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5 SUNDAYS OF KINKTOBER

1ST MASS ♱ zhongli x fem!reader x raiden ei

homily — you’ve been the most devoted servant of the anemo archon since the end of the war, not noticing the heated looks by two gods that have followed you for millennia. in your moment of loss at the sudden slumber of barbatos after the battle with durin, they don’t hesitate to take the opportunity to convert you to their religion.

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5 sundays of kinktober

Lingering stares, stolen glances, and every excuse taken to see even a single glimpse of you.

If Morax and Beelzebub’s affections for the Anemo Archon’s priestess could be summed up into a few measly words, it would be that. Were Barbatos a more sharing god, perhaps he wouldn’t have left his two good acquaintances to pine hopelessly for his most devout follower for the better part of two thousand or so years.

He is not someone who lacks empathy, nor someone who could even be called possessive, but there is something so delightful about the idea of depraving two gods of your attention, that which only he is permitted to have.

Alas, such greed and mischief will be his undoing.

“Sleep well, My Lord. I shall await your awakening however many centuries it may take.”

(Barbatos wakes up five hundred years later to his friend corrupted by the Abyss and the knowledge that his once-devoted priestess is now the wife of two Archons. He hears the tale of how two nations nearly went to war for your hand, but the only thing on his mind is how it would have been three had he been there.)

✧

In the aftermath of the Cataclysm, you are left adrift.

There is no room for you in Mondstadt, where people will gawk and bow in reverence for the mythical figure of Barbatos’ High Priestess in the flesh. Dvalin is to be left to heal in peace and recuperate from his fight. Your Archon has fallen into a deep slumber, and while you are happy to wait for him to wake up, your mind seeks to find something else to occupy it.

Much like the wind your god favors, you wander across the land sculpted by your god aimlessly.

That is, until the winds come bearing news of the death of Baal.

✧

Beelzebub startles when you appear before her in a flash of golden leaves, bearing the scent of your homeland and something else that is entirely unique to yourself.

It isn’t your place to comfort gods, but she is a dear friend and not simply the shadow she always insists on being.

“Ei,” it’s the first time you use her true name (it won’t be the last), “I am sorry for your loss.”

And so much more than that. She has lost her sister, her companions, and has suddenly been thrust into the role of an Archon whilst her nation suffers the aftermath of the destruction that Khaenri’ah’s monsters left.

It is a heavy burden, even for a god. You would know — Barbatos had often lamented to you in the past few millennia how difficult being an Archon was, let alone being an Archon in the fallout of a war.

She approaches cautiously as first, as if unable to believe that you are truly here and not guarding Mondstadt as you so often are found to be doing. You take the initiative and offer your hand.

Her fingers close around your palm tightly. She’s shaking, you realize, so you offer your other hand with the promise of comfort.

She takes it and never lets go.

✧

Ei, you find, is a very clingy friend.

She insists you hold her hand and accompany her to every little outing and event that she needs to attend as the god of Inazuma. At night, she asks you to hold her while she pretends to fall into a deep slumber. You let her arms wrap around you, unable to say that you know she’s not asleep. She is grieving in her own way, you tell yourself, let her have this. Even if her touches linger a moment too long and her hands roam places they shouldn’t.

Your soft heart and the principles engrained into you by your god tells you of kindness and the need to help others even at the cost of yourself.

Her hand brushes against the swell of your breasts.

Let her have this.

✧

A letter bearing the seal of Liyue comes during the fifth month of your stay in Inazuma.

Ei looks up from where she nestled her face into your shoulder, shifting to get a better look at the letter and, in turn, shifting you as well from your place on her lap.

It is a thing close friends do, you tell yourself and ignore the intimate connotations such actions would bring up.

“Morax is inviting me for tea. He says he has missed my company terribly in the past few years we haven’t seen each other.”

Her grip on your waist tightens for an infinitesimal moment.

She is reluctant to let you go.

✧

With Liyue comes spring and the Lantern Rite Festival that will be celebrated for the first time since the end of the Cataclysm.

Morax is as imposing as ever in his white robes and the majestic golden horns that rests at the top of his head like a crown. He welcomes you to his side with a smile, guiding you to your seat with a hand on the small of your back that lingers for a second too long to be appropriate.

You let it slide, just as you’ve let many of his and Ei’s accidents over the past.

He makes for pleasant company, but the winds in the mountain have been strangely upset. One particular strong gust of wind tips the dainty cup of tea over, liquid spilling and dripping down the table and onto the dress you had saw fit to wear on your trip to the land of contracts.

Morax apologizes for the state of the weather today, but you reassure him that all is well.

“I suppose this was my Lord’s way of telling me to wash away the dirt of my travels. I apologize, Morax, but it seems we shall have to cut our tea session short.”

He tells you that it’s alright, suggesting a place for you to bathe in and hinting at a meeting between the two of you again tomorrow. “Perhaps, since Barbatos is no longer looking over your shoulder, I might give you a tour around Liyue?”

“That would be lovely!”

✧

You feel eyes resting on your naked form as you immerse yourself in the cold river water.

You tell yourself that you are in the wilderness, there are bound to be animals and all kinds of avian out and about, curious what the new scent of dandelions and sakura blossoms are.

Gold flashes upon your periphery, but when you turn to look, there is nothing but shrubs and trees within sight.

✧

You spend more time in Liyue than you did in Inazuma.

And when it was time to leave to return to your nation, he refuses you.

✧

Morax, unlike Ei, is a different sort of clingy.

Where Ei was soft, hesitant touches that lingered but never stayed, hidden stares and roaming hands when she thinks you aren’t paying attention; Morax is as hard and unmoving as the element he rules over.

“Please, Morax, I hardly think this is appropriate...”

And it is telling how much gravity those words hold, given how you never spoke such words to Ei no matter how much her hands swept over your breasts and thighs and lingered dangerously close to that one spot between your legs.

“Is it?” he asks, breath ghosting over the skin of your neck, sharp teeth brushing over the sensitive spot but never clamping down—yet. “I should think this constitutes as a simple activity between friends. Or was Beelzebub wrong in her assumptions when she mentioned how close the two of you have gotten in the last few months?”

“No, but—ahh...” Your voice veers off into a mere whimper when he presses his tongue to your pulse and licks a long stripe from the junction of your shoulder all the way to the underside of your jaw.

“Or did she lie when she said how you spend every night in her bed, letting her touch wherever she pleases without voicing a single complaint?”

“I-It wasn’t like that. I—Morax!” you exclaim when you feel one of his large hands grabs the inside of your thigh, shifting close (far, far too close) to that sensitive place between your legs. “You musn’t—”

He ignores your admonition and uses his other hand to pry your legs apart. “So she lied, then. I shall deal with her when the time comes, but for now...”

His hand starts moving closer. Frantic and much too distressed to use your vision, you weakly grab his wrists to spot the inevitable.

You feel his chuckle reverberate from where your back is pressed to his chest. It is all the more humiliating when he subtly bounces his leg that you’re sitting on to shift you closer to him.

His hand wrenches free from your light grip and clasps both of your wrists in one, utterly dwarfing yours in size. You try to squirm away from his grip, but in doing so, you unintentionally brush your clothed cunt over the hand that had previously been resting on your thigh.

Your mouth parts at the sudden contact, unconsciously clenching at nothing and feeling your face warm at the breathy laugh that escapes Morax’s lips.

“Don’t try to deny this, deny me just as you have done for thousands of years.” His teeth slides tantalizingly slow over your neck. “If the High Priestess of Barbatos didn’t want this, she would have used her power that once cleaved mountains to escape from my grasp.”

His fingers glide over your clothed slit. This time, you let him with only a mild protest that sounds weak even to your own ears.

You feel him smile against your skin.

✧

You awake to the feeling of a knot building up in your stomach and the cool breeze over your naked form.

Golden eyes pin you in place. Only then do you register the soft, squelching sound that’s coming from between your legs.

In your drowsy, sleepy state, you can do nothing but pant at the foreign feeling overtaking your senses. “M-Morax, what...”

Your mind blares in alarm when you feel his fingers curl inside you.

But the alarm is replaced by the sheer, mind numbing pleasure that follows. You involuntarily let out a keen mewl that echoes around your chambers.

Something hard presses against your thigh.

You feel him thrust his fingers in and out of you at a brutal pace that has your head spinning and eyes crossing while Morax leans above you and licks his lips at the sight of you slowly becoming undone.

“M-Morax, I don’t want to... this is... wrong—” His thumb reaches up to rub circles on your neglected clit.

“Hm? But you’re doing so well. Doesn’t it feel good?” He soaks in the sound of your cries. Not stopping the pace of his fingers even when you’re begging with drool coming out of your lips.

“I don’t—please, please, wait—” He silences you by covering your lips with his and swallowing the protest that dies once he bullies his tongue into your mouth.

By the gods, you taste as heavenly as he’s always thought.

His hips begin rutting against the softness of your thigh, his tip leaking precum and smearing it across your skin. And with all the debauchery that a god can posses, he conjures the image of you covered in his seed. Thick, white spurts of his seed dripping down your face and slipping between the valley of your breasts. And he wants it so bad he is willing to burn the world for it.

“Morax,” you cry out, legs shaking and clenching around his fingers as your impeding climax approaches.

He shudders at his name being called out in such a wanton tone, grinding his erection harder against your soft thigh. Suckling at the exposed skin of your neck to mark what is his.

“F-Feels s’ good, I-I’m sorry... I’m sorry...” you mutter intelligibly, fingers clenching the sheets and nails almost tearing through the fabric. You legs start spasming violently, heart racing and breath hitching at the coiling tension threatening to release in your belly.

He watches you with rapt eyes and savors the lewd sounds of your cunt welcoming his thick fingers, your slick running down his wrists that he will make sure to lick clean after.

“L-Lord—” His cock twitches as he imagines you calling out to him with such reverence that was once reserved for a certain god. “Lord Barbatos!”

The coil snaps.

Your back arches, letting out a loud cry as tears spill down your cheeks.

Morax feels his smile turn to stone. A twisted feeling creeping up on him, the kind that makes his want to destroy and be the god of war he was once called millennia ago.

Lord Barbatos. He nearly scoffs. What does that drunkard have that he does not? He will have to make you see sense, but not now, not with this ugly emotion clawing at his chest and threatening to break loose.

He leaves you panting on the bed to reign in his bubbling anger, not confident in his ability to control himself at the state he’s in now.

As your high begins to die down, you nearly become sick with the realization that you had enjoyed coupling with someone who wasn’t your god.

✧

You leave before the sun rises.

Ei welcomes you with a surprised but pleased smile—until she catches sight of your harried state and the bruises beginning to form on your neck and across your collarbones.

“Who did this?” Her voice could be likened to a storm gathering on the horizon. Inescapable and deadly.

You collapse into her arms in relief.

✧

You were hesitant to tell her, but she is insistent, and so you cave.

The only thing that stopped her from marching into Liyue’s borders and declaring the second coming of the archon war was you.

She is gentle with you, comforting you with her embrace and letting you do as you pleased.

(And if she takes advantage of your harried emotions by indulging herself to your addicting scent and running her hands over your velvety skin, well, there is no one there to disapprove of her actions. Much less a certain alcoholic god to snatch you away from her grasp.)

Inside, she is seething. Angry and bitter that Morax got to have a taste of you before she did. To mark your skin with bruises and hear your debauched moans as she pleasured you herself. There shall be no interruption within the halls of Tenshukaku, only you and her and the sounds you will make once she gathers the courage to take you for herself.

“You are always so good to me, Ei.”

Perhaps that time will come soon. Ei would like to cover the unseemly bruises made by Morax on the expanse of your flesh with marks of her own.

✧

She’s more handsy than usual. It’s the first thing you note after laying down the bed beside her and immediately being smothered into her chest.

You feel her hands running down your back, the thin robe she insisted you wear every night leaving nothing to imagination. Her touch leaves a trail of goosebumps in their wake, leaving you shivering but not from the cold.

Ei buries her nose into your hair and inhales like it’s the last time she’ll get to smell your scent — perhaps it is. After what she plans to do tonight, you might just denounce her name as you did Morax’s.

It starts small. Lips trailing over your hairline and fingers ghosting over every inch of exposed skin, light as a feather. You want to say that this is merely her being touch-starved as she always is, but there is something in the air, something heated and coiling with unmistakable tension.

Her hand lands on the soft flesh of your rear.

You pull away from her, hands on her shoulders to keep her at bay.

“Ei, what are you—” She cuts you off with a searing kiss.

Your lips taste as divine as she always imagined them to be.

Her hands are quick to untie the knot of your robe, pulling them away in one swift motion and leaving you naked for her to see.

You flinch away from her kiss when cool air brushes over your nipples. Heat making its way to your face once you realize the state of your undress.

Ei grabs your chin and forces you to look into her vivid purple eyes.

And you finally see what you have been resolutely ignoring these past few months.

There is an unmistakable want in her dilated pupils, gaze lidded with lust and the corners of her eyes crinkled with something you couldn’t hope to discern (is it desire, possessiveness, or—love?)

Her lips find their way to your collarbones, nipping at your skin and teeth biting just hard enough to mark but not draw blood. Your hands land on her shoulders, not knowing whether you should push her away or pull her close.

Your breath hitches when her mouth latches on your nipple, her hand moving downwards to a place you know should be reserved for your god only but—

A whine leaves your lips when her fingers begin to rub circles on your clit. Her pace begins to build up, tearing gasps and moans from your throat as she eases you to a painfully quick climax.

Your toes begin to curl against the sheets, hips bucking up to gather more stimulation. Your mouth opens in preparation for a cry—

But then she pulls away.

You hadn’t realized you’d been crying until you look down at her and see only a blur.

“Please, Ei, please I—”

You wail when her tongue lands on your slick folds, lapping at them and grinding the tip of her nose at your abused clit.

She inhales, long and slow, and nearly comes undone from your scent alone. Her hands grab your thighs to pull them further apart, burying her face deeper in your cunt, tongue making obscene noises as she continues to sloppily lap at your slit.

“Feels s’ good... Ei, please... please, I want—” Your pleas turn into incoherent babbles when her tongue begins to fuck into you.

Your slick smears across her face, dripping down her chin and into the wet spot that’s gathering on the bed. Ei will have it remain unwashed for the rest of eternity.

Your hands find purchase in her hair, tangling your fingers in the thin strands and pushing her even closer to your cunt. Loud, shaky breaths escape your lips, thighs closing around her head as the heat in your abdomen begins to build to a crescendo.

Ei feels your thighs shake, so she moves her tongue to your clit and starts suckling at it. One long, slender finger enters you with a wet squelch that she’ll repeat in her head for centuries to come.

You come undone on her face, hot spurts of liquid squirting out of you, and Ei is all too happy to run her tongue over the mess you’ve made and swallow your release.

Silence reigns save for the crude sounds of her lips on your folds.

As you sit in the wake of your high, you cannot even bear to think of your god.

✧

You had thought Morax would come for you as soon as he realized you left. A part of you hopes he had, if only so you can finally sort out the confounding feelings that swirl in your chest, threatening to drown you with their sheer intensity.

Ei busies herself with her nation, working on a project she has yet to tell you about.

“I will reveal it to you at a later date,” is always her reply whenever you broach the topic.

It leaves you feeling a sort of fondness, watching her work in a way she had never been able to when she was still a kagemusha.

On the fourth month after you left Liyue, she presents a puppet to you.

“This is Kuni.”

You stare down at the young looking boy who greatly resembles the former Electro Archon, from the soft swell of his cheek to the smile he greets you with. But there is also a hint of you in the slope of his nose and the shape of his lips.

And you wonder, just for a moment, if she had made him with something else in mind other than the keeper of the gnosis.

That night, in the middle of languid kisses and groping hands, you playfully ask her if this means the two of you are parents now.

She splutters and turns red in the face, but she never denies your question.

✧

With Morax comes the shaking of the earth and Tenshukaku in a frenzy as soldiers frantically begin arming themselves at the threat of the Geo Archon himself.

Thunder rolls across the clouds, threatening to bring unforgiving storms and strike anyone who dares to defy it.

Beelzebub meets him halfway across Inazuma City, a crash of thunder against rock that could be heard even from Seirai Island.

You are left in Tenshukaku with the puppet who has never called you his mother but looks at you like you are. He cries when he sees tall stone spires rising to the sky and flashes of lightning that bring golden pillars to the ground.

You hold him close and press a comforting kiss to the top of his head, this boy who has your lips and your nose and perhaps the crinkle in your eyes when you smile.

✧

It takes two days and two nights for the earth to settle and the skies to clear.

Ei returns with Morax, a compromise between them.

You don’t disapprove of it.

✧

You feel your insides get split apart as Morax sinks into your heat.

His cock is the same girth as two arms and has scales that only a dragon could possess. By the time he buries his whole length inside you, you’re nothing but a drooling, crying mess.

Ei kisses your temple from where she has you on her lap, legs twined with yours to keep them apart and two fingers spreading your folds to let Morax stretch you open.

“You’re doing so well taking me in,” he chuckles when he sees your fucked out state, brushing a hand over your face and wiping away the sweat that had gathered.

He starts pulling out, feeling your walls clench down on him and nearly coming undone at the simple action. Ei toys with your breasts, tweaking your nipples between her fingers as she covers your neck with sloppy, wet kisses.

Morax slams his hips against your so suddenly, it leaves you crying out in both pain and pleasure as the tip of his cock presses against your cervix. He sets a furious pace as he thrusts into you, the ridges of his draconic cock sliding against your clit with every snap of skin against skin that echoes in the room.

“My Lord...” You feel him still. Between the haze of pleasure in your mind and the tight knot building in your stomach, you don’t notice this. “Lord Morax, please—”

A deep, guttural groan reverberates from his throat. With one, quick thrust, he slams himself balls-deep into your cunt and enjoys the way you sob as he keeps hitting the entrance to your womb, leaving you heady and unable to form a single coherent thought.

You register the feeling of a hand snaking down your breasts into the spot between your legs.

Ei rubs circles into your clit, her fingers setting a fast pace that has you seeing stars and babbling wordless pleas. “S’ good, I wanna... Ei—Morax—please, more please, don’ wanna stop—”

He grabs your thighs in a bruising grip and starts pounding into you at a merciless pace that has you crying and drooling, tongue lolling out as you failed to decide whether it’s pleasure or pain that’s making your toes curl and back arch in ways you never would have thought was possible.

A mouth latches on to that sensitive spot beneath your jaw and sucks, leaving you gasping and legs twitching as the knot in your belly tightens until it threatens to unravel before you. Ei licks at the bruise beginning to form on your skin and watches the way your face contorts as you approach your release.

“‘m so close... so close—”

Her fingers press hard against your clit just as Morax hits that spot in you that has you convulsing and creaming around his cock, mouth open in a silent scream and tears running freely down your face.

With a grunt and a choked off gasp, he cums inside you, stuffing you full to the brim, cum leaking out your hole even when he hasn’t finished emptying himself in you.

He pulls out after a few quick thrusts that has you whining from overstimulation and pleasure. As soon as his cock is slips out, his thick, white seed pours out your hole. You clench down on nothing, feeling empty at the absence of him inside you.

Ei scoops his cum into her fingers and pushes them back inside you, a lewd squelching sound reverberating in the room as she fucks his cum back into you with her fingers.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, high pitches pleas for them to stop going unheard. Soon, your legs begin quivering as your second release draws near. Morax’s cum mixed with yours drip down the slit of your ass and into the sheets below, making an utter mess.

It comes quick and just as mind-breaking as before. Harsh puffs of breath escape your lips, a gasp that turns into a sob when Ei shoves her fingers knuckles-deep and curls.

Your walls clench down and clamp violently around her fingers in a vice as your climax reaches its limit.

You’re nothing but a drooling mess, head spinning and eyes lidded and blurry with tears, a fog over your mind after experiencing two consecutive orgasms.

In a daze, you faintly register hands cradling you close and lips brushing against your temple, murmured words of praise and adoration spoken to your skin.

You fall asleep between two bodies, covered in sweat and release but in the most content state you’ve ever felt in thousands of years.

✧

Five hundred years later, Venti appears before you and starts whining about you replacing him with Ei and Zhongli.

You laugh and embrace your dearly missed god, telling him that he still holds a special place in your heart and that you’ll always be his Priestess.

5 sundays of kinktober

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apteryxparvus · 10 months

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Kunikuzushi

Stage name: Wanderer

Occupation: main rapper of 6reeze.

Living situation: residing in his condo in the capital Inazuma, but he often retreats to his secluded cottage in Tatarasuna village, located on Kannazuka island.

Eldest child of Ei Raiden who is the CEO of BB (Baal & Beelzebub) Entertainment

Developed a deep hatred for his younger sister, who is set to inherit the company

Ei's constant criticism led to him becoming emotionally distant

Moved to Snezhnaya to become a solo artist under Fatui Corp., eventually returning to Inazuma and joining 6reeze

Venti

Stage name: Barbatos

Occupation: lead singer and leader of 6reeze, former soloist from Mondstadt.

Living situation: owns his own apartment in the International District of Ritou; occasionally travels back to Mondstadt to visit friends and family.

Born into a musical dynasty family, with a revered mother in Mondstadt's indie folk music scene

He chose to follow his own path as a solo artist, and without his mother’s aid he was able to grow his talent, playing concerts at pubs and small venues

Caught the attention of a BB Entertainment while performing as a supporting act at a festival

Despite his carefree and cheerful persona, he battles personal childhood demons and seeks solace wine

Xiao

Stage name: Alatus

Occupation: lead guitarist and sub-rapper of 6reeze; formerly a member of The Yakshas, a relatively underground Liyuean rock band.

Living situation: renting a small loft apartment in Ritou’s harbor district.

Grew up with an abusive single mother, enduring constant emotional and verbal torment

During his freshman year of high school, he stumbled upon Bosacius practicing drums, igniting a newfound passion for music in him

Formed a band with Bosacius and later joined by Indarias, Bonanus, and Menogias

Joined 6reeze after his previous band, The Yakshas, disbanded

Kaedehara Kazuha

Occupation: sub-vocalist of 6reeze, song writer and poet; passionate hobbyist photographer.

Living situation: resides in a small house near the outskirts of Hanamizaka alongside Heizou; he once used to live in the luxurious Tenshukaku district of Inazuma City.

Born into the noble Kaedehara clan, one of Inazuma's founding families

Witnessed the decline of his family's wealth, and found solace in composing songs for his close friend, Tomo, an aspiring musician

After the tragic loss of his friend, he embarked on The Crux, an offshore vessel, and explored Teyvat

Two years after sailing with the ship's crew, he joined 6reeze, determined to honor Tomo's memory

Shikanoin Heizou

Occupation: drummer and sub-rapper of 6reeze; hobbyist true crime podcaster

Living situation: currently living together with Kazuha in a small, cozy house in Hanamizaka, but he wants to move to Inazuma City’s Tenryu district

Grew up in a small village, forced to work alongside his father and learn martial arts

Went through a rebellious phase, joining an underground fight club

Became a drummer for a small band during his first year at university, and chose to embrace the art, giving up on his academic pursuit

Hosts a true crime podcast in his spare time, staying connected to his initial interest of Criminology

Aether

Occupation: bass guitarist and sub-vocalist of 6reeze

Living situation: he resides in a tiny apartment nestled in the International district of Ritou, located a few blocks away from Venti’s place

Grew up in Starfell Valley along with his twin sister, Lumine

As teens, they established a YouTube channel with a large following, creating covers of various songs

Performed as a musical duo at small venues and pubs until Lumine decided to step away to pursue a travel with her boyfriend

Scouted around the same time as Venti, so the two of them bonded quickly over their shared roots in Mondstadt

Author's note: sike, i lied, no waiting til the weekend, it's 4am but here's the rest of the profiles. Definitely will have to check for any spelling mistakes when i wake up lol

A little secret — i actually haven't watched Moriarty the Patriot yet 😪 it's there, on my to-watch list along with dozens of animes and movies and series and yea

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tomorrowusa · 3 months

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Donald Trump has never had a high regard for the health or even the lives of his supporters. We recall how he told them to take quack medicines during the pandemic emergency and retweeted anti-mask conspiracy freaks after he horrifically mismanaged the early response to COVID-19 in the US.

To Trump, nothing counts except Trump. His supporters are just disposable pawns in his political, legal, and business struggles.

He demonstrated this again by telling Iowa caucus goers that it's okay if they die — as long as they caucus for him first.

Donald Trump urged voters to get out to the Iowa caucuses even if they are “sick as a dog” in a defiant rally on the eve of his first major election test. The former president said that even if people “passed away” shortly after voting it would be “worth it”, and once again launched attacks on the New York judge who had denied him a delay in his civil trial so that he could attend his mother-in-law’s funeral. His remarks came during an in-person rally in Indianola on Sunday afternoon. Mr Trump was previously forced to swap out other planned events in Iowa with tele-rallies due to severe bad weather conditions in the state. “You can’t stay at home,” he told those gathered. “[Even} if you’re sick as a dog and you say ‘darling I can’t make it…’ “Even if you vote and then pass away it’s worth it.”

It wouldn't be surprising if somebody DID die because they were sick and were told by Trump to caucus for him in sub-zero weather. In Des Moines, not the coldest city in the state, the temperature at 7 PM CST is predicted by the NWS to be -7°F/-22°C. It may be even colder when people are returning home from caucus locations. If you're not in good health, you shouldn't be outside in such conditions.

Despite being a lying gluttonous adulterer who hasn't been to church in decades except for weddings, funerals, and political events, Trump is treated as a god by many nominal Christian fundamentalists. Trump is their Baal.

The only way to counter such irrational fanatics is to outorganize and outvote them. Despite their willingness to die for Trump, they are still a minority. If we remain focused, determined, and (most of all) united, we will fend off the threat to democracy in 2024.

#iowa #iowa caucuses #donald trump #baal #gop presidential nomination #republicans #no empathy trump #sick as a dog for trump #it's okay if you die voting for trunp #trump zombies #fundamentalist christians #threat to democracy #trump's botched response to the covid-19 outbreak #pandemic emergency #trump's quack covid cures #disregard for human life by trump #election 2024

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fanfic-gallery · 2 years

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Hii any chance you could do a genderblend Baal X reader

Smut sub Baal X Dom reader

His little helper [ NSFW MDNI ]

A collab with Fanart_Gallery : out now ! 「 click here to visit 」

✎ Yandere! GB! Ei x Reader

✎ Tags : headcanons, genderbend ei, gn! reader

✎ CW : smut, sub! ei, dom! reader, depictions and detailed ideals of a yandere, manipulation, kidnapping, blowjob, recording and photographing without consent, stealing, non-con

: ̗̀➛ Manager’s/Author’s note : I see you’re a yandere enjoyer~ well *slaps ‘yandere!’ on the word ‘smut’* let’s do this shall we~ Also if you are interested, go check out my other blog Fanart_Gallery if you like fanart and stuff \(￣︶￣*\))

Yandere! GB! Ei, who once stepped out of his plane of eternity for a night on the streets of Inazuma city, fell so absolutely smitten with his young advisor, who in turn had caught the Shogun and advised against sneaking out of his domains. That he took the initiative of reprograming and re-tweaking his puppet for the sake of keeping an eye on you. But despite all that, prefers to keep check on you himself, not wanting his vessel to also fall into the feeling called ‘love’, especially after finding out it had a conscious on its own.

Yandere! GB! Ei, who takes advantage of his status of Shogan to leave inappropriate touches on your figure, from light grazes on your back to full on gropping your ass when your distracted. Yet you never seem to be bothered, as he always blames it on his lack of knowledge of humans in recent times. Despite not wanting to defile the shogun you did find discomfort when he would start caressing the skin near your sex as he gives you a ‘hug’.

Yandere! GB! Ei, who wouldn’t allow anyone else but you to serve him, no matter if the task at hand isn’t yours to solve. Your an advisor not his personal servant? Well, too bad, if he wants you to serve him tea and sticks of dango, you will obey. Unless, you wish for everyone you o’ so loved dearly to suffer the wrath of the shogun? That’s it, be a good little helper and let him lean in just like that.. Oh? Don’t mind the lingering fingers brushing against the spot between your thighs, he just forgotten that humans were sensitive when some of their parts are played with~

Yandere! GB! Ei, who would strings his subjects under the Tenryou Commission to do his misdeeds. Picturing your every move, from tame images of you just talking with the locals to degenerate close ups of you relishing yourself, not leaving any tiny details behind. The scent of stolen freshly worn undergarments stuffed deep within the caverns of his mouth, stained in nothing but his saliva as he jerked himself off to the newly recorded audio of your harmonic moans on repeat.

Yandere! GB! Ei, who would ask you about human intimacy, especially intercourse, often and many, ending off his questions with a request for a demonstration. Why wouldn't he, when your warmth is literally setting his skin ablaze with your hot breath fanning over him as you slowly take in his cock little by little. If it weren’t for how restrained he is, he would have spilled all over, stuffing that pretty leaking mouth of yours. Oh~ just imagining your face stained with his cum is enough to make him implode, even more so with your muffled moans and heated tongue licking his shaft.

Yandere! GB! Ei, whose patience has been wearing thin, deciding to just whisk you away from your mortal life and incase you within his planes of sand and storm. If only he had the power to strip you from your mortality, but till the day comes, he promises within the holds of his barrier, you are safe, taken cared of. A feast fit for a crown of a nation, spawns of bubbling lakes and pools to loosen a nerve or two, clothing made from the finest threads and fabrics. Every bit of his attention.. every bit.. was yours..

“..oh~.. oh how i wanted this for so long~ hah.. hAh~” Lilac hues hazed with lust, pools of saliva piling against the exposed skin of your abdomen as the slapping of skin to skin carried. Moans and whines of pleasure linked and synced nonchalantly, only muffled when tongues were entranced in a heated dance. Within the mist of your rapidly beating heart, you wished to escape, to push him away, yet the feeling of ecstasy drowned out your thoughts, letting your body take over.

“..touch me more~ touch mE- hah.. moreee~ my- my little helper~” Your archon demanded and you obeyed. You began lacing your fingers between the flushed skin of chest, ass, thigh. Glossed lips ghosting over his neck, collar, leaving and trailing bruising bites, etching and craving your hatred and anger against the being before you, who in turn, could only squeal louder and louder from every marking your canine teeth created.

“..I- I don’t think~ I cAn last mu-much longer.. my precious.. s-servent~ haH.. aH~ ” His hips escalated, hitting your pelvis with enough force you thought your bones might shatter with how much he is pounding against you. His hands bolted straight for your back, dragging you forward, drawing your lips to his again to muffle the screams of his release. White fluids drippled, leaving droplets along your chest before they glide and pool within the crevice of your waist and his flushed thighs.

“ ..hah.. I.. I love you, my little h-helper~ I’m yours, for eternity and forever~ ”

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jade-parcels · 1 year

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Obv I don't claim the creation of DCKZ, 5wirl, TVT Dream, KNRH, or RCHNS as they're all groups I've seen in the au before but all the rest are mine! (This is quite long I'm sorry)

DCKZ -> Diluc - vocal, Childe - rap, Kaeya - dance (vis), Zhongli - vocal (leader)

5wirl -> Aether - rap (leader), Kazuha - rap (vis), Venti - vocal, Xiao - dance (vis), Heizou - dance

L/YUE -> Ningguang - vocal (leader), Beidou - rap (vis), Keqing - rap/dance, Ganyu - dance

TVT DREAM -> Bennet - rap (leader), Razor - dance, Xingqiu - vocal, Chongyun - dance (vis), Fischl - bestie, manager in training

4vonius -> Jean - vocal/dance (leader), Eula - dancer (vis), Amber - rap, Lisa - vocal (vis), Noelle - excited manager, Sucrose - shy manager in training

KNRH (underground group) -> Kaeya (on the dl)- dance (leader) (vis), Albedo - vocal, Dainsleif - rap (vis)

Red Oni -> Itto - rap (leader) (vis), Thoma - vocal, Gorou - dance (vis), Shinobu - tired manager

3lectro -> Baal - rap (leader), Yae Miko - vocal (vis), Sara - dance

Spl4sh -> Kokomi - dance (leader), Barbara - vocal, Mona - dance (vis), Yelan - rap (vis)

XY² -> Xiangling - dance, Xinyan - rap (vis), Yanfei - vocal, Yoimiya - vocal (leader), Hu Tao - goofy manager

Blackice -> Rosaria - rap/dance, Shenhe - vocal/dance (vis)

Sumosity -> Cyno - rap (vis), Tighnari - vocal, Alhaitham - dance, Collei - number one fan, manager in training

RCHNS (former) (stage names most likely) -> Barbatos - vocal, Morax - vocal (leader), Raiden - rap, Tsaritsa - dance (vis), Rukkhadevata (nahida's mom) - dance, +the other 2 idk enough abt them tho

Eis Zwei -> Kaeya - dance (vis), Rosaria - rap/dance (I think I'm I'm cool and funny for this name I'll explain why if you wanna know)

Solos ->

☆yaka [the star is important] (dance) Ayato - sly manager

Nilou (dance) Candace - stern manager

Yunjin (vocal) Her own damn manager tyvm

-🐝

Bee, my love, I’ve decided to make a long post in addition to this one so I can lay it out the way I want (tumblr mobile is DUMB booooo)

I love the soloist Ayaka with her big bro being her manager so much, to me that’s just so cute cause he’s supporting her dreams…. Brb sobbing;-; I also love how Kaeya’s in like three groups he has commitment issues we know -_-

I have groups in mind as well, I’m gonna shit them out here so I don’t lose them and I’ll make a separate post about them because it got long and again, when I tried to copy and paste into here the formatting was fucked up so expect that later when I can go on my computer instead cause tumblr mobile is so fucking bad ok here!!! ⚪️-gen 1 🔴- gen 2 🔵- gen 3 🟢-gen 4

⚪️ICEE - Tsaritsa, 2 other group mates who retired nameless

⚪️Alice (Soloist)

🔴HARBING3R - Pantalone, Capitano, Dottore

🔴☆YATO - Ayato (soloist)

🔴elec2ro - Yae, Ei

🔴DR.BAi- Baizhu (soloist)

🔴/🔵BLACKICE - Shenhe, Yelan, Rosaria, Candace

🔵DCKZ - Diluc, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli

🔵SWORD- Jean, Amber, Eula, Lisa, Noelle

🔵5WIRL - Venti, Heizou, Aether, Scara, Xiao

🔵AlKaZ- Albedo, Kazuha

🔵SPL4SH - Kokomi, Mona, Barbara, Nilou

🔵ATCK- Tighnari, Cyno, Alhaitham, Kaveh

🔵L/YUE- Ning, Ganyu, Keqing, Beidou

🔵Dain (Soloist)

🟢Hot!Hot! - Xinyan, Xiangling, Yanfei, Hu Tao, Yoimiya

🟢☆YAKA - Ayaka (soloist)

🟢Yunjin (soloist fuck yeah)

🟢ADVNTR- Bennett, Chongyun, Xingqiu, Razor

🟢RED HORN- Thoma, Itto, Gorou

Trainees: Collei, Mika

Managers: Sara, Pierro, Shinobu

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Underground/sub-groups/additional groups idk

🖤KNRHA - Kaeya, Albedo, Dain

🖤ARCHON- Zhongli, Tsaritsa, Venti, Ei

🖤DELUSION Scara, Pantalone, Capitano, Dottore, Childe

🖤☆ART - Ayaka and Ayato :) <3

#genshin impact #idol au 💕

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nehetari-of-szarekhan · 1 year

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Hello, I’ve have question regarding the anatomical differences between a necrontyr and a human. How similar are the two species internally? If I remember correctly in a previous post you mentioned that a necrontyrs possesses additional olfactory receptors beneath their eyes. How many other organs or features does a necrontyr possesses that a human does not?

The anatomical differences between Nehetari and Peter Turbo would be pretty drastic due to Mr. Turbo being a primarch, a gene-forged Demi-god, and thus would be filled with all kinds of weird gobbledygook organs of functions unknown.

Hello, this is the Mun here:

Necrontyr internals are not as different from a human's as you may think (almost startlingly similar). They were warm-blooded creatures that produced milk to feed offspring that they gave birth to live. They had a mouth and digestive tract similar to humans, a complete circulatory system, a hormone-based reproductive system, an advanced nervous system centered around a brain, a calcium based skeletal structure... ...you get the idea.

However, this is where the similarities start to divert. As you know, their homeworld was what the modern day Imperium would have classified as a Death World. Like if Catachan, Krieg, and Baal all got together and had an even more radiation blasted, moistureless baby. Much of the Necrontyr anatomy was shaped by their homeworld and the fauna (and scarce flora) that inhabited it.

For example - Necrontyr blood contains a natural antifreeze and temperature-regulating compound that prevents them from freezing to death, even in sub-zero desert nights (they sort of half-freeze then thaw out in the morning). It also helps prevent overheating during the day. This is essential because they do not have sweat glands (water is too precious); instead of sweating they pant sort of like dogs do on Earth, or if it's really hot they can go into a low-activity state where their body slows down to produce less heat.

Another survival trait of the Necrontyr is in their vocal folds: they are capable of a much broader range of sound production than humans. Nehetari herself can mimick just about any sound she hears, from the sound of a bolter report to the tiny, near-inaudible sounds that come from the waves of energy traveling through deep space. It is believed this evolved during the ancient days of their race, when being able to mimick the sound of an oncoming rockslide or a bigger, angrier sand strider was one of the only things that could save you from becoming something's meal.

On the topic of meals, the Necrontyr digestive system is designed to process large amounts of meat and fat quickly. This, paired with their naturally razor-sharp teeth, seem to suggest that the ancestors of the Necrontyr were originally carnivores, which slowly turned omnivorous over time. Meat was more plentiful than edible plant life on their homeworld (lots and lots of insects). The reason why Nehetari hates sweet food is partly caused by this naturally low-carb diet - the Necrontyr body can quickly become overwhelmed when too much sugar enters their bloodstream, as they cannot regulate it properly.

And lastly (for now at least): it's not an internal trait per-se, but it's not an apparent one either. Necrontyr feet can grip almost was well as their hands do, but what's more, they actually change their shape instinctively (or intentionally, if they so chose) depending on what surface they're standing on. From the top, and when standing on a hard, flat surface, the Necrontyr foot looks almost identical to a human's save for stubby claws instead nails. However, from the bottom, Necrontyr feet look almost like that of a gecko. Those many folds can shift, unfold, and re-arrange themselves. When standing on a soft and unsteady surface like sand, the sole of the foot spreads out and becomes more flexible, making movement easier and more stable. When standing on a rocky or uneven surface, they grip it with their toes, and the folds form a sort of dry-adhesion bond to the surface, allowing them to better cling on. They can't walk up 90-degree or perfectly flat surfaces, but they are absolutely stellar climbers. (It was a good thing Necrontyr got so used to being on flat surfaces as they became more advanced. Else, they would have spent the first thousand years or so as Necrons constantly falling off shit. The pads did not accompany them into their metal bodies).

I have many other headcanons for Necrontyr specific biology, but these are my favorites so far.

#Nehetari #Necrontyr #necrons #necrontyr headcanons #oc shenanigans #none of this is canon #i just think it's fun #necrontyr biology #i love their little flexi-foot pads

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persweb · 9 months

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#genshin #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #sub!genshin #genshin women

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valhallasoutlaw · 6 months

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I liked how the little cards looked, so here's the palette card and insignia of my homebrew chapter! (btw I couldn't find a higher resolution image so it looks a bit like shit but hey >.<) Enjoy and I'd love to hear any thoughts!

Name: The Angels Alba

Successor: Blood Angels

Chaptermaster: Ajax Alighieri

Founder: Janas Albanos

Strength: ~800

Temperament: The Angels Alba typically recruit aspirants that strongly reflect the passionate, reckless fervor of the Great Angel in combat. They're as quick to any other emotion as they are to anger, but even the rage subsides nearly as fast as it comes.

Notes: Their power armor is a unique sub-pattern of Mark VIII Errant plate that has been streamlined to appear aerodynamic--it is also called Tyto Plate, after the predatory avian native to Baal Primus. The scraps of the plate's Standard Template Construct was discovered by Janas Albanos on Baal Primus. They possess a heavier set of plate equipped with fusion jump packs that allow the Angels Alba to perform aggressive air-and-void strikes without sacrificing mobility or speed.

History: The Angels Alba are unique, as they share a mutual founding with the Order of the Stained Glass Rose, an Order Minoris under the Sisters Hospitaller. Albanos was serving with Saint Karsta Ignotia when the STC was discovered in an isolated sector of Baal Primus. The pair fought side by side against agents of chaos and returned not only victorious, but bearing the record of ancient Baalite technology. As a reward, Ignotia and Albanos were venerated and named founders of their respective battalions. The Angels Alba and the Order of the Stained Glass Rose would honor one another with their respective symbols, with the Angels bearing the Fleur-des-lis of the Sisters beneath their heraldry, while the Sisters incorporated the drop of blood venerating the Sons of Sanguinius.

#space marine oc #angels alba #blood angels oc chapter #adeptus astartes #warhammer 40k #adepta sororitas #the blangles are stored in the baals

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yamayuandadu · 2 years

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Weekly Wikipedia repair roundup

Kinnaru, the Ugaritic deified lyre. New page. I made it just because he was mentioned on wikipedia before I even started my Ugarit sub-project there.

Imzuanna, a Mesopotamian goddess mostly famous for being equated with Baal and Teshub via a scribal mistake. New page.

Yarikh, the Ugaritic moon god. And various cognates. Featuring detailed summaries of both myths he appears in and one he is absent from, Mesopotamian attestations of the name (as far east as Eshnunna), multiple other moon gods, and more.

Gasharu, “THE STRONG,” another nondescript underworld god like Milku, this one somehow attested from Ugarit to Uruk, basically all the way through modern Syria and Iraq. New page.

Kusuh, the Hurrian moon god. I’m close to completing all the rewrites of Hurrian deity pages which already existed, with only Teshub and an update of Kumarbi left to do. Expect both in august, some with all the missing pages (Karhuhi, mountain gods, Teshub’s bulls, Urshui-Iskalli, “former gods”) and expansion of the last few pages left (Maliya, Sharruma) in August. This will only leave the really huge crossover Hurrian-Ugaritic-Amorite-Eblaite projects in the Hurrian tab...

#weekly wikipedia repair roundup

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wingedwheel · 1 year

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1, 2, and 15 for the 2023 reading asks!

soooo many things! i’m hoping to make my way through some classics i haven’t gotten around to and books i’ve been meaning to read for awhile. among them — anna karenina by leo tolstoy, pale fire by vladimir nabokov, love in the time of cholera by gabriel garcía márquez, detransition, baby by torrey peters, and the brothers karamazov by fyodor dostoyevsky. i’m pretty interested in classic russian lit at the moment in general lol

there are a few nonfiction books i really want to finish — american originality by luise glück and a little devil in america by hanif abdurraqib. both are collections of essays. and my mom’s christmas gift to me was chagall by jacob baal teshuva, a chronicle of chagall’s early life and work, as well as his important later pieces.

15. i always read a lot of news so i’m planning to continue that. otherwise, i want to read a lot more lit journals and independent articles (on medium, sub stack, etc). on the lit mags front, i have a collection of long form stories from ploughshares that i’m very excited for :)

#thanks!!#x

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seraphares · 1 year

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I don’t know if I said what everyone’s weapons were but Berry uses a white undercover brella (I think I gave her burst bomb and then don’t remember special), Cheri used octobrush (I think auto bomb and then don’t remember special), Baal uses inkbrush (splat bomb and unique special that sprouts giant kraken tentacles which I know I talked about before), Eden uses tri stringer (probably auto bomb and same special as Baal), Iris uses modified blaster (showed it off before), Frost used modified grizzco stamper (talked about it before), and Kai uses e-liter (haven’t decided on sub/special since he’s mostly in salmon run)

#splatoon #oc

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meili-sheep · 2 years

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Hoo, talking about not liking a ship in this fandom is so risky but I'm happy to see everyone is sane to hold a calm conversation here! I have a problem with some ladies in Genshin because some just seem so bland like Ayaka and Jean, like you said before. For me Ayaka literally have no personality and (look at the risk) Beelzebub, not the puppet, the Archon. Those two just seem so... uninteresting, before the plot of the Shogun being 2 beings in 1 I was so hyped for Baal because she looked so amazing and scary the type of "don't give me any bullshit" but turned out that was the puppet and not the Archon... Kokomi was in the list too but after seeing her dealing with mental health I began to go soft for her. But also, I do understand the appeal these characters can hold and I'm happy for anyone that have them as their favorite be it for meta or for lore and characterization. And while I do like Zhongli and Childe (because, alongside Diluc, I also love Zhongli very much) I can see why some people don't like the ship, if we're going to analyze Zhongli as a character, we can all agree that Zhongli was pretty much an a-hole, and Childe being Childe would never trust in him again, they can still have little encounters where they eat together but I think this is more so Childe can keep an eye on the strongest and oldest ex-Archon-without-a-gnosis and nag him for a spar with him. BUT may I offer you: Zhongli x Diluc x Childe skjdfnkjnsd O god how I like rare ships, there's always so few people that like them and they're always so creative. ~S

Well, I do my best to ensure people know I would never invalidate their opinions. And ya know... I don't think my opinions are law. So I hope I feel like I am a good place to try and have that discussion. Especially since I also try to make it clear I'm not going to have a discussion if my opinions aren't respected.

I do have a fear that most Genshin women are built to be sold rather than built for their characters. Like Jean, Ei and Ayaka feel like really good examples of that. I'd also put Keqing in there, too. Yes I will forever be bitter about her being a 5-star over Ningquang or Beidou who not only make more sense to be 5 but are waaaay more involved in the story and have stronger personalities.

Like to be hoenst Jean, Ei, and Ayaka. They are my meta Builds. I built them to play a part. I do not care about them. Ei currently is my Xiao battery. Jean is out there to Heal my Childe, and Ayaka is a sub DPS for my Diluc. Though with Ayaka, I can work around her in relationships to my favorite asshole, Ayato. So I'm a little more partial.

And finally, for ZhongchiLuc. I'm not an OT3 person, but It's the only way I personally can see that relationship working is Zhongli and Childe bonding through a mutual love of Diluc. If you want more of my thoughts about it, I'll just kinda... Direct you to this post. Also, here are some other posts I'm making about them, which... might mean I have a thing in the works, but I'm currently editing. (Mod AUs are a pain in my ass)

Rare ships are honestly really fun in my opinion. And I'm looking forward more character to try and Ship with Diluc. UuU.

#Since i'm upgrading my personal Kaeya #I've been playing with the idea of Kaeya/Sucrose #and kaeya being down bad for her and her being scared and totally not understanding #and Diluc had to listen to him #it's funny and sweet to me #genshin headcanons #general genshin thoughts #anon S

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luiz-henrique · 13 days

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="[ A GRANDE CLAVÍCULA, LIVRO QUATRO 🍀 -: SECÇÃO H SUB-SECÇÃO H - ÔMEGA - QUARTUS ]"=

="{ As Nove Co-Tutoras de DOBIA-AMBROSINA -: Parte Terceira }"=

="( Abertura )"=

" O Verdadeiro ANÚBIS Acompanhado de YALUHAN e ADAMAS : o Tirano em Junto a EREBUS (EREBO) e YALDABAOTH..., Vem por dentre os Abismos Mais Obscuros e então passando em Meio aos Sepulcros , Tumbas , Túmulos , Sepulturas e Covas dos mortos e do Antro Oculto das Múmias..., para Devorar aqueles que por dentre o mundo dos humanos Enfáticos desta Terra , Iludidos por Sonhos , Errantes como Sonâmbulos nas Furnas de sua Realidade , Quando se fazem passar por Ele , o Grande Chacal da Justiça Desconhecida..., em Meio a qual das Paragens quais forem , dentre estas as que são Exteriores ao Remanescente Insurgido do Mais Antigo...,

no Vir pelo Acessor SETH...,

que é a Outra Faceta do próprio LÓKI (LOKI)..., o mesmo que no Drama Ligado ao Mito - Lendário Germânico de Outrora , Segurou as Mãos do "Cego" HODER , o Deus da Guerra e lhe Disse (...)-:

" Eu Guiarei Tuas Mãos , Atira Ali...,"

e Assim Morreu BALDER , o Bom..., Transpassado pelo Broto de Visgo (...) !-:

(Seres)-:

" Os inimigos que Você Henrich "Mais que os Odeia " , Nós e Outros Também " Mais que os Odiamos"... ,

Veja o que está para Vir (...) ! "

YOG- SOTHOTH : IAK- SAKKAK (...)! -:

NEPHTHYS : NEBTHUT ! NECHBET : Deusa- Abutre ! ADRASTEIA : NÊMESIS ! SERKHETH : Deusa -Escorpião ! ERESHKHIGAL : NINNKHIGAL ! HEL ! MORANA : MARZANNA , Companheira de CHERNOBOG ! PERSÉFONE ! NYX : NOX ! THÊMIS (THEMIS) ! DIKÉ ! GWYN- AP- NUDD , o Caçador Noturno que Agarra sua Presa Antes do Amanhecer ! -:

CERIDDWEN : KHERIDDWEN ! RHIANNON ! MORRIGÚ : MORRIGAN ! -:

MAATH (...)!-: ⚖️ JUSTIÇA SUPERIOR E VERA !

MOT , Senhor da Morte ! YAMM ! AZAG ! HADES : PLUTÃO ! UTHUKK- HUL ! BAAL- ZEBUB , o Deus- Demônio do qual Surge seu Reflexo com Magnitude Ajustada Menor que Integra as Potências de LÚCIFER !

BAAL-MOLOCH , o Deus-Demônio com Corpo Humano , Cabeça de Touro Negro , com Manto e Capuz Característicos e Garras nas Mãos , com Ólhos Brilhantes do qual Surge seu Reflexo MOLOCH , como Demônio e com Magnitude Ajustada Menor Integrado Também as Potências de LÚCIFER !

PAZUZU , o Furioso Demônio Malévolo , Ardendo de Ira , por Dentre os Véus do Ódio , Voando por dentre as Asas dos Ventos , que Vem com LAMMASHTHA LAMMASHTHU e ASAKKU (...)!

NARRGON , o Destruidor !

BARON SAMEDHI dos Cemitérios 🪦 !

CHAVAJOTH , Justiceiro , um dos Guardiões do Sheckinah , o Altar Triângular do Templo de Salomão , Ante os Mistérios do Santuário , e mesmo " Cavaleiro Negro ", Decantador de Cabeças com o Machado ou Espada Esvoaçante , e que Carrega o Laço de Forca (...)! CHORONZÓN , o Guardião do Umbral !

HUMWAWA , Demônio Negro da Morte !

BAAD ANGARRU !-:

" NINNGHIZHIDDA ! -:

UUG- UDUUG- UUGGA - GISHTHUGBI (...)!-: NERGAL !-:

HUBBUR ! LEVIATHAN !-:

TIAMAT !

MASKHIM- HUL : SE- BE- TH- THU : Sete Vezes Sete e Mais Inumeráveis...,

SENHORES MALÍGNOS...,

SENHORAS MALÍGNAS (...)!

AZHI- DAHAKA !-:

AL- MASIH AD- DAJJAL : AL' DAJJAL , ARAÚTO DA MORTE , PREMIÊ ou CHANCELER DO DIABO , EMISSÁRIO DAS TREVAS QUE SE EXPLANAM NA ESCURIDÃO , ANUNCIADOR DO VERO ARMAGEDDON , E MESMO RAGNAROK (...)!

LILITH...,

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Sete e então Nove Terrores do Sobrenatural e Dentre Estes estão -: a Vertência da Escuridão por Detrás da Qual se Explanam as Trevas , em Desde a Grande Obscuridade , com suas Portas Abertas...,

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o Estranho , Alienígena Tentacular e Açougueiro ...,

DEUS Obscuro Auto Proclamado Voraz...,

e Dentre os Outros..., o mesmo VAZIO , que Sozinho em Si , Devora o que lhe Convém...,

em Junto aos Terrores do Além do Sobrenatural (...)!

O Cavaleiro Escarlate , Encapuzado com Face de Caveira Fantasmagórico Espectral , Emissário Exelso e Solene da Morte , em Sobre seu Forjado Cavalo Negro , de fato , Fumegante , dos Ólhos Brilhantes do Inferno (...)!

KHAOS !-:

AHEIEH ASHR EHEIEH !

ALLAHU AKBAR (...) !!!-:

HWH- HÉ- VAU- SH- HÉ- IOD- - HWH !-:

SAYTHAN(...)!-:

GLORIA IN EXELSIS DEO (...)!!!

ASSIM SEJA PERDIDO NO INDIZÍVEL (...)!-:

HÉMEN- AHÁR - ETHAN (...)!!! "

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" Eia , Descrente..., Ante os Augúrios Solenes do Inferno , que Abre Caminho para as Façanhas do Legado Sinistro da Morte...,

o mesmo Descrente pergunta para os Seres Contatantes que Não Procedem desta Terra pela Via de Comunicação da Sincronização Inversa -:

" Onde estão as Três ..., Já neste aqui , por dentre está Madrugada de Sexta Feira , 12 de Abril de 2024 , Após o Descrente Efetivar suas Preces nas Altas Horas da Madrugada e no Quase Ante o Amanhecer se Recolher para Descansar Sozinho em sua Cama e Quarto (...) !?-:

Tais Seres Responderam (...) -:

" Esta , DOBIA-AMBROSINA se Encontra Bem ao Teu Lado Esquerdo , deitada na Cama...,

Já BABA YAGA está Desdobrada Junto a Porta de Entrada do Quarto Conversando com AKERBELTZ e com HÉCATE ( HÉCATE)...,

Já no Teu Lado Esquerdo , Fora da Cama se Encontra a FADA WOWIWRE das Relvas , Acompanhada da FADA LICÓRNA e de NICKASA , Rainha das ONDINAS...,

Adentradas no Ambiente , Sem que o Descrente Henrique , ainda as perceba , pelo que Sabemos...,

Já no Espaçamento entre a Cama e a Janela , Atrás da Cabeça do mesmo Descrente , se Encontra ASTARTÉ Acompanhada de ASHERAH (ATHIRATH) e de ALCIONE (ALLY) , Deusa das Águas , de Vestes Azuis , Exímia Médica...,

Já na Poltrona do Lado Esquerdo em Frente da Cama , e que se Encontra do Lado Esquerdo Sob a Televisão Embutida na Parede , se Acha Sentada AGLAOPHÊNIA , mas em Quanto no por Detrás deste Ambiente , no Outro Ambiente Mais Próximo do Ambiente no qual o Descrente se Encontra , Precisamente no Ambiente Preliminar ao Intermediário que está por Detrás do Ambiente Preliminar ...,

Onde no Ambiente Preliminar , Prelúdio do Outro , o Intermediário , eis que Há o Referencial da Cama , mas Não Há os Armários , Nem a Televisão , e o Ambiente é Mais Espaçado ou Amplo se dando Não como um Quarto , mas como uma Sala...,

Onde a Poltrona ali é Diferente Mais Distendida em Comprimento..., onde AGLAOPHÊNIA está a Conversar com FREYJA , ÁRTEMIS e HEZAHLLIÉDRAH..., e no mesmo Simultâneo Ajustado , AGLAOPHÊNIA está Sem Estas , Sentada na Poltrona Adentrada no Ambiente no qual o Descrente se Encontra...,

Ante HÉSTHER HÁLGAMAS HÉLLIONDRAH que Chega Junto a AGLAOPHÊNIA para Saber de Algo Quanto a Conversa Desta com as Mencionadas no Ambiente Outro , o Preliminar Referido , Porém HÉSTHER HÁLGAMAS HÉLLIONDRAH fala com AGLAOPHÊNIA Desdobrada pois no mesmo Simultâneo Ajustado está Além do Ambiente Intermediário , Não no Intermediário , portanto , Conversando com MELUSINA , DRUJ- I- NASU e OUTRAS...,

Já AKERBELTZ Conversa com BABA YAGA e HÉCATE (HEKATE) no Ambiente Intermediário , onde o Cenário é Diferente , no mesmo Simultâneo Ajustado , no qual se Encontram Adentradas no Ambiente no qual o Descrente se Encontra , no Estarem em Junto a Porta de Entrada do Quarto...,

Onde os Seres MENCIONADOS que Não Procedem desta Terra me Disseram , como referido , pois Não Consegui Dormir , Já que fui Anotar , Lógo depois , lá pelas 9 horas da manhã , no horário de Brasília, Brasil...,

que AKERBELTZ foi Incumbido a Convocar de Volta os Três Demônios que Integravam a Escolta do Descrente , e que AKERBELTZ foi Implicado a Sair do Auxílio e Assistência Destacada Frentiça Direta , Continuando Entretanto nos Grupos Formados , dos quais falaremos adiante..., e que estão em Ambientes por Detrás de Ambientes Além do Ambiente Intermediário e no por Detrás do Ambiente da Cada , no qual o Descrente se Encontra...,

porque AKERBELTZ para Ensinar ao Descrente neste Ali , Não Resistia a Predisposição de Assim Efetivar Através de Sinais Irônicos Maliciosos com um Toque de Maldade...,

o que fazia o Descrente Aumentar a Distensão da Prece Estafante , Já que AKERBELTZ é Extremamente Maldoso , Maldade como Virtude...,

e LÚCIFER Ainda Mais...,

à Maldade Inimaginável...,

Onde por Isto AKERBELTZ no Auxílio Frentista Destacado e Assistência Direta ao Descrente , foi Substituído por LÚCIFER...,

e os Três Demônios da Escolta Mencionada , Voltaram para AKERBELTZ , Substituídos por Três Demônios Enviados por LÚCIFER (...) !

(Continua em H- ÔMEGA - QUINTUS)

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