#LET US SPEAK FOR OURSELVES WE DONT NEED YOU SPEAKING FOR US AND WE NEVER WANTED IT

[cree-future-rabbi]

"In Our Name: ..." an article written by Jewish students at Columbia University.

#antisemitism #jumblr #Jewish #Jewish students at Columbia university #Jewish students write article about their experiences at Columbia university #I/p war #Give Jewish students a voice #GIVE JEWS A VOICE #LET US SPEAK FOR OURSELVES WE DONT NEED YOU SPEAKING FOR US AND WE NEVER WANTED IT #Goyium listen up #A great article #Jewish Students a CLU #Let Jewish voices be heard now #Bring them home #fuck hamas #hamas is isis #i stand with israel #am yisrael chai #This is insanity

[medium-rare-bimbo]

Piss kink with Eddie

♡Masterlist♡

MINORS DNI

May contain Dubcon, you're both high+ drunk,piss obviously

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♡ you both were high as a kite and as drunk as sailors, both of you sitting in the bath on Eddie's lap enjoying the coolness of the tub dressed In nothing but a shirt and panties where eddie wore nothing but pyjama pants, both of you giggling as the other spoke

"Eddie d-do you think dogs and cats are smarter than me?"

"No unless it could speak Spanish"

"Yeah but why can they know what I'm saying like 'sit' 'stay' 'food' and stuff but I cant understand 'meow meow' and 'woof woof'?"

"Good point.. maybe- maybe they are smarter than us what if a dog becomes a scientist one day"

♡ You giggled at him thinking about a puppy in a lab coat, your giggling turned into a fit and you were bent over almost crying at the thought. You wiggled in his lap as you felt you bladder, quickly you pushed on his chest trying to get to the toilet without falling flat on your face from laughing

"Where are you going?"

"Need t'pee- I'm gonna pee- eddieee"

♡ he wrapped his arms around you trapping you against his chest as you giggled trying to escape

"Eddiee le'me go, I'mma pee all over you"

"W-we're in the bath it's okay, we can wash ourselves and our clothes"

"But eddieee 'is dirtyyy gonna get all messy"

"But I dont want you to leave mee"

♡ you laughed at his comment peppering his face with kisses as you brushed his hair away from his face, you sat up in his lap patting his chest as you got comfortable. Soon you began to release your fluids on to his lap, you moaned as you felt your bladder empty and eddie groaned as he felt you piss soak through his pyjama pants and directly on his cock.

♡ his eyes glued to the growing wet patch on your panties, the rise of his pants caught his attention however and he rolled his head back as he felt the warmth on his now growing hard on.

♡ once you were done you let out a few pathetic dribbles, watching the droplets roll down you thighs, laying you head back on Eddie's chest you snuggled into him.

"Can I pee in you?"

"Pee IN me? Like inside of me?"

"Y-yeah- I-its okay if you so no"

♡ you shuffled you body to face him directly before reaching down to his now soaked pants and pulling out his now extremely hard cock, before pulling you panties (which were stuck to your skin) to the side and positioned yourself above him

"Wait I thought guys cant pee when they're hard"

"We should test it and see if I can piss when im hard"

♡ nodding your head your shank down on him, not bouncing or rocking your hips, simply sitting on his cock. Eddie moved around trying to get comfortable so he could piss.

♡ after some repositioning you felt the warm gush of his piss hitting your insides causing you to gasp at the sensation and warmth, you clenched around him making him groan and hold your hips to ground himself

♡ as you felt the liquid stop you stayed there enjoying the feeling of being full, you leaned forward after awhile and felt him fall out of you with a 'POP', his piss gushed out of you and back on his cock which made you bith whimper.

♡ you both looked at each other, covered in eachothers piss, and started laughing

"That was so gross"

"It was for science we- we found out guys can pee with a hard on, w-we're just like the science dog"

♡ you burst into giggles again as the picture re-entered your fuzzy head, he leaned over you and turned on the shower causing both of you to squeal and scream as the cold water came crashing down on you soon quieting down as the water heated up.

♡ when you both woke up the next morning (all clean and fresh) you joked about how gross eddie had made you

♡ however that wouldnt be the last time you both experimented with pee

♡ he had fingered you for what felt like forever 'opening you up' he said but you didnt believe him, you had never needed this much prep before and your poor little clit was getting all sore and puffy from his abuse  you squirted on his fingers and that still hadnt seemed to be enough. During your 3rd orgasm he had let you take a break only so he knew your bladder would fill, he filled you with his cock before you could recover fully, as he pounded into you he pressed on your stomach

"E-Eddie wait stop- I'm gonna pee- I need to pee eddie please"

"Piss on me baby c'mon i dont mind, you've done it before"

♡ feeling your pussy constrict around him as your hot piss soaked his cock and bed was almost like heaven and never in his life had he came so fast and hard, his hips slamming into yours as you scratched his back desperately trying to receive some sympathy on your battered pussy

♡ he would take so much interest in watching you pee regularly, he enjoyed seeing the piss splutter out of you.

♡ he also enjoyed making you drink more than you could handle and pressing down on your bladder as you try ever so hard to hold it in.

#stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie x reader #tw: piss kink

[rafecameronsmistress]

NO ESCAPE

description] Fem Reader x Rafe Cameron x Barry

[summary] After a rough breakup Rafe sends Barry out to find you at a party and what they have for you in store is a nightmare full of pleasure

[cw + tw] 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, abusive relationship, physical abuse, strong language, stalking, non con, alcohol use, drug use, gun use, life threatening, degrading talk, angst, fear, embarrassment, SMUT

[authors note] this one is VERY long and has VERY sensitive triggers, please read at your own risk

‼️ADULT CONTENT AHEAD‼️

Enjoy 🖤

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Text messages:

- Kie: hey are you coming to Sarah’s party tonight? it’s at the water, i can pick you up

- y/n: i dont know.. after everything that happened with Rafe im afraid he’ll show up and i don’t want to see him right now

- Kie: Sarah told me he wasn’t going because she invited pogues lmao

- y/n: i’ll think about it, i’ll call you in an hour or so

- Kie: kk <3

Rafe and i dated for a year before things got bad, we had our ups and downs but never did i expect him to put his hands on me in a violent way

Rafe hit me for the first time a month ago, he said he was sorry and that he just couldn’t handle the way things were going with his family and business

i gave him the benefit of the doubt because he has been under so much stress and sometimes i add to the problem

two days later he hit me again and split my lip open then screamed in my face because i got blood on his shirt

slowly his i love you’s turned into i hate you’s

it’s hard because i love him so much, he was the picture boyfriend, until he wasn’t

i hid the abuse, i didn’t want people to know, just incase he changed

my friends know we ended badly but they just assumed it’s because Rafe is an asshole, everybody knows he is

the first time he threatened to kill me was the day that i left, that was only a week ago

he held me down on the floor of his bedroom with one hand around my throat and the other holding his pistol to my temple “the next time you speak to me like that again i’m going to put a bullet in your fucking skull, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?” his words spit on me like venom

a part of me misses him and that’s why i don’t want to see him tonight, i’ll cave and end up going home with him, i know i will, because i love him

i lay down in bed and close my eyes, i’ll make a decision in a little while

i fall asleep for a few hours and when i wake up i have another text from Kie

Kie: so Sarah and i decided you ARE coming because we need you!! she told me Rafe will not be there, the boys are coming too nothing bad is going to happen!! get dressed bitch i’ll pick you up at 7

i text JJ, John B, and Pope in a group chat

- me: hey all 3 of you are going to Sarah’s party tonight right?

- John B: yeah i’m here now helping her set up

- Pope: yes i’m picking Cleo up soon

- JJ: yep Kie called me and told me that you’re afraid Captain Douchebag will show up so obviously i will be there… and i would like to drink some alcohol…

- me: thanks boys, see you later <3

i let out a sigh of relief, at least those 3 will be able to handle Rafe if he shows up

i undress myself to take a shower and run my fingers over my yellow healing rib cage where Rafe had kicked me a couple weeks ago

tonight will be fun. tonight will be fun. tonight will be fun. i try to convince myself, i deserve to go out

after i shower i do my hair and makeup then get dressed

i throw on a short pink dress and my birkenstock sandals

7:03pm

text message

- Kie: i’m here

Kie is in my driveway playing music on full blast and dancing like a nut which makes me laugh, i’m always thankful for her trying to lift my spirits

We jam out in the car and get ourselves pumped for the party

When we get there i scan the entire lot for Rafes pickup or dirt bike, neither of which i see

“Relax y/n, he’s not coming” Kie says, she grabs my hand and holds it, we share a smile, hers excited, mine nervous

A giant bonfire glows in the middle of a heard of people

Loud music, beer, liquor, and over 100 people- kooks and pogues combined…

if Rafe isn’t coming, he at least has someone watching

i immediately grab a drink to loosen up so i can enjoy tonight, the first one goes down like water so i pour myself a second

“whoaaa slow down there killa, you’re drinking like me right now!” JJ laughs while nudging my arm “i’ll be right here all night, enjoy yourself, i got you” he says with the sweetest smile

i’m on my 3rd drink and 2nd shot, my cheeks feel rosy and i have the urge to move my hips “Sarah! come dance with me!” i demand while holding out my hand

“sorry babe, my girl needs me” she says to John B getting up from his lap, she grabs hold of my hand and we dance, solo cups in the air

the boys stay close by and enjoy watching us make a fool of our selves while they smoke a joint

my phone vibrates

text message:

- Rafe: don’t drink so much, you’ll get sick

tunnel vision. nausea. panic. swallow it, don’t let anybody know.

“i’ll be right back” i tell Sarah “i need to fill my cup”

“okay” she furrows her eyebrows “you okay?”

i give her a nod and the best smile i could

once i’m out of sight i run to Kie’s car, hopping in and locking the doors, i need to sit down, my heart is pounding out of my chest, i can hear the blood rushing in my ears

*knock knock* i jump out of my skin, i’m met face to face with Barry

“open the door sweetheart” he smiles flashing his gold teeth

this can’t be happening.

i go to grab my phone to call JJ. where is my it?

Barry waves my phone in front of my face taunting me. how the fuck did i drop it?

“open the door y/n, don’t make this difficult” he tugs on the handle “open it, i’m not playing witchu right now” i shake my head “country club wants you to come wit me, y’aint safe here without him” his eyes grow darker, i don’t budge

he gets on the phone, he’s calling Rafe “you either come out on your own or i call him and he pulls you out, your choice” i’m scared. i don’t want to make Rafe mad. but i don’t want to see him. i’m getting a headache.

i make the dumbest decision of my life. i open the door, my hands shaking 100mph.

“that’s it, let’s get you home” he says grabbing my hand hard

my face is burning up. my legs grow weak under me. i’m stone cold sober at this point.

we approach the truck, “Barry please“ i plead “i’m sorry mama, y’know him” he helps me into the passenger seat and buckles me in, “can i have my phone please, i need to tell my friends i went home” i cry “can’t letchu do that, what’s ya password, i’ll text ‘em for you” he says, i shake my head rejecting the offer

he starts the truck and we take off

his phone rings “yeah i got her, she was a good girl, she didn’t fight me” he smirks “we’ll be there soon”

i stay silent, Barry puts his hand on my thigh and i flinch at his touch “what’s wrong sweet thing, scared of a little love?” he laughs

we pull up to Tannyhill, Rafe is standing out front with a whiskey glass in his hand, he raises it and smiles at me

my stomach is in knots

i want to scream for help and run

the other half of me wants to jump into his arms and submit

Barry gets out of the truck and walks around opening my door “c’mon, get out” i jump down and fix my dress and fix a smile in attempt to hide my mixed feelings

“you look nice, who’d you get dressed up for?” Rafe asks “nobody” i reply, he laughs “sexy little thing isn’t she?” he asks Barry, “yessir” he grins

i want to crawl inside my own skin

Rafe grabs me by the arm “let’s get inside” he looks at Barry “you comin? you’re not gonna want to miss this”

he brings me to the couch and sits me down, “what to do with you?” he ponders finishing his drink

“Rafe i want to go home” i whimper

“and you know what i want? a girlfriend that doesn’t dress like a slut and go to parties without me” he seethes “since you wanna act like a slut, take your clothes off, i’ll treat you like a slut” his eyes filled with fury

“i’m not your girlfriend anymore” i whisper

“what was that?” he cocks his head to the side

“nothing” i say

i stand up and slowly pull my dress over my head, my knees becoming weak, leaving me exposed in just my panties in front of him and Barry

“lay down on the couch” he demands, i obey “now touch yourself”

“Rafe please i-“ there’s no use in begging, i bring one hand down to my pussy and run it up and down my panties, the thought of them watching begins to turn me on no matter how hard i try to reject the feeling

“she’s sweet” Barry says licking his lips

“wait til you taste her” Rafe says deviously

their words go straight to my heat, i rub my clit in circles arching my back, trying not to let out a sound

“come here” i say holding my hand out to Rafe, my pussy aching for him

“you’re gonna finish yourself off first” he smirks

Barry adjusts himself clearly growing hard, Rafe watches me like a hawk not missing a beat

i pick up the pace now craving dick inside of me, i throw my head back and whimper coming closer to an orgasm, the band in my belly snaps and my legs start convulsing, i ride out my orgasm and when i’m finished i beg to be fucked “come here- please”

Rafe looks at Barry “try her out” he says patting him on the back

the look of fear on my face. Rafe would never let someone else look at me nevermind fuck me.

“since you wanna act like a slut..” he says shrugging his shoulders, then topping off his whiskey

i become embarrassed, im attracted to Barry but being on display is not something im used to

Barry gets comfortable in the chair and pats his lap, he undoes his belt and slides his pants down to his knees, his hard on is enormous even through his boxers

i try to contain my arousal and walk toward him, looking at Rafe for approval, he nods

i lower myself to my knees and pull Barry’s erection from his boxers, it fills my entire hand

“i ain’t even gotta ask to get my dick sucked, you got this one trained man” he laughs

Rafe walks behind me and manspreads on the couch enjoying every second of this

i seal my mouth on Barry, bobbing my head up and down while working my tongue inside “shhhit” he groans, saliva begins dripping out the sides of my mouth

i go to work on his swollen cock, his moans encouraging me to get the job done “that’s it baby” he takes a sharp breath in

“get up and sit on him, facing me” Rafe commands from behind

i rise from the floor, turn around, push my panties to the floor and kick them off

i slowly seat myself on Barry’s length, i gasp taking all of him inside my cunt

his hands reaching in front of me to grab my breasts, he holds onto them and starts pumping into me from below

i try to hold myself up on the arms of the chair while i’m staring directly into Rafe’s lust filled eyes

“ohhmygod- yes- fuck me-” i moan in between breaths

“how does she feel?” Rafe growls not taking his eyes off of me “like a million bucks country club” Barry replies while slamming his hips into my ass repeatedly

“flip her onto the chair and fuck her brains out” Rafe instructs

Barry pulls me off his lap and flips me around, my chest pushed into the chair and my ass in the air he slams into me showing no mercy

i can’t control the sounds coming from my mouth, moaning, whimpering, and screaming at the way i’m being used

Barry pulls out of me and releases on my ass leaving my pussy dripping “you like that shit huh?” he says rubbing my slit from behind “taste her” Rafe says, Barry sticks his fingers in his mouth savoring the taste of me “just like candy” he tells Rafe

my torso still on the chair and my knees on the floor i lay there weak, trying to control my breathing

Barry gets dressed and pours himself a glass of liquor, sitting in the other chair

“c’mon we’re not done, get up” Rafe says, i try to stand but my legs are weak “i think you broke her” he laughs looking at Barry “sorry man, she’s got great pussy” he says

Rafe walks over to me and wraps his hand around my throat, lifting me to my feet, he sloppily kisses me and without warning plummets two fingers inside of me causing me to scream

“who’s pussy is this?” he asks pushing deeper inside of me, “it’s yours” i choke out, his hand still tight around my wind pipe,

“say it again” he growls

“it’s yours Rafe, i’m all yours” i plead

his hand slips into my hair and he guides me to the couch by my head using me like a rag doll

he throws me down on my stomach then pulls my hips into the air

“look at you, you’re a fuckin mess” he smacks my pussy causing me to cry out “you like that?” he smacks it again, i wince in a mixture of pain and pleasure

Rafe pulls me up by the back of my head “open your mouth” i open and he sticks his fingers inside, i suck his fingers just like i would suck his cock, Rafe loves having his fingers in my mouth “dirty fuckin slut” he says

he removes his fingers and forces them into my tender vagina, he works his hand slowly like he’s dissecting my insides, i move my hips back and forth trying to fuck his hand my pussy screaming to be pounded

“she just can’t get enough huh?” Barry says “i told you she was a good one” Rafe smiles

his slides his warm fingers out of me and spits on my cunt, i feel it drip down to my clit “please-“ i look back at him

Rafe pulls his shorts and boxers down exposing his delicious throbbing cock, he’s leaking precum

i brace myself

he taps the back of my pussy with his dick a few times before sliding it in, i feel myself become full of him “i gonna fuck you like i hate you” he whispers

guttural screams escape my lips as he sinks deeper into my swollen used hole, he feels so good

he pushes my face into the couch “shut the fuck up and take it”

i turn my head to the side to catch my breath and see Barry sipping on his liquor enjoying every moment, i hold eye contact with him while i cry out

Rafe picks up the pace, the sound of our skin smacking engulfs the entire room

it all becomes too much, the overstimulation is extreme, i reach back trying to push him away

“i ain’t done” he growls grabbing both my arms and pinning them behind my back “i’m gonna fuck MY pussy as long as i want”

i’m screaming at this point, i can feel him in my stomach, a new sensation arises in my pussy, stronger then an orgasm “Rafe i- i can’t-“ and then i feel a release and a gush of liquid between my legs

“squirting on me like a dirty whore” he smacks my ass hard, “i fucking love it”

“please- please-“ i sob begging him to stop, my body convulsing, eyes rolling in the back of my head

Rafe slams into once more before cumming inside me, he pulls out and places a gentle kiss on my ass

my body goes limp and i lay flat on the couch, he pulls my hips back up and holds them there, “stay up til you soak all of me in”

i lay there defeated, used, and bruised

Rafe wipes the sweat from his brows and puts his pants back on, he walks over to the table and pours himself another glass of whiskey, clinking cups with Barry

they sit across from my numb body and watch me recover

“you’re such a good girl” Rafe praises “you’re never getting rid of me”

#fanfic #obx fanfiction #outer banks #fem reader #obx smut #smut #rafe obx #rafe outer banks #obx rafe cameron #rafe cameron #rafe fanfiction #barry obx #barry obx smut #barry obx fanfiction #outer banks smut

[imaginationlover101]

At The End of the Driveway

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Who could of known that one simple argument in the driveway changes everything.

"But why Steve?" The rain was pouring on the ground benath us. The raindrops slamming into us almost like the words Steve and I shared. The yellow rain jacket I wore did nothing to provide shelter from the rain above. (El, Max, and I had just bought the jackets previously the week before. We all chose the yellow color because it reminded us of sunshine. But right now the conversation that Steve and I shared did nothing to provide comfort.)

(I found Steve outside in the rain after taking a shower. I heard the rain starting to pour, and went to look outside. There he was, Steve Harrington sitting in my driveway in ths rain. He didn't even ring the door, he just sat in the driveway letting the water collect him by the ground.)

"Because Y/N! Dont you understand! Everytime we fought these monsters, everytime we found ourselves into something dangerous. I stood by your side because I wanted to protect you. All I ever did was want to protect you!"

"But why Steve, why now? After all this time, after all the times we were together why now?" I didn't seem to understand. The rain started to become stronger and the wind made the trees start to sway. The air was cold and all I could think of was being warm.

"Y/N, I love you! I've been in love with you as far back as I can remember. Ever since that day 3 years ago when you stormed into Mike's basement. Every day since then you've managed to take my heart away." I could tell Steve was getting overwhelmed. The way he started gasping for air ever few moments. Steve looked into my eyes wondering when I would finally speak, but how could ? The man I had been in love with for years had finally said the words I longed to hear.

"But how Steve, how could you possibly be in love with me?" Tears started to form in my eyes, saying the words just wasnt enough. I had never heard the word love come out of a man's mouth before, so while Steve proclaimed his love to me I almost couldn't believe it.

"Dont you know how much your loved Y/N, I dont care how many times I have to tell you that I love you Y/N, but I will. I'll say it as many times as I need to." The rain started to slow down and the air suddenly became hot and humid between us.

My attention was on the tree behind Steve, the way it almost immediately stopped swaying in the wind because of the rain. I couldn't help myself to look at Steve with the ways my eyes was forming with tears. The man I had fallen in love with had just told me he loved me, and all I did was say why.

Taking one step closer to Steve I could feel the air between us and the way each of our hearts were beating. All I could do was stare at him, not knowing how to form the words. "So you really do love me?" I looked at Steve wondering how he could react.

His mouth opens and a humorous laugh I had never heard before started to surround us."See this is why I love you Y/N, I dont care how many times I have to say it. I love you."

Steve took another step closer leaving the once small space between us now non existing. I started up into his brown eyes and smiled.

"Oh Steve if you only knew how long I've waited to hear that." The moment truly felt like a John Hughes movie. Steve and I stared at each other that night in my driveway and after the rain and the wind, eveything stopped. The clouds had opened up, while the sky began to clear and from that day our relationship began. Steve looked at me in his loving gaze and pulled me closer. We sealed out love with a kiss, and since then the love that Steve and I had for each other only grew stronger. Who would of known that one angry confession in my driveway changed eveything. But of course none of this would have happend if Steve didnt decide to sit in my driveway on that one rainy day.

#love #steve harrington aesthetic #steve Harrington #stranger things season 4 #stranger things cast #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #rain #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #steve Harrington fanfiction #secret love #romance #imagine #x reader #steve x reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington angst #steve harrington x you

[beebundt]

fwiw that rude commenter is a transphobe, a post a few down on their blog is real blatant (and in that vein I think their comment was less a judgement of your anatomy and more saying Charlie is 'too' muscular/angular)

It's rude and out of pocket REGARDLESS but I also think you're a little hard on yourself! You even said, you hadn't illustrated exactly what you were after with her, and you hadn't intended for a collection of doodles you happened to still like to blow up. You're entirely right that we should all be drawing more than conventionally attractive people, but idk. It's a process and you're a great artist who's working toward it! Don't feel like you have to answer this btw I mostly wanted to let you know that commenter was a double idiot and started rambling. Hope you have a lovely day!!

oh absolutely! i have a feeling you're right abt what they meant considering i saw the transphobic comment they made a couple posts down on their blog lmao but i wanted to add that part anyway. and i appreciate your words a ton, but dw im not hurt or upset! i get a lot of weird comments all the time, i just wanted to use that one as a platform to bounce off of a thought ive been having lately. i wouldn't post a negative remark like that unless i wanted to use it for something. the actual comment was mostly irrelevant to the point i wanted to make, which is also not meant to be super serious, just a thought soup to stir around

and i mean my interpretation of my art as purely objective, i think its important to think critically about yourself and in general. from an objective standpoint, i dont believe the way shes drawn is too out of the norm and is fairly tame (disregarding her ox/bull parts lol), thats basically what i was aiming for with that section. i constantly get stuck in a rut without improving by much because im usually just drawing to doodle after a school day and not rlly with any purpose. i tend to keep drawing the same things out of habit and it gets stale really quickly. so i know my faults and im rlly looking forward to getting better!

also rq, what you said about how we need to draw more than conventionally attractive people- while i do agree with that, in my post i was more saying its important for people to be more open-minded about how they view gender expression and attractiveness in general, myself included! i dont think how i drew charlie was very revolutionary, but ive seen so many tags speaking otherwise. which is either reflective of how small the bubble is for whats acceptable or maybe i have a skewed perception of things? for example if having a bush or something is gender envy we need to look at ourselves. bush is so normal to me. (which i dont if thats what even drew ppl to it BUT. just as an example). would those same people say the same if i drew a very fat woman with a beard, unibrow, etc.? i have no idea. but i have had my eyes opened so many times before its incredible. little things ive never thought about before through new perspective. so thats why i want to encourage it too. i hope that makes sense. thank you so much i hope you have an equally lovely day!! 🫶🫶

#ask

[blowflyfag]

WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION MAGAZINE: SEPTEMBER 1989

Transcript Below!!!

WE DONT CHEAT

“The Rockers Deny Illegal Double-Teaming”

By Ed Ricciuti

|| Jesse Ventura is convinced the Rockers illegally double-team. But they deny his allegations, stating they’re only in the ring for the permitted five-second time limit.||

WWF color commentator Jesse “The Body” Ventura said it for all to hear. The Rockers illegally double-team. That’s what Venture claimed repeatedly over WWF television.

WWF Magazine decided to look into Ventura’s accusation about Rockers Shawn Michaels and Marty Jannetty. After all, these two dashing young men have gained the admiration and affection of millions of fans. Michaels and Jannetty are known for their dazzling technical expertise, mind-boggling aerial dog fights and their own special brand of courage. With all this going for them, do they need to cheat? 

“We don’t cheat,” exclaims Jannetty. “We don’t have to cheat to win. Besides, that’s not our way. We’re not about to lower ourselves or set a bad example for our fans. Sure, there are instances when we both have to get into the ring even though only one of us should be there. But the only time that happens is when opponents break the rules and we have to brawl to protect one another and defend ourselves from serious injury. We don’t do that unless we’re pushed and have no choice. And you can’t blame us under those circumstances. We don’t start it.”

“I won’t call Jesse Ventura a liar,” adds Michaels. “But I will say that as far as what he says about us illegally double-teaming is concerned, he’d better get himself a pair of glasses. Then maybe he could see the truth. Speaking of the truth, Jesse Ventura ought to really tell it like it is when he gets to the Rougeaus (I won’t ever call them ‘Fabulous’). If he wants to complain about cheating, he should pay attention to what that pair of con men, those Ragus, do each and every time they enter the ring. And Ventura should watch their manager, Jimmy Hart, too.”

It’s obvious that the Rockers are riled up over Ventura’s comments. Especially since they have been the victims of incredible cheap shots by the Rougeaus and Hart. Even so, to be fair, WWF Magazine went to Jacques and Raymond Rougeau and the Mouth to get their side of the story. 

“Jesse Ventura is the best wrestling commentator around,” says Raymond. “Unlike some other commentators on WWF television whom I could name, Jesse has been in the ring. He’s a veteran. He’s experienced. He knows what’s going on. He doesn’t miss a trick.  And he calls things right, especially about the Rockers. Watch them. They’re in the ring illegally together more than any other tag team in the WWF. Don’t let them fool you. They’re the worst kind of cheaters. My brother and I know that firsthand. Right, Jacques?”

||The Rockers execute double powerslams on their foes. Within the allotted time frame that the two partners can stay in the ring, they take full–but legal–advantage of it, striking with flying fists and crossbody blocks. The Rougeaus, conversely, break the rules by using Jimmy Hart’s Megaphone.||

“Absolutely, Raymond,” answers Jacques. “We’ve been up against some real slime buckets, but never anybody as bad as the Rockers. They don’t pay any attention to the rules. They’re not like us. We like to wrestle fair and square. We’ve got our reputations to think of. And all our fans out there in good old America.” 

Jimmy Hart, as usual, puts in his two cents.

“Marty Jannetty and Shawn Michaels do to the rulebook what they do to good music when they try to sing. They ruin it, baby. They ought to be banned from the ring. Or at least suspended. And if the WWF won’t put them out of wrestling, then I’ve got two men who will. Right here. Jacques and Raymond.”

Those are hard-hitting charges. But, we must remember that the Fabulous Rougeaus and their skinny, yappy manager have a very big ax to grind against the Rockers. Hart and the Rougeaus will try to smear Jannetty and Michaels any time the chance arises. And, as most everyone knows, the Rougeaus and Hart are by no means saints. In fact, some observers–if not Ventura–believe they are the most treacherous, shifty tag teams around. 

||Since the Fabulous Rougeaus viciously attacked the Rockers on WWF Wrestling Challenge, Marty Jannetty and Shawn Michaels have been warning the Brothers, managed by Jimmy “Mouth of the South'' Hart. After the brutal beating, the Rockers have used very effective double-team ploys to shred apart the opposition, with such maneuvers as double arm wringers and flying double elbows.||

Even so, WWF Magazine decided to dig deeper to see if there is any merit in the accusations against the Rockers. We went to some independent observers and analyzed the Rockers’ style. Here’s what we found:

To begin with, the rules say that when a man tags out, he has five seconds to leave the ring. That seems like only an instant, but the Rockers are so fast that they can unleash a barrage of holds and moves in a flash. Those perfectly legal five seconds give the Rockers time to do a lot of damage to their opponents–all without violating the rules.

No team in the WWF is better at coordinating a dual attack than the Rockers. Double dropkicks. Double clotheslines. Double sidekicks. Double arm wringers. Name it, they can do it as one. 

Moreover, Jannetty and Michaels have the coordination and blazing quickness to move around the ring like greased lighting. And that goes for getting up off the ropes, too. Jetting around the ring, they use every part of it to their best advantage.

So, what’s this got to do with the charge of illegal double-teaming? Everything. The Rockers dart about at such scorching speed and do so many different things in those legal five seconds that it just appears they are both within the ropes for a longer-than-permitted length of time. If you could watch them in slow motion, you would see that they unload rapid-fire on their opponents, and then, in the nick of legal time, the Rocker who has tagged out goes outside the ropes and grabs the tag rope. That’s the way it is. As far as the charge against Jannetty and Michaels of illegal double-teaming is concerned, it’s a matter of “Case dismissed.” As they claim, they don’t cheat.

#wwf #world wrestling federation #shawn michaels #marty jannetty #raymond rougeau #jacques rougeau #jimmy hart #wwf magazine #World Wrestling Federation Magazine #magazine transcript

[selamat-linting]

There are millions of things that were once considered supernatural that have since been proven as scientific reality. Platypuses, for one.

At some point "I don't believe in the supernatural" becomes "Science has already discovered everything there is to be discovered".

Which is factually incorrect.

One could argue that space aliens are supernatural. They are also incredibly likely to exist, somewhere out in the infinite expanse.

You don't just believe that magic isn't real, you also believe that if something is real it cannot be magical.

In a world where children's laughter exists?

How silly of you.

maybe you should understand the context of what im writing first asshole. in my country, we have faith healers, people who say they can fix a stroke with a massage, people who believe the stars align someone's career and personality, people who claim they can double money with some chants and help from djinns, people who put graveyard soil on their competitors' shop. people who ate convince thousands of severely ill people to stop chemo treatments to drink prayer water. people who collect gemstones and call it magic then sell it to a high price for desperate people down on their luck. and sooo many grifters saying they could speak to the dead. that is the "magic" im talking about. where in the world did i refer to magic as a metaphorical descriptor for something beautiful?

"magic" in my life, is a code for grifters, people using the naivety, desperation, and grief of others to drain them of money, giving them false hope, or worse. you have no idea how many cases of parents that were misled by local witch doctors saying their kids arent actually dead forever in the woods, theyre just taken to the realm of invisible beings and will come back someday. or mentally ill people and neurodivergent kids literally tortured in an effort to exorcise ghosts and bad spirits. spiritual gurus sexually harrassing vulnerable women for cleansing/ritual purposes, or faith healers and mediums who realized they cant keep up the lie anymore so they started killing and raping their clients. do you want me to send you a fucking of all that news stories that happen in my country? my country doesnt need more magical thinking, we need scientific and secular education, and a conscious effort to get rid of those superstitions or else we'll be stuck praying to various entities and magic items instead of actively revolting and working together to make a better country.

also where the fuck did i say science has already discovered everything? im saying im a skeptic, that means i believe everything has a scientific explanation, but that doesnt mean science have already figured everything out nor that its free of criticism. i dont doubt i will die with the knowledge that we only know so little about the universe we might as well call ourselves cavemen.

also where the fuck did i bring up aliens you freak?

forgive me for assuming but, let me guess : you skim read my personal post and instantly paint me as a stuffy skeptic bro who adheres to reason and hates whimsy despite barely knowing me or my life. youre shadowboxing over someone you created in your head but youre convinced youre fighting me. well i may be wrong so i apologize beforehand

but anyway, i hope youre just a stranger who never reads this reply. if youre not, then you really should have read my pinned post before deciding to follow my blog or be my mutual. i already write it down there that im critical to any form of magical thinking and supernatural bullshit. leave my fucking blog if you cant handle it.

but no matter who you are, i hope you got scammed by a faith healer and had a botched suicide attempt after realizing youve fucked up your entire recovery process and lost all of your money and potential. or yknow what, cut the middle man. just kill yourself tonight. youre into magic right? you believe in those signs of the universe and lucky numbers stuff? cmiiw but if its true i hope you know that this is a sign from the universe to kill yourself.

#asks #might delete this later #because some of the words here are harsh #but i kinda want to be a messy bitch for a few hourse #i got hate anons sometimes but this type of stuff is just... ugh. annoying in a way i cant describe

[natriae]

“i’d rather have suna leak the worst photo he has of me”

Sakusa x reader

a/n: i had the idea and i need to get it out. I dont write so this is probably shit. I also haven’t proof read.

warnings: swearing, miyas being evil, skinny dipping

also tall y/n i guess, female y/n, described as European but doesn’t mean “white”

“who’d have thought we’d all be together like a big family,” atsumu said as he looked around the group. The large fire between us roared, lighting up my face. Komori let out a small giggle till suna voice rang through.

“atsumu shut the hell up” Suna and Osamu came hiking up the hill from the lake. The cabins far out of sight leaving us to do whatever shenanigans we-atsumu- pleased.

Osamu’s large stature came to sit down next to me, s’mores supplies in hand, and a grin that i will never get used too. Knowing the miya’s since middle school is a blessing and a curse. A blessing that Atsumu introduced me to Sakusa Kiyoomi, and obviously my best friend's ,miya Osamu, wonderful food. Although if i didn’t love them so much the cons might have outweighed the pros. Through them i met suna. Only god knows how many terrible photos he has of me. Both of them use me as their fake girlfriend leading to many many uncomfortable rumors back in highschool. And lastly, both of them know about my “crush”, is it still called that when you’re 23, on Kiyoomi, and as you can guess they tease me everyday about it. Immediately I was able to guess what Osamu was going to say the minute he sat down with that ruthless grin on his face. “aww you’re little Omi-Omi can stop starting at you,”

“Osamu shut up what if he hears you,” I responded through gritted teeth. Blush engulfed my face which thank god i could blame it on the fire. Trying the change the conversation i bugged Atsumu if he came up with any games. Both ex-inarizaki and ex-itachiyama teams were here to celebrate everyone’s progress as adults. How did Atsumu get everyone together? I’ll never know. Clearly not everyone was here, like Ren and Aran were to busy, and shockingly the only ones of the itchiyama team still in contact was Kiyoomi, Komori, and Iizuna.

“yes as a matter of fact i did, TRUTH OR DARE,” boos could be heard around the fire. I glanced at Kiyoomi to see what he was thinking, but his face stayed the same. He seemed zoned out looking at the fire. How can someone be that handsome after all these years. ‘that haircut really made him even sexier’ i thought. “welp to bad were playing.” Atsumu’s words cut me out of my very very lovely daydream. “okay so were going to go around the circle starting with komori then Iizuna, suna, osamu, y/n, and then omi-omi. I’ll go last,”

“no fucking way piss head. Why do you go last,” suna snapped back.

“ because i picked the game e-boy. The dares and truths you skip will be tallied up. The two losers have to go skinny dipping in the lake,” camping with a man i thought could end up being an arsonist( *cough cough*suna) and kiyoomi next to me you would’ve thought it would be harder for me to develop more anxiety. But nope once again Miya Atsumu found a way to test my limit. The man who knows every dark secret is leading truth or dare. Either way i played this it will end up with me embarrassing myself in front of kiyoomi. “okay tiny man truth or dare,” Atsumu started the game.

Several uncomfortable dares and unusual truths later we found ourselves with a weak fire, and two mischievous myias giggling to one another. During the game i had wimped out and skipped most of my turns, because i realized maybe skinny dipping in front of the guy i liked wouldn’t be as bad as telling him i liked him…in front of all our friends when he hasn’t said a single word tonight. Osamu at some point left my side to go whisper something to his brother, and the stayed there. I should have known how this would have end up, but nope i had to be hopeful. Atsumu started speaking in a ridiculous announcer voice letting us know who won, “with Suna not backing out of a challenge for 7 straight rounds he is the champion!!..and sadly our poor y/n’s 4 skips put her in 2nd to last place meaning she will have to jump into that her lake over there,” while pointing over to the lake a little too excitedly, “wwwwwiiiithhhhh our very own Sakusa kiyoomi who skipped every single one of his turns because he would not respond. Is that right Mr. Miya”

“you are correct Mr.Miya,” Osamu responded in the exact same annoying voice. “chop chop little ones we don’t have all night,” Sakusa looked at me with pleading eyes as he stood up from the ground. Although i was pretty tall for a female, standing at 5”10(177cm), sakusa with out a doubt stood over me like a giant… i’d be lying to say i didn’t love it. Especially living in japan. We slowly made our way to the small ragged dock that lead deeper into the lake.

“go on strip,” Atsumu suddenly appeared behind us with his thumbs up and the widest smile gracing his features. I turned my head and glared at him. ‘i’ll get back at you,’ i thought to myself. Atsumu had a crush on Aran’s cousin from America. Her beautiful curly hair that she often styled in box braids made Atsumu go feral. I have too many stories, but thats for another time. Right now i have to worry about getting naked in front of sakusa…and i guess the camerA SUNA HAD OUT.

“SUNA PUT THAT WAY-“

“sorry bestie,” Suna responded putting the camera way. Atsumu was now by his side with everyone else. When i turned back around i saw sakusa grasping his shirt not quite moving it up to take it off yet. He just stood there with it in his fist.

“are you okay sakusa? you know we don’t have to do this,” i told him to help easy his nerves.

“i’m fine just waiting for them to leave I know they’ll get bored of us just standing here,” and although that wasn’t completely a lie he’d told me he was right. With in moments the young men got bored, and quietly trailed back to their respected cabins. With in moments Kiyoomi had pulled his shirt off about to untie his athletic shorts to take them off. Whoa whoa whoa- I knew Kiyoomi was blunt. but i was not prepared for this.

“oh we’re actually doing this…okay,” i pushed out mainly to myself. I turned the other way now back to back with Kiyoomi and began stripping.

“it would be to awkward of we just stood here. Waiting for someone to start. As much as I didn’t want it to be me it seemed like it had to be,” I felt Kiyoomi walk closer to the edge of the dock about to jump in. I was to nervous to turn around because 1) he was naked and 2) I was now naked and what if he was looking at me… i mean i want him to but- ugh whatever it’s to much to be worrying about that. I jumped in quickly before my mind could run anymore laps. It seemed that Kiyoomi had already gone since when i came up I saw his head above the water looking at mine. “i’m sorry you had to do this,”

“Kiyoomi it’s okay i knew it was punishment. Plus at least i’m doing it with you,” why did i say that.

“yeah but I’m sure you're mad Osamu left you with me,”

“what why would i care if he left,”

“well i mean you’re dating. I feel like i’d be pissed if my girlfriend left me,Let alone naked, with another guy. Well i mean you guess have been together since highschool i’m sure he trusts you,” Kiyoomi rambled out not looking at me in the eye.

“ wait wait wait, first Osamu and I are not dating. I’d rather have Suna leak the worst photo he has of me then be caught dating a miya-Who told you that,” God he’s thought this since highschool. What how? Why? shit.

“oh… i just thought since you guys are so close,” he turned towards the vast lake the moon shone upon. “i remember seeing you guys at nationals. I mean I didn’t know you then, but i wanted too. You were always so close to him and called him ‘Samu , and I to this day have never heard of either one of you dating, so i just assumed. I'm sorry," Kiyoomi responded to my out burst. 'but i wanted too', 'but i wanted too' holy shit did i hear that right. Now i may be over dramatic or Osamu's words really are getting to be, but did Kiyoomi just admit that 16 year old him-super cute, quiet, pro volleyball player-want to know, 15 year old me, the annoying, European transfer student with braces, that definitely stood out in japan, BEFORE I KNEW HIM. okay maybe its just late, and i’m hearing things.

“Oh…well i’m not dating anyone, and Osamu has a crush on this customer- it’s a long story- but did you really want to get to know me back then,” ‘please say yes please’.

“yeah, I thought you we’re beautiful… not saying you aren’t anymore. You still are, even more beautiful- shit um,” he sighed and paused, “i’m just gonna be honest we’ve already gotten this far. I like you, and i have for years, and i was really jealous when i saw osamu whisper in your ear earlier,” he quietly chucked at that. ‘please do it again’ I thought.

“i don’t know what to say. I’ve liked you too. I don’t even know how long.” we smiled at each other. Excited to see what the future held for us.

idk how to end this im sorry

#sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq sakusa

[scribeforchrist-blog]

Who Do You Resemble? 

MEMORY VERSE OF THE WEEK

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+ Romans 5:8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

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VERSE OF THE DAY

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+ 2 Corinthians 5:17  Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.

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** SAY THIS BEFORE YOU READ; HERE’S SOME CHRISTIAN TRUTHS **

I AM RESEMBLING GOD 

I AM STANDING HOLY 

I AM ANOINTED

I AM LISTENING FOR HIS VOICE  

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    One afternoon, while talking to the Holy Spirit ,  I heard him say that our life needs to be a reflection. And I asked him what he meant. He said as you grow and as you are around people, they should see me, not this person you’re trying to be but they should truly see me in you . Can people see me when they see you ??

    We fill ourselves with things we watch and music. We learn that these things can change how we view things, even poetry. I don’t know if people do that when they say poetry. Still, whatever we listen to, we can allow those things to stay in our heads or let the Holy Spirit them flush out, but whatever we take on as part of ourselves, whatever we listen to and apply to our life, it shapes us.

   When we take the word of God, it should out weight it all; people dont believe in being holy anymore, people find it strange, or they find it legalistic, but it isn’t holy means to be set apart, is your life set apart, when we are holy we are a reflection of what God is, he’s holy when Moses went to the mountain top to spend time with God and to get the ten commandments when he came back down because he was in the presence of God he started to be like God he was so bright people couldn’t lay their eyes on him, his anointing had rubbed off on Moses that it was too much for people to stand so they had him to place something over his face which was a veil, that’s what it should be when we enter a room that people can tell we are there just by the presence and the anointing we carry. 

  Whatever you are doing daily and it’s not is creating that in your life that anointing flow, the reflection of God; you must stop it; sometimes, it's hard to separate from people because people will try to cause you to sin, but we can't blame people for our actions. We can only take responsibility and accountability for our wrongs, but as we do this, we grow and change. Yes, some people will get who we used to be, but we must let them know who we are now and what we used to be is different. We must stop allowing people carrying spirits to break us down, and cause us to change who we trying to be we have to ignore people like this and place them before the lord !

   Exodus 34:30,33-34 So when Aaron and all the children of Israel saw Moses, behold, the skin of his face shone, and they were afraid to come near him. And when Moses had finished speaking with them, he put a veil on his face. 34 But whenever Moses went in before the Lord to speak with Him, he would take the veil off until he came out; and he would come out and speak to the children of Israel whatever he had been commanded.

     See, when we are in the process, many people won't understand it, they won't get what we must do to go through it, and in this process, we probably won't seem remotely close to what God looks like. Still, as we go through, we must forget that we aren't racing. We need to be about the change and how to complete it in his name because as long as we see this as a game or see as a play or an act, we never will reflect God because it won't be sincere, we have to ignore other peoples opinions and hold on to the words of our father.

  2 Corinthians 5:17  Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.

   We must understand this new way of living; we are new when giving ourselves to God. People might see you as the same, and we might look the same, but in the spirit, we are new, and God wants us to walk in that new reflection which is of him. We must reflect on him in everything we do because we are no longer displaying a reflection of ourselves. We are a reflections of God, and we must let go of old things that has passed away; behold, we are new.

   ***Today, we learned we are new, we learned that our ways must reflect God, we can’t say we are believers and don’t look like God, and our reflections are so foggy that people are surprised we are saved. We can’t save people’s lives if our life resemble the world. The word of God says he be ye transformed by renewing our mind; our mind becomes new and new each day when we study under the Holy Spirit. Are you studying with the Holy Spirit? Are you allowing God to direct your mind and heart? Are you watching what you are participating in? What you pour in is what you will get. Be careful to live a holy life daily to be more like God. What we reflect is who we are , do you know who you are in Christ ?   ©Seer~ Prophetess Lee

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Heavenly Father, we thank you for the love you give us. Lord, please forgive us for the sins we did. Lord, give us strength to push through our day. Please give us a favor while we are at work and school. Lord, walk with us so that we may resemble you. If anything in your life doesn’t resemble you, please remove it. Lord, we want always to give you all of ourselves every day. Help us to love you more than this life. Our life is filled with so much, but Father, we don’t want any part of anything in this world if we don’t have you to help us to be devoted to you every day. In Jesus Name Amen

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+ Romans 8:29 For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers.

+ 1 John 4:8 Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.

+ Philippians 3:21 Who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself

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FURTHER READINGS

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PROVERBS 28

LEVITICUS 10

MARK 7

REVELATION 8

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[fuckandfable]

Holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, it is dark and thick like blood

What do shadows do to us? What do our shadows consist of? Illusionary visions, thoughts and patterns?

Does it consist of mind tricks and all of the pieces we feel are unusable? Does it keep the unsustainable, sustainable?

Today I sit at my desk, with no plan but a plethora of options. I mingle with my cats and try to speak to them through the slit in their eyes. They do not back down. They look way like they are disgusted with the human mind. I appreciate this about cats.

Dogs are almost too loyal, if they could they would tell you that you are always doing everything right. You need to be told what you are doing wrong sometimes.

I think this is the purpose of the shadow. It will never speak only show. We have to feel the wrongness ourselves. We don’t t like being told what we are doing wrong by other humans. I think it's a manner in which you need to use choice words. You need to encourage not discourage. I dont think the shadow is here to discourage. Our egos will see it as the enemy but I promise you, it is easier to view it as an alliance. It eases that feeling of always being at war with yourself.

Internal wars are difficult if we let the ego see what it wants to see. I'm not even sure what ego really is honestly. When I think of ego, I think of blind arrogance. I do not deserve to be blindly arrogant to myself or others, but especially to myself. I deserve to have an inner teacher that does not speak, only shows us who we are through our life experiences.

Trial and error. Make room for mistakes, your shadow can handle it, you can handle it.

Today I want to shower peacefully. That's a big win for me. An untimed shower. Being a mother it can sometimes feel like a rapid rinse. I want to take my time picking out my clothes, I want to dry my hair. These small things taken for granted. I love taking care of myself, I use my shadow for a frame of reference on the days where it seems to hard to take care of myself. This all sounds so petty, but I really do believe these things could have a detrimental impact on your day. We always feel fucking rushed. Today I want to have my cake and eat it too.

I am learning what love means to me. I have accepted that in my lifetime I will not impact the world, but I can impact my existence. I no longer wish to change the world, the world is what it is going to be. I no longer wish to fix anybody. I no longer wish to fix myself because I was never broken, only wounded. I no longer wish to take responsibility for the brokenness I feel outside myself. I wish to continue to hold myself accountable in order to become a reliable and trusted source.

My demons look very much like the black slit in a cat’s eyes. Judging me from afar but always cuddling on my lap in order for us to form connections in other ways besides speech. With no real way in, and no real way out.

Please enjoy the beauty and gentleness when you are looking into your shadow world. They are us. We are them. If you deem them monsters then that is what you will become. If you deem them wise then you become a healer. Choose your visions carefully and give them proper consideration, guidance, and direction.

Holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, but it is thick and dark like blood. Maybe then, my impact will carry down my bloodline and flow into the world, looking very much like a waterfall.

-x

#Spotify #tuesday #it’s gonna be a good day #good morning #grand rising #inside my mind #thought of the day #thoughts into the void #diary #tumblr diary #diaryposting #personal diary #poetic #writeblr #writing #writers and poets #poetry blog #poetry #spilled writing #deep writing #free writing #free write #writblr #writers on tumblr #girl interrupted #maybe idk #human behaviour #human nature #what we do in the shadows

[fangirlstorycreator]

The Legend Of The Lost Princess ♡ Chapter 14

Once everyone had pitched up their tent, you all gather in the centre off the tent area. "We're going to need some fire wood, it will ward off any animals and keep us warm too" You say to all the men. "Hears an idea" Jareth announces "How about you and Taligaro make a fire pit, me and Blackwall go and collect some fire wood, and Cael and Logan can go hunt for some food to put on the fire? This place is great for hunting boar" Logan and Cael look at eachother and nod. "That's not a bad idea Jareth, you want to see what we can get Logan?" "Sure, let's go" Cael and Logan grab their weapons and head north into the forest. "I could have easily hunted some food for us, why have i got to collect wood with you?" Blackwall asks with a low tone. "Because we're all working together as a team! Plus, its more time I can use to make you finaly smile!" "Uugghh, let's just go" Blackwall starts stomping off into the woods, making Jareth run after him. That just leaves you and Taligaro on your own while his 3 men are still pitching their tents. "Alright Tal, let's make a fire pit" "After you Y/N" Both of you grab two large sticks from the side of a tree and begin digging a whole in the ground. Meanwhile, Cael and Logan were moving quietly through the trees, until Cael knelt down onto his knees and hid behind a bush, with Logan following his lead.

"You see the clearing up ahead? I can see fresh hooves prints. Which mean there's boar nearby, all we have to do is wait" Cael says in a quiet voice. "All good with me" replied Logan. They both sit in silence, listening for any sound that could be something to hunt, when Logan decides to speak up. "Hey Cael?" "Yeh?" "Seeing as we're all working together and going to be spending some time together on this quest, what's say we get to know eachother a little more?" "Sure, what do you want to know?" "Well, I asked that blonde general guy earlier why he's joined this quest, so what's your reasoning?" "I'd tell you, but I fear I might bore you with the details" "I would rather hear a story about your personal life than listen to Jareth and Blackwall bicker all night" This makes Cael chuckle "It wont bore me, so? Why are you hear?" "Honestly? I kind of came hear to escape" Logans a little confused. "Escape? What, were you a prisoner or something?" "I suppose you could say that. When I was growing up, I was always diffrent to the other kids in my village, and kind of the black sheep in my family. I was never like anyone I knew, especially with my looks. I was born with white hair, noone else in my family has white hair, I was always seen as a freak"

"That's awful" "I just got used to it, I didnt want to be like them anyway. My father was tough and my mother didnt care, me and my siblings pretty much had to fend for ourselves. Being the youngest, I was still living at home when my siblings moved out, and no matter how hard I tried, I would never be good enough for my parents. Especially as I grew up, and discovered more about myself" "What do you mean by that?" "My father kicked me out of the home when he discovered me with someone I was having a relationship with. My father was disgusted at the thought of his son being with another guy, he thought I was messed up, and he never accepted me for who I really am" "Your father made you leave just because your not attracted to women? That's just cruel" "Thats my father. I haven't seen him since that very day, it's been nearly 10 years now, and I dont miss him or my mother, she didnt defend me, so why should I miss her?" Everything Cael said, was said with such heartache, he had held this in for so long, it's no wonder it's difficult for him to talk about. "Hey uhh, I'm sorry you have do deal with that. People like us shouldn't have to be put in positions where we feel wrong about who we are" "We?" Logan smiles warmly at Cael, realising he hadn't mentioned it before. "Sorry I forgot to mention it, I actually prefer men to women, just like you. I always have done"

Cael smiles a little, feeling like a little pressure has been lifted from him. "I didnt know, it makes a nice change to talk to someone else who understands" "Same hear Cael, and if you need to talk about anything, dont hesitate to ask" "That's kind of you Logan" Logan and Cael just sit for a few seconds, looking at eachother in a comfortable silence. Right before they both hear a rustling in the trees in front.

"Shhh" Cael whispers, slowly reaching for his bow and arrow from his back. He positions himself so he is able to see the boar that's just come into the clearing, it's a large one, the perfect size to feed everyone back at the tents. "I should be able to shoot it's two front legs from hear, stopping it from running away" "Great, if you do that, I'll finish it off with my sword, I'm ready when you are" Cael straightened up, pulls back the bow and shoots the boar right through it's two front legs, causing it to fall to the ground and squeal. That's when Logan jumps out and plunges his sword right through its head, killing it instantly. Cael walks out of the bushes to Logan, resting his hand on Logans shoulder. "Nicely done Logan" "Thanks, couldn't have done it without you" They share another warm look, before Logam removes his sword and they both pick up the boar and carry it back to camp. As they had finished their hunt, Blackwall and Jareth were nearly done collecting wood for the fire. "Hey! Hey Blackwall, what do you call a-" "For fuck sake, enough with the jokes already!" "Ah come on, a little humor never hurt anybody" "Tell that to the splitting headache in my head then" Jareth is really trying hard to make Blackwall smile, but it just isn't working. "What's your deal Blackwall?" "What?" "You dont talk unless someone makes you, your quiet, grumpy, I just dont know how to get you smiling" "Has it ever occured to you that maybe I dont want to smile?" "I dont believe that, there must be something that would make you smile?" "Shoving your head up a horses ass maybe?"

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #general taligaro #general taligaro x reader

[alexmink]

Part 4: Tag You're It

I examine him for a concussion. "come come he's alright now dearie, come sit and eat" Trufflehunter says placing a bowl on the table "thank you." " what are you two doing here anyways?" "Running away" Caspian answered for us , the dwarf and badger shared a look

"my uncle has always wanted my throne. I suspect I've only lived this long because he did not have an heir of his own" caspian continues as he stirs his soup "that changes things... means we dont have to kill you ourselves" nikibrisk adds "your right" "Im sorry?" Caspian rushes

to the enterance of the home and puts his armour back on "you can't just let the kill you Caspian, the professor didnt train us for this moment just so you can go get yourself killed" "you're meant to save us" "dont you get it he won't stop until i'm dead" "don't you know

what this is?" trufflehunter asks Caspian making him turn back to us "it's a horn." he states matter a factly just before he runs out the home "I won't let him leave" "then you might need this" nikibrisk says

handing me the sword "just use it to knock him out" "Im alright thank you" "suit yourself" I get out following him "where do you plan to go?" "I don't know" " then why don't you at least come back inside and eat

before we go?" "we?" " yes we, both of us have a target on our backs now thaat I've helped you escape, besides I promised you I'd be there for you, remember" "that was a childs promise" "not to me besides you know you need me you cant cook to save your life" "that is true"

"you'd never be able to shake me off, your stuck with me" he steps forward "I think one day I would" "your logic is off, you hit your head remember?" he lets out a laugh, I take his hand and lead him back inside "so you did manage to bring him back" "Nikibrisk."

trufflehunter scolds "don't worry we're jut in for the meal, we can't stay long they might do worse to you if your taking care of us" "I actually do agree with him on that" "so you won't help us?" "Im sorry I wouldnt even know where to begin, we have no army behind us, it's

just the two of us" "we, have an army, it's not much, just whats left of the narnians" "theres more of you?" I inquire curiously "not as many as there used to be before you telmarines invaded, but yes" nikibrisk answered "aren't you in line for the throne?"

"yes but thats just it the stories of narnia that have been told to us since childhood, they don't exactly favor Narnians, no one will go for it" we all start eating letting the arguement cool down for a moment "would you be willing to lead an army, it would help you stake your

claim for the throne and be beneficial for all the lives of narnia" Trufflehunter pipes up while retrieving our dishes "I have never lead an army, I could lead you all to extinction" "but you could Caspian, I've seen you train soldiers you were born to lead, you were raised to

be king, kings lead armies you know this I know but showing them that a telmarine prince would be willing to bring them out from beneath the shadows would show them that there is a chance to bring them back to what Narnia used to be, the narnia I know you love hearing about"

"I need to think about it, we should comeback by nightfall" he walks out and I thank them before following him out knowing they would give us a 5 minute head start, letting him believe he actually has that freedom we walk in silence for a while before he speaks up

"did you actually believe everything you said in there?" I stop to look at him "I wouldnt have said it unless it were true or else I would be leading you to your death" "what mkes you think I will?" "because I know you Caspian, you do the right thing even if it scares you or you

end up all bloodied up, that's what you've always done" "come here" I walk closer to him and hug him around the neck "I can hear you" we pull away towards the noise "sorry to interrupt this lovely moment but we were about to risk losing the both of you" Trufflehunter replies

"you are really convincing" nikibrisk tells me " we should wait for the kings and queens" he continues walking in front of us "Fine! Go then! See if the other will be just as understanding" "or we can come with you I do want to see how you explain things to the mintaurs." nikibrisk

adds "seriously I can only do so much" I tell them "minotaurs?" he stops "they're real?" "I told you I wasn't lying!" "and very bad tempered" "not to mention big, huge" "what about centaurs? do they still exist?"

"the centuars will probably fight on your side but theres no telling what the others will do" tells truthfully "what about Aslan, Is he real aswell?" I ask they share a look. "how do you know so much about us? nikibrisk counters "Stories"

"your father has told you stories bout Narnia?" no, our professor tells us not the most recent ones and old books" "I'm sorry but these are not the questions you should be asking" Caspian continues walking I follow, not wanting to be so close to the awkward atmosophere

"what is it?" "human" "them?" "no, soldiers" we take off on a run "stay low!" we hear some one collapse they turn heading towards trufflehunter "no, I'll go, you're who they're after Caspian, go" I reach the badger "no take it go its more important than I am he says

handing me the horn" "no" I say putting my bow on my shoulder picking up the badger. all the sudden a soldier falls and lets out a scream causing the soldier to change their focus on whatever was attacking them. I run off once again sheilding the badger with my

body as they continue to come after us until I reach nikibrisk and hand him over to him "take care of him" I start shooting at the soldiers left until the last one left started panicing slaying the plants around him I threw my bow and arrows to the side as I took my sword

from it's sheath I fell quickly on my back before I could even get it out "Lex!" I hear Caspian call "Choose your last words carefully Telmarine" I let our a breath "how did you take them all down?" "finally something new" he answered sarcastically "pick up your sword" "no

thank you I'm not an idiot" "I will not fight an unarmed man much less a woman" "which is why I have the chance to live longer I am not about to lose that chance" "I didn't say i would let you live" "you said you wouldn't fight me, I pay attention" "Let. her. go."

"you know im doing just fine on my own Cas" I say putting my hands behind my head "don't tempt him he was a miniture sword" "Reepicheep! stay your blade" "Trufflehunter? I trust you have a very good reason for this untimely interruption"

"oh please as if you'd kill a woman much less one unarmed" " maybe but him I would for sure" "he doesn't go ahead" "why am I not surprised i mutter underneath my breath "he's the one who blew the horn." "what?" "then let him bring it forward." I hear turning towards

the voice "this is the reason we have gathered" I turn towards the mouse "I'd appreciate it if I could get up" "right sorry miss"

#caspian x y/n #prince caspian imagine #Caspian x Alexandra #prince caspian #prince caspian fanfiction #the chronicles of narnia #narnia #chronicles of narnia #caspian the tenth #caspian x reader #childhood best friends to lovers

[thecoffeebeeeean]

Kumunoy - PABLO - I chose to this song for you to listen, tho it's unrelease but this song made my feelings validated. I know all of us fell into our own quicksand in life. It's never easy to get out. Just continue to believe in yourself and never forget to ask for help. We always have your back.

La Luna - PABLO - We always have this battle within ourselves. We have holdbacks due to our self-doubts. But even with those doubts, a part of yourself knows what you are capable of. That doubt just weighs you down. That's why you hesitate to try things you wish to do. I hope you'll learn to stop keeping yourself to yourself. We wish to see more of you. Take risk. You don't need validation from anyone; all you need is believe in yourself.

the river - Aurora - This one is a weird one. Don't be surprised cos it's from my favorite weirdo girly, aurora. She will tell you that it's fine to be vulnerable, but allow yourself to heal. You are free to express yourself in every way. This song is kinda deep and the mv is weirdly amazing.

Kanako - Felip - I'm not sure if you can understand the song since it's in bisaya but it has english CC. I'll leave it to felip to tell you why I picked Kanako. As I heard the song, it's you that song is for if I were singing it.

Hold my Hand - Lady Gaga - I imagined I was singing this to you at times when I want to comfort you, but i wasn't able to. Sorry that I was not able to be by your side when you needed someone. Always remember, you've got a hand to hold on to. My hands are always out for reach.

Nyebe - SB19 - I dont know what is in this song, that it always leaves me in tears. It hurts and heals me at the same time. It will tell you that despite all the uncertainty of everything, in time, matutunaw din lahat ng nyebe.

Courage - Ben&ben - As per Cinderella, "have courage and be kind" Keep carrying on. The future you will be proud of you, i can bet my life.

Home Ben&ben - You're forever my home.

I hope u get the message of each songs. Hope you enjoy them tho not all of them are your kind of music. Or maybe you don't listen to these kind of music. Just understand the message. 😂😂

Wala na ni dapat kay dapat ang song lg message simo. Po sige lng. 😂😂

Let the music speak to you, ang name sag Playlist sa yt. Birthday Playlist gift pano kay wala pa na tapos ang January. 😘😘🎁 Hbd

[phalacrocoraxdreams]

i think :( what triggered me this morning was being unexpectedly observed in my class this morning and then when the person talked to me afterwards she asked me a question and i wanted to give a real answer so i tried to actually think about it and it takes me so long to come up with accurate, non-scripted responses to questions and i feel so ashamed of it i want to be able to come up with new language like other people can but its so hard for me especially if the question is ABOUT me because then i also have to actually pay attention to myself in front of someone else and thats so hard its too hard and i can do it if you give me a long time and maybe let me write something down but theres never enough time and its so embarrassing to say that i need more time and ive had so many well meaning teachers or mentors try to encourage me to just say whatever im thinking but i CANT because there ISNT anything until i can have a little time and catch onto a thought thats organized, and when i try to just say whatever im thinking i cant finish the thought because its not organized and this is not received well. ever.

last year at one of this orgs staff trainings there was a guest speaker and she wanted us to come up with three nouns we would use to describe ourselves and she didnt give any examples and thats TOO HARD of a question there are too many things to consider like what she meant by nouns and what other people are going to share and how i would actually describe myself and then separately how i feel comfortable describing myself to others because i dont like sharing what i actually think of myself or my interests very often because its vulnerable in a way that is never rewarded only judged or misunderstood or Too Different… so i only could come up with two nouns in the time she gave and we were talking about supported decision making and what choices we had made recently before in her talk and she said something like “you made the choice only to share two nouns!” like i think in a way that was supposed to be supportive but it wasnt because i DIDNT choose to do that i just didnt have enough time to think without distractions and it felt so shitty like i think people think im doing it on purpose but unless i give you a script answer THERE ARE NO THOUGHTS THERE IS NOT AN ANSWER until i have enough time. and its too much time.

and this happens in academic or scholarly spaces so much that actually its just triggering to be in them most of the time like ive always had to FORCE myself to speak in class and no one thinks i do because its not hard because im anxious its hard because the discussion moves too quickly for me and most of the time i only have like half a thought & not scripted and so i sound with it in the first half and then i cant tie it together because im thinking as i talk and that doesnt work for me with 99% of people. and it happens with writing too like in class writing it takes me so long to start ESPECIALLY if we’re expected to share what we write because what i write is for me and writing in class isnt actually for me so i have to do it like im speaking and theres never enough time to write what im being asked to. one time my mentor saw me paused while everyone else was writing and he said “dont overthink it” and i said “im not overthinking, im just thinking!” wnd i dont understand how or why this is SO different from everyone else it seems like i just think so differently and not in an easy acceptable fits in kind of way if i want to fit in i CANNOT THINK about what im saying in the moment i HAVE to script it. and im really really really good at scripting but its not enough its never enough. to make up for thinking wrong.

[churchtime]

I thank God everyday for his infinite wisdom and love and He continues to teach me everyday and grow stronger every time i fall down.

His love by giving us life, letting life go on for so long, and having his son die on the cross for our sins solidifies how much God loves us.

He doesnt want us to give up on him because he wants us to be in heaven regardless. Just because he may say i never knew you one day during life doesnt mean we cant work to believe that he'll make a way. It doesnt mean we still cant do right by God and obtain salvation.

There are scriptures that speak on that he doesnt give us a spirit of fear, and how we can persevere. The devil wants us to think we cant be saved or we should give up going to heaven. But the word says we should believe.

We need to build a better relationship with God and Jesus. We need to not let anything discourage us from getting to heaven. Repent often, thank him greatly and abundantly, and try to show God obedience and a willing to learn.

For God is slow to anger and shows us mercy and grace when we acknowledge wrongs and work towards change. The bible is filled with the most atrocious people that won God's favor by turning their life to follow him.

And Jesus knows we can be ignorant dumb idiots sometimes that go too far in sin. But as he hung on the cross before his death he told God "Forgive them Father, for they do not know" He wanted mercy on the sinners that had evil in them and hated him. He died on the cross so we could have chances and change. That we could get to heaven and get salvation. Only the devil would put doubt in you and say its not possible.

Jesus did say "Not all people who cry "Lord, Lord" will get into heaven." and that he would claim to never know them. But he doesnt want you to give up hope. God wants us to stay in the faith. Keep in the word.

Talk to him and have a relationship with him. As long as we make an effort to redeem ourselves when we stumble. As long as we have a redemption arc after our villian arc there is hope.

God will make a way. He only hates the sin not the sinner. And just because you feel like you lost him or he rejected you dont stop trying to be the christian he wants you to be. You may mess up, but as long as you repent and get back up and never quit. God will make a way. God loves you. Jesus died for us all so even though the gate to heaven is narrow its not impossible.

We need to believe in God and Jesus. Believe in miracles they can make. Philippians 4:13 says "i can do all things through Christ which strengthens me" and that we had to have the faith of a mustard seed. And that we can pray to move mountains but yet we lack faith. That God provides and that we should want to get to heaven for hell is perilous with torment and fire.

You do have the freedom to choose. But why not choose life? Why not let Jesus get to know us? Why not believe that God wants whats best for us and doesnt want us to suffer?

If he has told you i never knew you or hadnt answered your prayers dont assume he has abandoned you. God said i'll never leave nor forsake you. He also does things in his time so he might say otherwise if you complete what he wants you to complete. He is patient and loving. By that logic he would never contradict himself or be flawed for he is omnipotent.

Make sure you grow good fruit and be diligent in wanting righteousness and what is good. Talk to God when you can and stay in the word. But never give up. You will fall but if you do get back up and keep trying. You came so far not to give up now. And believe in God and that with all your heart. Love God and Jesus with all your heart.

Thank God for everything and thank Jesus for his sacrifice. And show them you are infinitely in debt to them. For He is all powerful, loving, and compassionate. He does not hate you, he doesnt want you in hell, no matter what dont give in. Dont lose hope.

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[pesoama]

i want to go to you. i dont want to not feel for you. i want to be wrapped in your warmth and kindness. i want so much to go back to a year ago. we were so happy. looking forward to what was ahead of us; not know what we were in for. last year feels like a distant memory-- one that we will never be able to recreate. one that i am longing to feel for again. to live through just one more time. if redo's existed i would wish to go back to the day you found out your uncle died. i would ask more questions more often rather than take "Nothing, i just need time" as a simple way of accepting. "what do you need from me?" "What can I do for you?" "Lets go do something, keep your mind busy" "How can I be there for you?". I should have done a better job at ensuring you know i am always here for you, but instead I failed. I allowed us to continue like nothing had changed; like you also didn't go through what i did. we became each other's family. Somehow we forgot that. in us forgetting that we forgot how to be together; what it meant to be open, loving, honest, and understanding to each other and ourselves. we lost who we were because we forgot how to show it. how could we remember? we stopped showing up in ways we are supposed to. i stopped by not setting what was comfortable and you stopped by not taking into account of actions being made.

i cant wait to speak of good things about you again. i want to be with you for all of the things youve done right. this one wrong thing should not define our next steps but it should be a wake up call that this last year has not worked in ways we needed. the work it will take be hard long road. but i refuse to allow this be our end. i want our beginning to start and soon.