. You lined up and the spanish national anthem started playing. You stood tall respectfully, it was your girlfriend home country and your clubs country after all. But when the english anthem played, you pushed your shoulders back, lifted your chin, put one hand on your heart and the other one behind your back. You sang, badly, but so was everyone else.

And then… kickoff.

You were a winger, which you thought really annoying for this exact game, because Sarina had put you left wing, and Mapi was right back, which means you’d be clashing throughout the game.

The first 20 minutes were dramatic. The pressure was sky high, the environment was wild, and at least ten fouls for both teams were called. But after that, it calmed down a bit.

The start of the second half was slow, everyone was freaking out, not wanting it to go to penalties. Leah was constantly having to yell at her squad to calm down and breathe. It was as though everything both teams had learned about staying calm and composed went flying out the window. And then, out of nothing, you received the most splendid ball from Keira Walsh. And then you were running, you took one touch, Mapi on one said, Ona Batlle on the other, and lifted the ball over the keeper and into the net.

Wembley went crazy. You ran as fast as you could towards then bench, arms wide, fans screaming, team yelling, atmosphere unmatched.

The kickoff happened three minutes later, and almost right away, England got the ball back and it was sent to Ella Toone. The woman received it perfectly, but then switched it to you. That’s when you felt an ankle collide with yours. You knew immediately something was wrong. Your ankle folded inwards and you yelled, loud enough for the stadium who were mostly holding their breaths to hear. You saw a cleat clear the ball away, and that’s when you saw the initials. Through your agony, even though you were rolling on the floor, crying and holding your ankle. You could see the initials ML on those cleats. The cleats that had just taken you out.

Leah, Ella and Chloe were soon at your side, calling over the medics. "What’s wrong?" Ella asked, crouching beside you. "Is she okay?" You asked a spanish voice say. "Get away from her. Right now." You heard Fran Kirby say. You ignored Mapi and Fran, too focused on the pain in your ankle. "I don’t know. But it’s wrong. Something is wrong." You cried, lying on your back and holding your ankle to your chest. You heard the stadium cheer and could only assume your girlfriend had gotten a yellow. You looked over to confirm your theory. Red.

She hadn’t done it on purpose. You knew that. You weren’t mad. Pained, sad, scared? Yes. Mad? No. You watched Mapi look at you with a look of despair before walking towards the tunnel. The medics were at your side now, touching your ankle and unlacing your cleat. As one of the men tried to take it off, you screamed loudly, putting your fist in your mouth to stay quiet. "It’s broken. For sure." The man whispered to the woman beside him. "Fuck." She muttered, looking at you.

You looked at the faces of your teammates, all of them broken to loose their goalscorer. "No." You cried. "No."

But the medics were waving over a stretcher, and you had pulled your jersey over your face, trying to hide your crying face. You kept it over your face as you got put into the stretcher, you hid your face as Leah whispered reassurance to you, you kept it hidden as the crowd stood up and cheered for you loudly. You kept it hidden as they carried you into the medical room and walked past Mapi, who was sitting against the wall in the entrance, crying almost as loudly as you were.

In the medical room, you had abandoned your shirt, wanting no recollection of the history making game being played only a few steps away from you. And then you heard screaming, but it wasn’t loud. Just loud enough to make it clear that the spaniards were happy. They had leveled the game. You started crying even harder. "We should really get you to a hospital y/n." One of the medics said. "Listen. My team is out there working their asses off to win the euros, and when we do, because we will, i’m going to walk out on that pitch in crutches and celebrate with them. Am I clear?" You told her. She nodded, and got out things to keep your ankle steady.

Mapi, who was now siting in the away locker room, was watching the game on the TV in there. And when Alexia scored, she couldn’t even find it in her to care. She just wanted to go back in time and not have fouled you. She just hoped you would forgive her.

The second your ankle was wrapped up and put in a boot, you stood up and used crutches to make your way back into the pitch. When you walked out, people went wild again, you smiled slightly, trying to seem brave through your surely puffy eyes. Sarina and some players walked up too you. Hugging you and congratulating you on your goal. You told them it was broken and your club season was over, they looked almost as sad as you did. It was only three minutes later that Chloe Kelly found the back of the net. She took off her shirt and ran around the stadium as you pumped your fists in the air, staying seated and yelling.

And then it was all over.

The spaniards fell to the ground, some of the lionesses did too, but for different reasons. You went as quickly as you could onto the pitch, but your crutches were bringing you nowhere.

You were angry, angry not at Mapi but at the media for making her feel as though she had something to prove, for messing with her mind. You saw Lucy Bronze run up to you. You stopped in your tracks and let your crutches fall, balancing on one foot and ignoring the pain in the broken one. She wrapped her arms around you, picking you up and letting you wrap your legs around her waist. You hugged her and cried, she did too, and then she put you on her back and carried you to the rest of the girls who started screaming and jumping and crying at the sight of you. The team, the managers, every person that made the lionesses, the lionesses came into a big group hug, while still being mindful of your ankle.

It was when people started going to find their families and friends in the crowd that Millie sat you down in the middle of the field, asked if you were okay and then left to find her boyfriend that it sunk in. That everything sunk in. That England were european champions, that you had scored in a euro final, that you’re ankle was broken because of the love of your life, and that the only person you wanted to see was crying by herself in the away locker room. You didn’t have anyone else. Your family was on the pitch, in barcelona, and on the opposite team. Your parents were deadbeat, all your friends were football players, and you have never felt this emotion before. The crossover between feeling lost, and feeling pure and utter joy.

The trophy lift was unreal, the smiles on people’s faces, unmatched. But when fans started leaving, and England made their way into the changing rooms, you parted from the group with Sarinas permission. You made your way instead to the Spanish locker room. The whole corridor was silent, and what broke the silence was your first rapping against the door. Aitana Bonmati, another one of your Barcelona teammates opened the door. Her eyes were puffy, her cheeks were wet, and at the sight of her you started crying as well. And not the happy tears from the trophy lift. "I’m sorry." You hiccuped. Aitana abandoned the door and hugged you tightly, mindful of your crutches. "It’s okay darling. Shh." She said lovingly. You felt bad for having her comfort you. You pulled away and saw the spanish team in the changing room, the head coach looked like he didn’t want you there at all, and in all honesty, you were scared of him. Mapi was nowhere to be seen. "I need to talk to María." You told Aitana.

She nodded stiffly and walked into the bathroom connected to the changing room. A minute later, Mapi walked out. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot, she was shaking and she couldn’t look at you. She walked into the hallway and stood in the middle of the corridor. You closed the changing room door, struggling a little. "I’m so-" Mapi started saying. "Don’t apologize. You have nothing to apologize for. You made… a bad tackle. Yes. But you would have never, ever done that if it wasn’t for the media and what people were saying. They got to you. And I hate that. I hate it." You said, sniffling and playing with the medal around your neck.

Mapi looked up and you, her lower lip shaking. "Really? You’re not breaking up with me?" Mapi said.

You looked at her sadly. "Put your back against the wall." You told her.

She raised her eyebrows, using her tattooed palm to wipe away her teary cheeks. She didn’t argue though, placing her back on the wall and looking at you in confusion. You used your crutches to walk over to her, placing yourself in front of her. Balancing on one foot, you took both crutches and leaned them against the wall beside Mapi. You put your hands on her stomach, feeling her rock hard abs. And then you kissed her. You kissed her to tell her you loved her, and you forgave her, and you were sorry Spain lost. And she kissed you to tell you she loved you, she was sorry for injuring you, and she was so proud you had won.

Because after all, it was always going to be Mapi and Y/N, Y/N and Mapi.

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thecuriousquest · 10 months

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How about a Yandere jealous Levi where the reader has a boyfriend and they're like a power couple and always seem inseparable, like so much chemistry Levi can't take it and hates their public display of affection, what will he do?

A Tonic for Jealousy

Yandere Levi x Fem!Reader

Tag List: @issamomma

Warnings: Yandere themes, control issues, possessiveness, jealousy, murder, Titans eating people, severe injuries, dacryphilia, lots of death

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The midnight sky shone brightly with all of the lovely stars. You look to your right as a figure sits down next to you. Leon might have a giant scar splitting from his left temple to his right jaw, but to you, he’s the most handsome man in the world, on the inside and out. He’s the only man you could ever ask for. This man understands you, is compassionate and healthy relationship-wise. Every time you see him, you just want your forehead to rest against his lips in such a comforting fashion.

However, you always fail to notice the figure watching you from a nearby building. You have no idea that the place you rendezvous with your lover is right in front of Captain Ackerman’s room.

He stands there, sick to his stomach, plotting the downfall of your relationship. After months of watching you two, he has grown so disgusted that he has finally snapped. No, he can do this no longer. He has to act now.

Levi knows that when you two go out on missions for the wall, you both safely rely on each other for protection. You would never allow any harm to come to him, and he always has your back. He has to split the two of you up. It’s his only chance in finally having you.

Sitting in the common area with your friends after training, your Leon walks over to you with a solemn look on his face.

You scrunch your eyebrows together. “What’s wrong, my love?”

“I’m being punished for my behavior during a reprimand…I was violent with the captain. He said…horrible things about how it’s not okay for a relationship to interfere with your work. Apparently, he thinks we should stop working together if we’re going to stay in a relationship. I struck him, and he said I am not allowed to help take back the wall tomorrow.”

Your eyes grow wide with frustration, nostrils flaring. “WHAT?! That’s beyond dangerous! I can’t go without you.”

“That’s exactly what he was talking about. I told him the same thing, and he said if I can’t go without you, then I’m not a good enough soldier to go at all.”

You stand up and give him a hug, pulling him in close. “I’ll come back in one piece tomorrow. I promise. I love you so much.”

Leon sighs into your shoulder. “I love you too.”

———

You arrive at the wall, and it’s your job to help fix it while others are on look out for any Titans. You’re on edge without your partner. Anxiety overwhelms you, hands shaking as you try to do your job properly.

Stampeding shakes the ground terribly. Your eyes jolt upwards as a large hand strikes down over you. The Titan narrowly missed you, but it takes out one of the soldiers beside you. You try to reach out your hand to her, but it’s too late. She falls to the ground, an instant death.

When you regain your focus, you find that there is a giant eye staring directly at you. It reaches out for you, a tasty meal. If it weren’t for Levi’s intervention, you would have become the Titan’s lunch.

It all happens so fast. Flashes of your partner, your ODM gear feeling too loose, and then falling, coming to a jarring stop only to start falling again. You break the fall with your arm, but your shoulder and arm break during the process. You scream bloody murder. Your entire back is flayed from scraping against the wall on your way down. You can feel your pants soaking up the blood.

After all of the events play out, the Survey Corps wins, and Captain Levi collects you from the ground, putting you face down over his horse as he rides back to the barracks with the others.

You’ve been given medicine for the pain, but not enough to block out Captain Levi’s scolding.

“You fucking piece of absolute shit brat. You think this is a game? There are lives on the line! I saw your hands trembling. You weren’t sure of yourself just because you didn’t have your little boyfriend with you. All of you are awful excuses for soldiers. If you need to rely on your boyfriend to do a job, then you shouldn’t be a soldier at all. Why couldn’t you rely on another teammate? I’m not against working together.”

“I…I’m sorry, Captain.”

“You’re sorry? You’re sorry. That’s all you have to say?”

You can only manage a weak nod, which sends volts of pain throughout your arm and shoulder. You cry out from the harrowing sensation.

Levi takes pity on you. He picks up a rag and wipes the sweat from your face. You still have dried blood on your temple. He pours water into a bowl, damps the rag, and gently dabs the blood away. It stings slightly, but you’ll take this over a scolding or a punishment any day.

“Learn how to work with other cadets for your own good. If you don’t, I’ll break your other arm.”

You see the slight smirk gracing his handsome features, and you know he is jesting.

“Yes, Captain Levi. I’ll do better out there.”

“Alright, no Titan fighting until your injuries are fully healed. Do you understand?”

———

Your boyfriend isn’t allowed to see you until the next day. He takes one look at you and drops his jaw. “What happened?”

“Titans attacked while we were trying to fix the wall. I fell. Broke my shoulder and arm. Scraped the fuck out of my back.”

Leon sits down and holds your hand that isn’t connected to your injured arm.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there. This wouldn’t have happened if I had been there to protect you.”

“No, you can’t talk like that. We don’t know that. Injuries are always a possibility with this job. It was Levi who saved me from dying. He said we need to be better at teaming up with other cadets. I think he has a point. We might not always have the chance to be there for each other. If something like this happens again, we need to learn how to adapt and work with the squadron.”

“Okay, you have a point. I’m just so glad you’re safe right now.”

“I’ll always come back to you, my love.” You give him a sideways smile. It’s all you can manage with the pain you’re enduring.

Leon kisses your forehead gently, careful to avoid your bandaged temple. “And I you.”

———

It is very unfortunate. While you are still healing, there is another Titan attack. Leon is sent out immediately with others from the squadron. This time, he plans to work with one of his friends from the squad.

However, Captain Levi seems to be busy fighting off Titans who are enclosing on the wall. Your boyfriend works steadily to fix gaping hole, but he meets a different fate than you.

Leon screams and reaches for the hand of his friend, Hans. The other man reaches back, trying to grab hold of him. Your partner, your lover is sentenced to be crushed to death and then eaten.

———

It’s your captain who gives you the bad news. You lie in your hospital bed, weeping solemnly. There’s nothing in your heart but a throbbing ache. Captain Levi is there to comfort you, however. He will always be there to comfort you.

Since you are still lying on your stomach, he places a hand on the back of your thigh. Levi watches the tears roll down your cheeks, and he can’t help having to shift slightly in his seat. You just look so beautiful right now: a crying, vulnerable…injured damsel in distress.

He daydreams about you belonging to him. How he’d plunge into you every night, getting off on how you’d cry from the rough stimulation. How he’d love for you to carry his marks and bruises. All for him and nobody else. Just as he would kiss you goodnight, he’d hold you in his arms. He would tell you he loves you, and you would say it back with genuine meaning.

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triple-asstro · 1 year

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Salaì Chapter 6: Cupid is Heartless

chapter count: 1|2|3|4|5

word count: 1k

pairing: 2012!leo x reader

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A/N: so i made a playlist for this fic and i really hope you guys like it! also this chapter is an interesting one so I hope you love it dearly. also if any of you want to be tagged to this, pls reblog and let me know. love you all ❤

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chapter song: doin' time - lana del rey

“You’re really baby-sitting tomorrow?”

You sighed, clutching a small dagger in your hands which Leo said was called a ‘tantō’, leaning against the billboard sign and dangling your leg back and forth, seeing how huge they looked in comparison to the tiny cars passing below. “Yes. I don’t see how that’s outlandish.”

“Wait, where are you now?”

“I’m…” you said, turning your head behind you to see Leonardo, peering with binoculars pointing directly downwards, watching the door with utmost patience. “Getting ready for bed.”

“Right, I’m going to believe that. Yep, one-hundred percent. I just…” she paused, taking in a deep breath. “I cannot believe you’re leaving me all alone with Orange is the New Black…”

“¿Realmente Tina?," you said, hearing her groan with the sudden shift. "Estás siendo tan dramático en este momento…”

“¿De verdad? ¿Me estás hablando en español?”

You chuckled, which caused Leonardo to dart his head towards you while you gave him a thumbs up. “Vale, vale. Debo irme. Se está haciendo tarde.”

“Está bien. Buenas noches, el mejor amigo.”

“Buenas noches,” you said, hanging up the phone and approaching Leonardo.

“Who was that?”

“My friend, she was just asking where I was. I lied, of course.”

“Good, cause you swore to secrecy.” Leo chuckled, nudging your shoulder. You stared at him as he turned his head back towards the binoculars, and for a split second, you looked at him, softly smiling before darting your head back to the midnight sky. You felt how surreal the entire location felt with its illuminating lights and indigo sky. It was a moment of tranquillity and serenity, where you didn’t feel obligated to do anything. Midnights like this didn’t need to speak or act, midnights only had to listen and that’s what you liked about midnights. It offered you silent moments in a noisy, clamorous world.

“You were speaking Spanish back there, right?”

“Huh?” you said, knocking you out of your trance and back to the sounds of traffic and the wind flooding into your ears. “Oh yeah, we both take Spanish at school and we practise by speaking to each other. Do you speak any languages?”

“Oh, I speak Japanese. It’s quite hard to grasp at the start-”

“Ha, title of your sex tape.”

“W-What?” Leo asked as you slapped your hand across your mouth.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry! It’s just a reference to a TV show I watch, I didn’t actually mean it.”

“What TV show is it?” he asked, leaning slightly forward with wide eyes.

“It’s a show called Brooklyn Nine-Nine, it’s second season has been running for a while now and it’s really good. It’s by far my favourite TV show.”

“Wow, that sounds amazing! Space Heroes is my-”

He stopped speaking and darted his eyes downwards to the rooftop flooring.

“Hey, you alright?”

“Nevermind, it’s… silly and we need to focus on the mission.”

“True, but now, I’m curious about this Space Heroes show. Please tell me more, Leo.”

Leo turned towards you, inquisitive eyes, unfiltered curiosity and completely enchanted. He sighed out, his eyes falling downturned.

“Promise you won’t tell anybody?”

You dragged your finger across your heart, cutting two lines deep. “Forever and always.”

“It’s this sci-fi show from the 80’s that follows this crew led by Captain Ryan; he’s in charge of this space crew on the Dauntless and they explore the galaxy fighting evil. There’s also Dr. Mindstrong, who’s an alien scientist and Crankshaw, who’s an ensign to Captain Ryan. It is the best show in the world.”

“Nice, what’s your favourite part of the show?”

“W-What’s not to love about it? It’s an amazing show with excellent writing and Captain Ryan is a great hero. He always does what's best for his team and - ooh! There was one episode with these creatures called the Cortexicons which took over Dr. Mindstrong's mind! Definitely a winning episode!”

“Alright, I’ll give it a watch.” you answered, grinning as wide as the eagle could see.

A crash sends both of you looking downwards, spotting glass scattered across the sidewalk. Giving a brief nod, you both jumped from the rooftop onto the ground, turning around to face the shop. Leo kicked down the door, revealing a group of men holding Mr Murakami to the ground. The mere sight caused you to fume.

“Stop right there, criminal scum!”

“Criminal…scum? That’s a way to start things, Blue.” you chuckled, gripping your tantō as one of them let go of Mr Murakami and charged straight for you. Wood scraped against your skin as you barely dodged his attack, causing him to slam into a wall. The rapid thumping of your heart pumping adrenaline through your veins echoed in your mind. You turned to your left, spotting another thug rushing towards you, his fists ready for a massacre. He attempted to yank you, resulting in you rolling away and slashing a cut into his ankles; his screams muffled in your ears.

Your eyes drifted to your right, where you saw Leo wielding two katanas, punching one thug in his side and sweeping his legs, making him land with a harsh thud. As you watched him fend off the attackers, you heard the soft noises of scratching tiles from above. Your eyes zoomed upwards, spotting the sight of amber eyes aimed right for you.

Your breathing became hitched, flowing in and out sporadically. It was a brief moment where both of your eyes connected for a split second before the figure jumped down, tackling you to the ground.

“Ow, Blue!-” you yelped before your mouth was covered by a rag. It tasted slightly sweet as you struggled underneath the figure’s strong grip, writhing and squirming as the realisation hit you like a semi-truck. This was chloroform, and if you were counting correctly, you only had four minutes or so before you slumped into unconsciousness.

Your eyes drifted upwards towards the unknown figure only for the glimpse to cause you to clench your fists and your eyes to widen in shock. You froze, staring at her with anger before she punched you in the nose, ringing echoed in your ears. The feeling of unconsciousness slowly grew, consuming you until you were only left with your thoughts.

You knew your attacker. You knew her quite well.

It was your ex.

Karai.

#2012 tmnt #tmnt 2k12 #tmnt fic #leonardo x reader #2012!leo x reader #2012 leo #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #2012 karai #hamato karai #salaìfic #2012 salaì #lana del slay

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newgolddream · 8 months

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Angelina Jolie - Sky Captain & the World Of Tomorrow (2004)

#angelina jolie #dieselpunk #movies #science fiction

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entoman-created-by-the-tallgreys · 2 years

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My entire readers audience

Well I'm about to tell you it's not going to make a lot of sense to most of you and I wouldn't be surprised that most you read this and you liked it if it's just another crazy post Justin made !

But human beings are constantly spewing blasphemy in society human beings are constantly mocking the gods human beings are constantly being pervert and I don't mean that in a sexual way, human beings are constantly being coming more corrupted and more desensitized to demonic Behavior.

Human beings find murder a good thing when I know it is a bad thing

Also a lot of people in video games have been conditioned by video games and hype that murder is good video games have deeply desensitize them now I know a lot of people can tell a difference between a real murder and fictional murder but still the psychological effects it has on the subconscious are nuclear

Human beings are constantly poisoning the atmosphere the water and the Earth human beings are constantly destroying everything around them with a smile believing they are benevolent in their ways or don't really care for anything not smart enough to understand what they put out come back

Humans live their lives as if there is no tomorrow

Human beings don't give much mind to things and on top of the fact they make things worse for other people not understanding without cooperation things will only get worse within the complications

Human beings are constantly committing major sins and then laughing it off like if they did nothing wrong I know I spoke in a couple posts from this one that there's two kinds of evils

Some evil is Holy and some evil is Unholy most evils on holy

But with this being said a lot of human beings are also committing a sin of this is a very Unholy one a lot of human beings are feeling free to call themselves deities which is a sin in every religion on the Earth

You don't get to say you are kin of the creator

Unless you actually are an incarnated deity on the Earth that is a sin so effing huge there is no way to pay that sin off

There's not enough there's no amount of suffrage that can be done to you to pay that off that is super blasphemy

Humans have also become extremely sacrilegious and they also desecrate everything holy believing is funny and or they're the good guys for doing that

And or they feel edgy and dark and don't care that they are doing it

A lot of humans get away with doing a lot of really bad things in the Earth with zero punishment which indicates that despite all that I said there is a super punishment coming to the Earth

Human beings are also part of the agenda to wipe out human beings by the secret societies

And no hybrids will not be getting governed by the government of the old world they're all going away with the old world the captain are captains go down with their ships

And to a degree reptiles can be even though they're scumbags, extremely honorable beings

Like I said I didn't expect nor do I expect anyone to understand

And because of all the unholeness on the Earth and or therefore care for what I have to say

But life is a spiritual experience and when all this wickedness this I guess you can say hollow dark wickedness

The false dark, but great evil

It's all over the Earth

I deeply believe this is the ultimate signs of the Apocalypse is appending

And I do believe the end is n i g h

The world is just too Shitty

For any of this to be normal

. . .

The world is too much of a hellscape

. . .

And they're constantly making the more dilapidated degraded and more horrific nightmares experience on this planet The New normal as the sun goes down and the world gets continuously darker it constantly becomes The New normal

As a Humanity is inched its way into Extinction but the reptilians have a huge problem

If the gray aliens do not or cannot fulfill their end of the part of the agenda and actually get some firepower in the sky and Actually do their jobs the actual blue beam project

And the entire agenda falls apart like sorry I'm not trying to be insensitive but I got no better example like 9/11

In video games I don't like to do any kind of competition or fighting I don't want to be that guy to give you pain stress fear angry anything I read a spread, love n Light, Rather than battle n fight

I don't like being competitive I don't like competition

I just want to keep the peace