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Revelation 12:7-9 KJV
#quotes#scripture#bible verse#sons of god#the rebellion#kjv bible#once upon a time#there was ather in heaven
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Menstruation and the ghouls:
I saw someone do this recently and since I was on my period this week I figured why not?
NSFW Minors DNI
But first LORE!-
Ghouls aren't human in my headcanon they are some sort of demon creature. So they like blood, any blood (extra points if it's human). Luckily our ghouls are relatively well behaved so there have been very few incidents. But as a precaution, Siblings that menstruate are encouraged to go on some sort of birth control and all ghouls are sterilized when summoned. However, some people can not go on birth control or theirs is finicky and the church understands this. Most of the time the ghouls are able to interact with menstruating siblings with no problem. However, keep in mind ghouls are also territorial.
Dew- (TW for possessiveness in relationships) Dew is the most affected by blood especially if it's his partner’s. Your sent wafting around is gonna drive him a bit crazy and he may be more possessive of you. (it's not that he thinks you are weak it's more that he worries about other ghouls getting ideas) If you are not down for sex during your period he may need to separate himself from you but, if you are down to pound Dew will practically be begging to taste you. Oh! and fire ghouls are walking furnaces feel free to ask if you can use him as a heating pad. (he actually takes great pride in helping his SO)
Rain- Because he's a water ghoul he is naturally empathetic seeing you in any sort of pain hurts him. He will do whatever he can to make you comfortable. When you first get together he would be quite shy about it not because it grosses him out or anything but because he wants to respect your boundaries. If you ask for anything he's quick to do whatever it is you desire (praise kink) He takes pride in making you happy and that's about as territorial as he gets.
Mountain- The minute he smells your blood his pupils become saucers and he looks like a deer in headlights, might need to step out of the room for a moment to collect himself. My big boy is very gentle he's heard what periods are like from around the clergy your gonna have to tell him it's okay to touch you and remind him your not glass especially when it comes to sexy times. Once Mountain gets between your legs he’s in heaven (hell?) either way he will spend hours worshiping your cunt coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of you. He will never admit it but it might be his favorite type of sex. Mountain checks up on you throughout the day just to see how you're doing and make sure you're taking care of yourself. Mountain has never been super possessive but you do notice there are certain people he steers you away from if you're actively bleeding.
Swiss (Lest get nasty) - (Okay my head cannons for periods and swiss are just gross so major TW for just kinda creepy grossness) He is obsessed with your period the smell the taste and spends most of it between your legs especially fixated on the blood dripping out of your pussy. ( I can't believe I'm about to write this) Swiss would absolutely suck on a tampon. If you leave a pad or tampon in your bathroom trash uncovered he will pull it out and stare at it for a good minute. If you walk in on him he will discard it then hoist you up on the sink immediately going for your cunt. (I'm not down with piss but I'll write shit like this god I'm fucked up) Obviously, once you tell him that's not okay and makes you uncomfortable with it we would absolutely stop. Just remember his demonic side is very impulsive. He is the one ghoul who you can spill all the gross shit with like if you tell him about the massive period shit you just took he'd be like “that's fucking disgusting nice!” (will I regret writing this… yes am I still gonna do it…yes)
Ather- is probably the best when it comes to periods. Definitely has your period on his calendar. If you're coming over he's got a heating pad plugged in, gotten all your favorite snacks, and made a cozy blanket nest on his bed. Offers to go out and get you stuff even if it's the middle of the night. When he's on tour he will secretly arrange for chocolates to be delivered to you as a surprise. Of course, he's down for sex like the others but your comfort and safety are the top priority for him.
Cumulus- She gets get periods suck. Keeps your preferred pads and whatnot under her sink. Expect lots of snuggles and cuddles from her. She's pretty horny for blood for the others but menstrual blood doesn't really do it for her. Maybe it's because she knows the pain it causes or because of her own experiences either way, not her fav. If you want it, of course, she will go down on you and/or fuck you she doesn't find it gross or anything. It's just not as good as biting your thigh before she eats you out and, mixing the blood with your juices while she takes her fill.
Cirrus- Plans her schedule around you so you never have to be alone. (If you want to be alone she's okay with that too.) Makes a list of your favorite period snacks when she goes out she makes sure to always bring you something. Offers to hang out at your place so you don't have to leave the comfort of your own bed, even plans ahead and brings you dinner after particularly long days.
I might do the new ghoul later I don't have a good grasp on them yet
okay that's it please ignore any mistakes I am an idiot, I'm sure everyone and their mother has done this but I'm still gonna do it (if I haven't done it already)
#ghost band#ghostband#nameless ghouls#nameless ghoul#dew#dewdrop ghoul#swiss army ghoul#swiss ghoul#rain ghoul#mountain ghoul#cumulus ghoulette#cirrus ghoulette#the ghoulettes#ghouls#ghost bc#ghost x reader#ghost x you#ghost headcanons
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•TV show: "Criminal minds".
•Content warnings: Five people having believed their friend/acquaintance committed suicide for almost fourty years, a president's assassination, a young girl's death happening that same day, people "being rude" to their former friend/acquaintance because he is an alcoholic and some of them refusing to talk about the girl who died at first.
•A person I met on Wattpad helped me write this, so the credits for this chapter also go to that girl. I can't tag her on here, though.
•Tags: @lex13cm, @golden1u5t, @avis-writeshq, @chrrysgirl, @hugyourlungs, @achillmango, @marie-sworld, @iluvreid, @babygirl-garcia, @rynwritesreid, @strangermoonlove.
The bridge to Heaven
Chapter 5: A reunion of former schoolmates
River.
All it had taken was that word on a piece of paper, and Spencer had asked for a few days off from work, told his wife and daughters that he had an urgent appointment in New York State, and gotten in the next plane to Long Island.
He knew what that word meant, and he also knew it wouldn't have led to anything, but he was certain that if Aaron Hotchner, with whom he had never had much contact and whom he hadn't seen in thirty-nine years, had called him, it had to be something urgent.
As he arrived at the address Aaron had told him, a few hours later, the man stopped in front of that house's front door with his heart in his throat and his stomach twisted in anxiety.
How could Aaron think he had the right to force him to remember things he would rather have forgotten?
But he was there now, so he decided to ring the doorbell.
Under it, however, there wasn't the last name "Hotchner", as Spencer expected, but "Rossi".
He had heard that last name before, it was that of a fairly famous former writer, but it meant nothing important to him.
As soon as the door was opened, a high-pitched sound distracted Spencer from his thoughts.
"Matt!" the voice of a person he hadn't see since he had finished high school, way back in 1968, exclaimed.
Although thirty-five years had passed and she had changed a lot, Jennifer Jareau was still perfectly recognizable, at least in Spencer's opinion.
"Jennifer!" Matthew replied, and then he hugged her "I thought no one would have come. I'm happy Aaron was right, at least this time".
"No one? What are you talking about, Matthew?" Spencer intervened at that point.
Aaron stood up from the desk he had been sitting at and said "Hello" to both him and Jennifer, then simply added "I knew they would have come".
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang again, and when the door was opened, a tall, dark-skinned man, with the muscles in his arms still well sculpted despite the fact that he was now over 55 years old, and wearing sunglasses, walked in.
"Little Genius?" was the first thing he said, obviously addressing Spencer, still using the nickname he had given him when they had first met, at 16 and 12 years old.
"Derek?" the younger man replied, getting up and going straight to him.
"How long has it been since we last saw each other? It seems like an eternity!" Derek laughed.
"An eternity is just a subjective thing. It's actually been thirty-seven years, seven days, seventeen minutes and thirty-two-" Spencer responded, but before he could finish his speech, someone interrupted him.
Two women had just arrived, two more people everyone in the room had known well during their adolescence, which now seemed so distant it was like another life.
One of the two, blonde, all dressed up, and wearing a flashy fuchsia dress, immediately ran towards him and Derek with open arms.
They both smiled as she stopped in front of them and hugged them both.
"Hey, Baby Girl, doesn't time ever pass for you?" Derek then asked her, winking ather after speaking.
"Do you know what Aaron wants to talk to us about or is it a secret?" Penelope then questioned, but before anyone could answer her, an elderly man and a woman about the same age as him walked into the room.
Spencer and Jennifer immediately recognized one of them.
It was former writer David Rossi, and if they weren't mistaken, the woman next to him was his wife Erin.
"Hello, everyone" David said, clearing his throat "If we're all here, then we can get started"
"Get started?" Jennifer asked "I don't know what you want to discuss, honestly. Emily committed suicide".
"No, it's not like that. Or rather, Matthew contacted me saying that she didn't kill herself and I want to believe it" Dave replied with conviction, making Derek nod "We have to reconstruct exactly everything that happened that night. I had already tried to do some research those days, but public attention was obviously focused on Kennedy's assassination".
"What do you know about this story?" Elle interjected, turning to Matthew.
"I was on the bridge and saw something that night. And I can say with certainty that Emily was killed" the man explained to her.
"Oh. And when did you see it, exactly? Between one bottle of beer and the next?" she retorted, earning a glare from Aaron, who had been her boyfriend in high school.
"I would be grateful if you all could cooperate" David added at that point, intervening in defense of the person he now considered an acquaintance.
"And why do we have to relive that day just because of one of Matthew's whims?" Derek said, then he turned back to his former schoolmate and asked "What exactly did you see?".
"I heard a car arrive on the bridge at full speed, then the sound of Emily's body hitting the water and the car starting again. Do you still have doubts Emily was killed now?" Matthew replied, then he just waited for the answer he knew was going to come soon from his former schoolmates.
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* Short draft *
🔯 MYSTERIOUS DEMON🔯
CW : Cult(?) / Demon / Creepypasta (?)
Pronounce : She / Her
Gender : Female
Note : It's a slightly crossover(?) with Creepypasta. So, Reader is a Demon that work under Zalgo's command. Reader decided to take a break and travel in to an another world. And this will be a slightly crack fic.
I ever think about my Creepypasta!OC, but I change into a Reader instead. I don't know if I write my oc, it will be fun or boring. Enjoy!
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You need some break. After hardworking for Zalgo.
“ Zalgo-sama~ I need some break for a while~ ”
“ You- ”
And that's it, you open the portal and teleport to new world that you didn't know what world is it without listen to any word from your boss.
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Nation of wind, songs, wine and freedom. You relax in Angle's share and drink some wine.
This world use Mora as a money, you just create them and use it for your need. You relax while the Knight of Favonius is staring at you like a sharp dagger.
They can feel evil aura from your presence.
But you didn't care.
Human is so fragile, no need to be panic. Just one hit and they can die instantly, but you are in no mood to destroy. So, you just ignored them.
“ It almost good, if some god doesn't point his bow at my head. ” You say in annoyance, and glance at Venti who have a dead glare at you.
“ I know that I am a "REAL DEMON" but please, I don't have a mood to destroy your town or your peoples. ”
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It's a warm and nice weather to jogging.
Although, it's have some big spear or planet chase after your tail.
“ Jeez! I just wanna jogging! Stop sent your order at my head! Geo Archon! ”
“ I WILL HAVE ORDER!!!! ”
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“ Fight me. ”
“ Childe, no ”
“ Fight me. And Childe, YES! ”
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“ You try to convince me to love a god? ”
You stare at Ather, he look at you with hope in his eyes.
“ I may seem nice to Teyvat, but for real. I'm just take a break from my work. So, If Zalgo-sama ordered me to destroy this world. I won't hesitate to do it, because I am a demon who work under his command. ”
You can see the sadness in his eyes.
“ Why should I love god that abandoned me? God that leave me to fell in to a despair. ”
You slowly walking around Aether.
“ Once upon a time, I remembered that I love god so much! I prayed for them, sacrifice everything for them. I hope that they will love me. ”
“ But when I'm nearly dying, the last glint of my hope is shattered. It's turn out that I never got love by a god. But "HIM" is the only one who gave me a chance, a second chance and saved my life! ”
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“ How amusing.... ”
You look at a Cryo Archon who summoned you into her meeting room.
“ Such a strange god that I never seen before, you are a god? A divine. But you want me to side with you? How amusing.... ”
You floating, you are on the big table that have a summon mark and a forbidden book about Satan&Demon.
Infront of you is an Archon, but surrounding you is a Harbingers that watching you in silence.
“ Tsaritsa, you know this will become a big mistaken, right? You know that the heaven had a rules about how wrong if god try to make a contact with demon or satan. ”
You move your face closer to her, your face is only a few inch away from her. This room filled with a heavy tension, it all from your.
“ Let's me introduce myself again, My name's Y/N. I am a "REAL DEMON" who work under Zalgo's command, also know as a one of his proxies. Luckily, I'm in a day off. So, I don't have a mood to destroy or kill you. ”
You stare at her with an annoyance face. You don't care if all the Harbingers looking at you with an angered eyes, because you didn't show your respect to their lovely archon. Who care? The only one who you will show your respect is only your master, Zalgo.
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Short draft... Note or Reblog if you like✨
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It base on my OC that I planned draft her past story. But I never write about creepypasta fanfic before.
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The keys of the Kingdom Then Jesus came to them and said, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. —Matthew 28:18 Each of us—God’s children—can walk in the power and authority that He has given us. The Word teaches that everything we allow on earth will be allowed in heaven, and everything we forbid on earth will also be forbidden in heaven.
ather, in the powerful name of Jesus, today I take authority over my house, my children, my work, my finances, and my own life. I declare illegal all schemes of the devil and order them to go, now! I cancel the power that one day I granted fortunetellers, sorcerers, or any other satanic intermediaries by allowing them to predict my future. I pull out the roots of divination and witchcraft that come from as far back as my tenth generation. I cancel every word of foretelling, each prediction, each spell, and each vow made over me which marked my life. I speak to every infernal thing that is still attached to my soul and, with the authority delegated by God, order it to go right now, in the name of Jesus!
DECREE WITH ME:
The Keys of the Kingdom are in my hands!
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I can actually name most of the dragons that are still alive in some state or another.
Aither (is two people, live in the sand sea) earth. Full and half dragon at the same time
Ather (daughter of aither) earth. 3/4 dragon
Loolin (somewhere in the circle of heaven and the current queen of dragons) air. Full dragon
Lane (the dragon prince, son of the former king , half human, in the endless forest) poison.
Acthemy ( “ the betrayer” lives in the floating islands of kaliwafitsu, mother of the Amitt) darkness. Full dragon
Java (the blackened king, a fairy dragon, currently somewhere In the cosmarian mountains to the cape of death) lightning dragon. 1/2 dragon
Nagin (lives and travels with circus, is half human) fire.
Nagath ( from ralunjas, works with circus) light. Full dragon
Crystal, (nick name of the dragon who slumbers in the blue forest. ) fog dragon. Full dragon
Rueireth ( the name of the black dragon frozen inside of the black dragon glacier, sibling of Acthemy) full dragon
Mimsi, full dragon who lives in sunngorath. She has five half dragon children Al, naga, kal, su-n, ittsi and gem.
Flora, half dragon half giant. She is traveling trough the continent of Aukulir
Tezzi, a dragon who lives in the city of gods and is the supreme judge and jury and justices of the city. They are a full dragon and cursed to have their fate tied to the city as such they are unable to leave. an energy dragon.
And that’s roughly it. There’s a few other dragons I have designed over the years, but I have either forgotten them or they lived in the past.
Most of what remains of dragons in the world are species related too them or descended from them. Dragons are considered practically extinct.
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In defense of the unnamed gendarme.
One small yet unforgettable detail taken from Rosalie Lamorliere’s two accounts of the queen’s final morning occurs when Marie Antoinette attempted to change into fresh clothing. A gendarme stepped forward and refused to give her privacy. After the queen asked to be allowed to change in privacy ‘in the name of decency,’ the guard replied that his orders are not to let her out of his sight. Marie Antoinette sighed and then resigned herself to changing as quickly as possible to avoid being exposed.
This incident is sometimes used as an example of the humiliation and degradation that was enforced upon Marie Antoinette, in contrast to the more respectful dignity given to Louis XVI in his last moments. Whereas Clery makes a scandal out of the officials not removing their hats in the presence of Louis XVI when they come to escort him to the scaffold, Marie Antoinette was placed in a much more humiliating, helpless position during her final hours; she is not only forced to change her clothing in front of a man, but her hands are bound and her hair is roughly cut before she leaves the Conciergerie in an open criminal’s cart.
But… was this officer attempting to humiliate the queen? Was he relishing her the power he held over a once celebrated, exalted figure?
Or was he simply afraid of being denounced and arrested?
The atmosphere in the Conciergerie after the queen’s trial would have been one of tension and fear. At least three people had been arrested for allegedly showing sympathy to Marie Antoinette on the 16th of October alone–her two lawyers were arrested before the trial was even over, for having defended her “too well.” De Busne, another officer employed at the Conciegerie, was arrested for giving Marie Antoinette a glass of water, helping her down some stairs in the dark, and allegedly taking off his hat in front of her.
At least one witness was arrested and at least one person mentioned by a witness was sought out and arrested during the trial. When one of the jurors wanted to be recused on account of having treated Marie Antoinette in the Conciergerie, his recusal was denied on the grounds that it would be an accusation against him, that he would be so moved by sympathy for the former queen.
Clearly, there is a running theme: any positive association with the accused makes you suspect.
This officer, whose name is unknown but whom Rosalie referred to as a “young man,” was apparently given orders not to let Marie Antoinette out of his sight. Why? It’s possible that, as with Louis XVI when they refused to give him knives after his sentencing, they were worried that she might commit suicide before she was executed. But it’s more likely, in my opinion, that they were worried that someone might attempt another rescue. There had already been one foiled rescue attempt while she was at the Conciergerie, and the truly massive security enacted for her execution was a testament to the fear that she might be saved.
So can we blame this young man, who would have been fully aware of the consequences of showing sympathy towards the accused or allowing anything to happen to her if he lets her out of his sight, for following his orders? I don’t think so.
And maybe I’m wrong. Maybe he was one of the officers who seemed to delight in tormenting Marie Antoinette, in blowing smoke in her face and making crass remarks in front of her. But maybe he just happened to be a young man anxious that he would share the same fate as de Busne: denounced and arrested for showing basic human decency.
Additional Information
The original “declaration of Rosalie,” as included in a work by Lafont d'Aussonne, was published in 1823; based on the years mentioned in his book, it’s likely that his interview with Rosalie took place in about 1822 or 1823.
In the 1823 Declaration, the moment is described thusly:
“Her Majesty went into the little space that I usually left between the folding bed and the wall. She herself unfolded a chemise that had probably been brought to her in my absence and having signed to me to stand in front of her bed so as to hide her from the gendarme, she stooped down behind the bed, and slipped off her dress in order to change her underlinen for the last time. The officer of the gendarmerie came forward instantly, and standing by the head of the bed watched the Queen’s proceedings. Her Majesty quickly threw her fichu over her shoulders, and with the greatest gentleness said to the young man: "In the name of decency, monsieur, elt me change my linen without being watched.”
“It is impossible for me to allow it,” answered the gendarme roughly: “my orders are to keep my eye on you, whatever you are doing.” The Queen sighed, slipped her chemise over her head for the last time as cautiously and modestly as possible, and then dressed herself… I was so much disturbed by the gendarme’s brutality…
In the later 1835 interview as recorded by Madame Simon-Vouet, the wording is changed slightly but significantly. The 1835 recount of the events makes Marie Antoinette’s request more dramatic (Marie Antoinette cries out, rather than speaking with gentleness); it allows Rosalie to act as a protector, blocking the view of the queen with her body; and finally, the guard doesn’t simply stand by the bed as he does in the 1820s version… he insolently leans his elbows on the pillow to look at the queen.
“When she was about to undress she slipped into the space between the wall and the truckle-bed, so as to be out of the officer’s sight; but that young man came forward insolently, and leant his elbows on the pillow in order to look at her. The Queen blushed deeply, and hastily covered herself with her large fichu; then, clasping her hands, she turned beseechingly to the officer. "Monsieur,” she cried, “in the name of decency let me change my linen without being watched.”
([Madame: “The man must have felt very much ashamed of his behavior?”]
On the contrary, he answered roughly that his orders were not to lose sight of the prisoner for an instant. The Queen raised her eyes to heaven … I took up my position so as to hide her as much as possible from the eyes of the officer. Then, kneeling behind her bed, with every precaution that her modesty could suggest, her Majesty succeeded in changing her clothes without even uncovering her shoulders or arms.
Was Rosalie embellishing the 1835 version, spurred on by Madame Simon-Vouet? Had Rosalie’s memory of the events shifted and become more dramatic on their own? Did the distinctly royalist Madame Simon-Vouet add hero own detail? It’s hard to say–but it is definitely worth keeping in mind when comparing and contrasting the two versions of the incident.
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SEVEN CONVERSATIONS or how the archangel Gabriel learned to love the world
Father said: “Love them. More than yourself. More than your brothers and sisters. And more than you love me.”
Lucifer said: “No.”
So a war was fought to determine the fate of both Heaven and Hell. Which ended up working out pretty well for Gabriel, who used it as a distraction and left.
Loki said: “Who’s there? Help me. Help me get out of here and I’ll give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”
Gabriel said: “I don’t know what I want.”
Poison rolled like tears down Loki’s cheeks, but his voice was sweet and golden like honey. Gabriel had spent his whole existence saying important things to those meant to hear them, but he had never thought a voice could do that.
Loki said: “I owe you my life.”
Gabriel said: “I’ll take it if you don’t mind sharing.”
Gabriel’s Father sculpted them all in His image, so it was fitting (the archangel thought) that Loki would do the same. It was the turning of a too thin page and the fitting of a brand new smile that made the Trickster blink and stare and shake his head.
“No, not like that,” he said, “Like this. Smile like you’re lying, smile like you know something they don’t, smile like you’re thinking something mean. Don’t smile like a fool in love.”
“Have you ever been a fool in love?” Gabriel asked stepping side to side then back then forth as he tested the new center of gravity he’d been given. This was a choice. This was a gift.
“Don’t be stupid.” Loki replied, looking for a moment like the answer was ‘yes’. Like the answer was ‘now’. But he was as practiced as Gabriel was unpracticed, so while the words reeked of honey the smile on his face did not.
Gabriel said: “How will I know which ones to punish?”
Loki said: “I’ll teach you. I’ll show you. Come with me.”
The Trickster’s hands were surprisingly gentle as they guided Gabriel’s own. Step by step. This is how a human acts. This is how you clean a floor. This is how you spot the one. This is how you make a joke. This is how you take his life.
Loki didn’t talk about the other thing. About the sighs of relief that echoed through empty funeral homes. About the smiles that broke through once a door had been closed. About the sudden sweeping freedom that rushed in to replace oppressive air.
But Gabriel knew how he watched them, knew he saw, knew he lingered to make sure everything was correctly in place. And finally he understood what his Father had asked them all to do. And how he would do it.
Odin said: “He’s a liar and a traitor and no son of mine.”
Thor said: “He’s my brother.”
Loki hadn’t wanted to deal with either of them, so Gabriel had done his part and stepped in. It was fortunate that he’d long since learned how not to smile like a fool in love, because if he hadn’t Gabriel knew exactly what expression would be on his face now.
Kali said: “Loki, don’t be ridiculous.”
Gabriel said: “I can’t help it, babe, it’s who I am.”
He didn’t mind that her perfect lips would never say his name, because they looked so pretty saying ‘Loki’. Gabriel had heard her say it a hundred thousand times—like a joke, like a prayer, like poison, and like honey—and each time he loved the name a little more.
There were so many ways to love. Humanity above all else. Kali as her hips bucked under him. Thor in the way he said ‘my brother’ without judgement or malice. Loki for giving him the whole damned world and the quiet intimacy of two people being one person.
Loki said: “You’re going to die for nothing.”
Gabriel said: “You first.”
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Character sheet.
Full name: Son Gohan
Pronunciation: GO-han
Nicknames: None
Height: 6′0″
Age: 23-31 (he’s really 31 due to him being dead 8 years but his body is still that of a 23-year-old)
Zodiac: Taurus
Languages: Japanese, English, Spanish (pretty much all the dubbed languages I’ve heard I guess)
PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.
Hair colour: Black/gold when in Super Saiyan
Eye colour: Black/Aquamarine when in Super Saiyan
Skin tone: Light peach
Body type: Athletic, muscular
Accent. I don’t think he has any accent or none that I could identify
Dominant hand: Right
Posture: Tends to keep a fairly tense posture, standing straight, arms crossed in front of his chest or just hanging at his sides. When he’s more relaxed he tends to slouch a bit, seeing how he doesn’t have to be tense and battle-ready. Stretches quite a bit, rolling his shoulders and opening and closing his hands.
Tattoos: none.
Most noticeable features: His height coupled with his musculature and his serious look tends to be quite the eye-catchers, not to mention his bright orange and blue Gi with the Kanji on the back. In general, he’s noticeable
CHILDHOOD.
Place of birth: 439 East District (Earth)
Hometown: East District
Birth weight / height: unknown.
Manner of birth: natural.
First words: Daddy
Siblings: None in the future
Parents: Mother: Alive Father: Deceased due to a heart disease
Parental involvement: Gohan and his parents are extremely close. He lived a pretty sheltered life although Goku did take him out to meet his friends (Bulma, Krillin and Master Roshi). Gohan and Goku would often go out fishing or simply sparring in their home in Mount Paozu. When Goku died of a heart disease, Gohan took it extremely hard and pushed himself to be more like his father though he’s still relatively close to his mom, doing most of the things he does to keep her safe in place of his father. Gohan absolutely loved his father, looking up to him and turning to him in moments of great need. Not that he didn’t love his mom, he does, he loves her as much as he does his dad. It’s just that Goku was more often than not encouraging Gohan and letting him have a bit more freedom rather than keeping him in the house studying.
ADULT LIFE
Occupation: Fighter, Leader of the Z-Fighters/Dragon Team in the future.
Current residence: Capsule Corp in West City. Formerly his home in the East District
Close friends: Krillin, Piccolo, Trunks, Bulma
Relationship status: Verse dependent. Currently not shipped with anyone
Financial status: Well off. Due to Gohan’s maternal grandfather (Ox-King) being rich due to the mountain he lived in.
Driver’s license: No, he has no need for a vehicle when he can fly.
Criminal record: None.
SEX & ROMANCE.
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Romantic orientation: panromantic / demiromantic.
Preferred emotional role: submissive | dominant | switch | unsure
Preferred sexual role: submissive | dominant | switch | sex repulsed
Libido: Average.
Turn on’s: Deep kisses, heavy touching, some dirty talk, restraints.
Turn off’s: Evil intentions, any blood, defecation, urination during sex…no thanks. general bad vibes.
Love language: I had to look these up because there are the 5 love languages. Gohan has 3 predominant ones - physical touch, acts of service and quality time. meaning he prefers to spend quality time with his significant other ( than receiving gifts which is another of the 5 ). He loves physical touch and even though it may be odd, he’s the first to go for a hug if he’s close enough to the person (I can see it being the case with Trunks, Bulma and his family) he’s the kind of person that hugs, pats on the back, and thoughtful touches on the arm—they can all be ways to show excitement, concern, care, and love. Acts of service, well, anything that helps ease his “burden” a little bit goes a long way for him, he really appreciates when someone helps out when he’s tired or doing something else. As for quality time, well, for someone who’s lacked a stable life, spending time with his loved ones is really important and serves to make him relax and forget, even for a bit, that his world is, for lack of a better word, fucked.
Relationship tendencies: At the beginning, he’s pretty awkward. There’s a wall of lack of confidence and issues that were only made worse by his father dying and him having to step up as the “hero” who had to protect everyone. He’s got anger that’s barely kept in check and when it blows up, it BLOWS UP. But once he’s found his footing and is more comfortable, you’ll see him for who he really is. A tender, caring and helpful guy who only wants the best for everyone he cares about, he’s protective to a fault, he lost his friends because he couldn’t fight back so he uses that as his drive to make sure nothing happens to the ones he loves, he’s the kind of guy who would move heaven and earth to make sure they’re safe. In a relationship, he’s just a pleaser, he wants to make sure his partner has whatever they need including in the bedroom. But due to the way he lost his father and friends, he’s protective to a fault, he’s basically mother hen.
MISCELLANEOUS.
Character’s theme song: He has a few that I’m aware of but THIS and THIS are the ones that first come to mind.
Hobbies to pass the time: He doesn’t have as much time as he’d like but his main hobbies are Reading/studying, training, sparring with Trunks and, to relax, simply flying around.
Mental illnesses: Untreated PTSD, nightmares (related to said PTSD)
Physical illnesses: None (when he was alive and without his left arm he had phantom pain and a bit of trouble with his left eye due to the injuries sustained)
Left or right-brained: Mix of both? He’s amazing with logic, math and anything scientific but he also thinks out of the box and is creative in combat, probably the Saiyan instincts
Fears: Being abandoned, losing people he cares for, powerlessness, loneliness. Death
Self-confidence level: Low-moderate. He hesitates, he often second-guesses himself and compares himself to his father who, to him, was the strongest man in the universe and he thinks there’s no way he can ever catch up or surpass him (even though for all intents and purposes, Gohan has the potential to be the strongest fighter in the universe due to his endless potential) so he’s effectively held himself back. This gets better as he attained the highest Super Saiyan form and his own power was unlocked, also Goku telling him to have more faith in himself. The doubts are still there but less so.
Vulnerabilities: He worries so much for his family and loved ones, they could be used against him or his concern overpowers his rational judgement. His fear of being alone, and his fear/reflex of flinching when lightning strikes.
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DAY ONE
MONDAY 23 SEPTEMBER
“And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.” 2 Corinthians 3:18
As we trek together over the next few days, we’ll cover spiritual disciplines using an acronym familiar to some of you, "GOD'S AIM". These serve as helpful pointers to help us see how we’re doing in various areas of our lives.
It goes without saying that being transformed into God’s image isn’t going to be a walk in the park. So when we feel side-lined or drawn away by things that perhaps worry us away from our One True Calling (1 Peter 2:9) to declare His praises, consider GOD’S AIM for our lives and humbly ask the Spirit to guide us.
Gathering
Outreach
Devotion
Stewardship
Abstinence
Intercession
Minister to God
We have three spiritual disciplines today – they help us keep our eyes fixed on God:
Devotions
It’s the habit of spending time with God’s Word. It has excellent ROI! We could devote the same amount of time to any other form of self-improvement or consolation or even enjoyment but find that nothing else will change or satisfy us like the Word can. Also, we cannot obey God if we don’t know what He is asking of us. And quite simply, we cannot hold on to the promises of God if we don’t know what they are!
God’s Word is a lamp for our path, a mirror we reflect upon, a double-edged sword which cuts at our wrongs, a soothing balm for our wounds, a steadfast anchor in times of turmoil... the list goes on; these are gifts for us to treasure and use on our journey. We have different needs in every season but in every season the Word will meet that need.
2. Ministering to God
How does your personal altar with God look like? Dr. Suzette Hattingh coined that term to describe where she meets with the Lord. She says: “It’s not a place – it’s where you commune with God. Whatever form it takes – it’s between you and God.”
Dr. Hattingh believes in being prescriptive and directive about prayer but she says that the key is not the exact format of prayer, said Dr Hattingh. The key is to be praying at all.
“The issue is not how we pray. The issue is that we pray. Prayer is not about how long we pray. It’s not about an hour or a half hour. It’s about making time to meet my beloved – to love God.
3. Intercession
Our personal altar and ministry to God is the bedrock of our ministry to others. Without fellowship with the Father, we simply can’t love those around us. Dr. Hattingh observed this in the example of Jesus: “He fellowshipped with the Father – loved the Father – then He loved those around Him.”
Her advice? “Be a pleasure unto God, and from there flows out everything else we do.”
“My personal time with God is not just to intercede or ask for things – my first and utmost responsibility is to love God.”
The lover of God will soon find that what is on the heart of his beloved God will also touch his. Then, pray! Let it be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
ASK YOURSELF:
I. Devotions - Has the Word become a vital source of spiritual nutrition for me, or just another self help book for occasional light reading?
II. Ministering - If your daily communion and fellowship God is no longer vibrant, what is one thing you can do about it?
III. Intercession - How is your personal prayer life? Consider your friends and family around you, when was the last time you prayed for them?
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Montaha Ather ( 3rd week )
Time flies specially when u are having fun .coming down to my 3rd week which was wonderful .My week started in Massachusetts a fascinating place ,more like dream turning in to a reality .Everyday I learned something new .it was a fun bt bit tough as well ..we visited the Amherst school & what I loved this school is equality .without any sign of discrimination & favoritism I believe teachers should have this type of mindset in all the schools around the world ..My next visit was ‘The tree house ‘ I was sooo glad to meet such amazing people over there .Their hearts were filled with pure love for the children .The way they treated them it felt more like they were one family this is a true sign of humanity ,love and respect .One of The my favorite days of the week I’d say .😍
Last but not least ,
‘The Quabbine Resvervoir ‘
What a spectacular place ,more like a living heaven on earth .i have never seen such a beautiful place in my life ever such before .The breathtaking crystals clear water & the mountains were decorated with beautiful tall trees The sound of following water & the cool breez in the atmosphere was so mesmerizing Deep down I wished if I could freeze this moment & live in it forever .Indeed ,Nature is the art of God .
At last we visited the Six flags .. I sat on 3 rides they were scary but ,fun as well it was an more adventure for me ..I enjoyed a lot that day .i will always remember these beautiful moments & the amazing people over here ..Thankuuuuu😍😍😍
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hey everyone! i’m just here to wish everyone an extremely happy and wonderful new year and to thank everyone who i have met in 2017 - because each and everyone of you have brought a smile onto my face at some point this year and i must be able to thank you for it!
@highqueenlucy clarice, you have been a wonderful and amazing person who i have had the pleasure of meeting this year. without your little messages (and i know you’ve been busy so we haven’t talked much recently) i don’t think i would enjoy being on tumblr as much as i do. thank you for your kindness and support as my one and only partner in crime <3 i can’t wait to see our network (baby) grow up!
@edmundwheeler mel, how do i begin to describe our friendship? i have loved every minute of our weird fangirling over edmulet and ather, even when we were just screaming unintelligible words at each other in the process. your love and guidance has really been a huge privilege to be on the receiving end of and i hope that 2018 brings you all the happiness you deserve
@pavratipatil nina, a truly beautiful and kind human being who deserves the world. need i say more? have a wonderful new year!
@alwaysinnarnia zebra, you amazing person, i wish everything goes astonishingly well for you in the new year! your edits, your friendships and your generosity is certainly a gift from the heavens and i cannot thank you enough
and to everyone else who i have seen on this hellsite the last year, i truly hope you have the best year in 2018. don’t let anything or anyone get you down. if they do, i will personally fight them/it for you...
jas’ 2017/18 follow (love + appreciate) forever:
a - g:
@accionarnia , @adorablepevensie , @aprilmaclean , @blainchel , @burnhamsmichael , @cairparavel , @carrow , @christmaspev , @coravis , @crownsofnarnia , @digorykirke , @edmundblake , @edmundpev , @edmundsass , @fellownarnian , @finsdameron ,
h - m:
@harringstons , @hauntedthief , @hyppogriff , @jillpcle , @jilyss , @justnarnianthings , @lucypcvensie , @luxaofherperides , @oreius , @merlinn , @montygreen , @mythicalquill ,
n - z:
@narniadreams , @narnianroyalties , @neverchristmas , @nylonsandlipstick , @ofedmundandlucy , @pensivethejust , @professorkirke , @rhindons , @rvgersteve , @sheisthehighqueen , @snowypasseur , @somniariis , @straightouttanarnia , @tirianshope , @wonderwcman
networks:
@caspiandefensenet , @ladiesofnarnia , @narniaincolor , @narniapride , @pevensienet
if i have appeared to have missed you (likely, because i am v lazy) then don’t worry, you know who you are and i still love and appreciate you!
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continue praying until I see the breakthrough We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. —Romans 8:26 If to this day we have believed ourselves unable to make spiritual war it is because we have tried to win battles in our own strength when, in truth, the war is won with the Lord’s strength. He has given us delegated authority to take back the souls from the devil. All we need is faith and boldness to believe that what we ask for, in the name of Jesus, will be done.
ather, in the name of Jesus, I ask forgiveness for abandoning my life of prayer. Today I renounce every spirit of laziness, lethargy, deep sleep, and cast them out. Your Kingdom come, Lord, and bring visitation to your Church.
May the spirit of intercession come—your Kingdom come—and your will bedone on earth as it is in heaven. Let the Kingdom of God the Father, of His Son Jesus Christ, and of the Holy Spirit, come. Let your Kingdom of justice and power come. Today I intercede for my family and for the petitions of my church, and even when I think nothing is happening, I will continue to pray until I see the breakthrough. Breathe upon us Spirit of God!
DECREE WITH ME:
The Holy Spirit is interceding for me!☕️
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