#i have blashphemed

[stvrmaker]

Following in @lemmiart ‘s footsteps, I drew the thing in my book 🥺 My friend said this was blasphemous but I plan on dying with this book in my arms, and it makes me happy so… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#good omens #michael sheen #david tennant #literature #good omens art #good omens 2 #good omens fanart #good omens drawing #good omens book #neil gaiman #terry pratchett #art #i have blashphemed #dont ask me if this is a first edition i simply wont answer your question #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #myart

[strangerattheairport]

this is how i imagine kaveh and alhaitham would’ve fought in the house of daena if cursing existed in genshin impact

#genshin impact #alhaitham #kaveh #i just think that they’re a little. silly #a little blashphemous #and a little stupid #anyway i have 97 wishes for alhaitham and his weapon

[sardonic-the-writer]

being a watcherina and not a swifie feels blashphemous. like. i love seeing my mutuals post about sincerely johnathan with professor pfps. still have no idea whats going on, but get it bestie

#watcher #watcher entertainment #we are watcher #taylor swift #dear john #swiftie #swifties #shane madej #ryan bergara #steven lim #watcherina #watcherinas #puppet history #shitpost #shitposting #sardonic rambles

[lobeliabsackvillebaggins]

Binge-Watch, Breakdown, Blashpheme

When I was very little, my dad played Jesus in our church's passion play, and I started crying because I was scared they were actually going to crucify my dad. This was the start of my issues with mainstream Christianity's beliefs surrounding it. That has very little to do with this post, because in this post I'm discussing the Crucifixion as it relates to Good Omens canon, and not making any statements about real world religions. As per usual, contents include biblical discussions and blasphemy, so please take care of your mental health. Also, brief mentions of suicide. Spoilers for Good Omens season 2 below

"I forgive you" is, of course, an absolutely devastating response to a kiss. And I am here to make it worse for all of you. :)

In season 1, we find out that Aziraphale and Crowley are at the Crucifixion, which per Aziraphale is because He [Christ] told them to be kind to each other. In other words, Aziraphale's understanding of what he sees is that it's both part of the ineffable plan, and a natural outcome of people not liking to be told to be kind. At this point in canon, Aziraphale still mostly believes in the Great Plan.

Now, assuming that things in Good Omens canon play out similarly to the events described in the Bible, Jesus was betrayed to the Roman authorities with a kiss from Judas. Which is important for a few reasons. There is a question of how much free will Judas actually had, because it was foretold he would do this. Also, he did this because he was disillusioned with the fact that Christ was trying to peacefully reform the existing system, instead of violently overturning it. [There is almost always a nasty amount of anti-Semitism in any Christian discussion of Judas. I am trying really hard not to do this, but please let me know if I am failing] Judas, after he sees what has happened, kills himself. There is a bit of folklore that states he did this, not out of guilt, but because he was hoping he could see Jesus in the afterlife long enough to apologize.

Now let's fast forward 2000 years, give or take a few. Aziraphale has just been given what he sees as a chance to fix a deeply broken and toxic system. (He is wrong, because he's actually being set up, but that's a separate issue.) Here comes Crowley, exercising a free will that neither demons nor angels are supposed to have and saying "the system is too broken for reforms; we need opt out, if not outright overturn it". And he seals it with a kiss.

Aziraphale, who is still desperate to believe that Heaven is synonymous with good, cannot handle that. He just offered Crowley a chance to reform the system with him, and Crowley turned him down. Crowley tried, from Aziraphale's point of view, to distract/divert him from the path he is supposed to be on.

So, then, what else can he say? He is so deeply hurt at this betrayal, but doesn't want their last parting to end like this. "I forgive you".

TL;DR: Aziraphale thinks Heaven, and by extension himself are Good. He's wrong, and his frame of reference is causing him to misunderstand things. Crowley is in love with the man-shaped being who betrayed him.

#good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens (tv) #biblical allusions in good omens #cw christianity #cw i don't think it's blasphemous but some probably will #ineffable husbands #Still in love with Judas baby #Ineffable husbands #cw sui mention #Spoilers

[cellblockpsycho]

Photographer Research Post 1 A Look at the Work of William Eugene Smith

Often among the darkest of nights,

it's hard to glance and see the light.

Often refered to professionally as W. Eugene Smith, or personally identified as Gene, Smith was a photographer well known for his stubborn pride and pigheadedness amongst his co-workers. To him, the simple idea of allowing even the most basic editorial change to any of his prints was beyond blashphemous.

Smith considered his pictures to be a message and himself to be the messenger. As such, it was his duty to report on life as he saw it. That brings us to Pittsburg, 1955. What was simply to be a task of gathering a few pictures for a cities bicentential became a massive spectacle of photographs that told the story of a city at a particulalr dismal time. Work was hard to come by, often the city skyline was consumed by pollutants, and those who found themselves with work often descended into the bowels of a steel mill or mine. Despite what you might think from a descripton of such photos, what is shown to us isn't as dismal and dim as one might initally interpret. Dispite the harsh conditions of some aspects of life in Pittsburg, there is an aura of joy and hapiness. Workers leaving a mine with smiles on their faces as if they heard the most pleasant of jokes, children at play amongst the desolate streets, and several families enjoying their lives together.

Smith himself was faced with tragedy, losing a father to suicide. Having been raised by a single mother ever since the tragic event, he was given the chance to attend the University of Notre Dame, to which he found himself leaving after the a year or so. He found himself working for various magazines, one of which he was fired from for ignoring simple requests from his employer. Eventually he found his niche, but soon grew to have a bit of an ego, much to the shegrin of his co-workers and employers.

Despite what ego this character might hold, and despite what tradgedy and despair he might also carry, he carries a level of sentimentality that offers a certain level of beauty to his photographs. Hence I refer to the couplet I used at the begining of this retrospective. It's hard to see the dark amongst the light. In the case of these pictures, sometimes all you can see is darkness, but other times you see a glimmer of light, A glimmer of Life; and that's what gives a photographers line of work a meaning beyond what is simply solid and seen.

[kihaku-gato]

Ok I'm not sure it's the right word I’m using for what I need but, like, does Critical Role have written transcripts to make it easier to follow for those (like me) who may have trouble following what's going on and who's saying what? Especially for the older eps??

I try to accept that I cannot pay attention long enough to consume Critical Role eps with how my first attempt was a severe flop, but at the same time THERE ARE SO MANY BAE LADY CHARACTERS THAT IT'S VERY HARD FOR ME TO ACCEPT THAT I CAN'T ENJOY THEM OUTSIDE OF FANARTS!!!! I needs

#ramblings #whining #Jester and Beau and the other bae which I have blashphemously forgotten the name of #I love them #I want to know more about them

[bellaireland1981]

Lights, Camera, Coffee in LA Part 2

Ok! Here’s part 2!!!  I hope you all like it! I’m really loving writing this one, so I may do more, but we shall see!!

Thank you again to @denisemarieangelina​ for bouncing ideas around with me and for reading it over! 

Characters: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Minor angst (if you squint) FLUFF

After breakfast, I went to grab a shower and get dressed while Michael and Chris discussed the movie project.

Thirty minutes later, I felt more awake and energized. I was excited about being able to spend more time getting to know Chris better. I wrapped my long brown hair up into a towel to soak up some of the excess water before I attempted to wrangle it into any kind of style. While it was towel drying I looked through the clothes I brought with and decided on a pair of boyfriend style cropped distressed jeans with a white v-neck, buttoned down loose fitting tank.

I tackled my hair next, deciding to just comb out the tangles and allow it to air dry. When I didn’t take time to blow it dry and flat iron it, I had a natural wave to my hair. Sometimes it was a nice change of pace to leave it natural.

My phone chimed alerting me to a new text just as I was finishing my makeup. I set my mascara down and picked up my phone to see who had text me.

C: (10:34) I just wrapped up the meeting with your brother, I’ve got a few other things to do this morning, then I’m free. Want to meet at Caffe Luxxe in Santa Monica around noon? It’s close to the pier…

L: (10:35) Sounds great! I’ll see you at noon! I may have to check out the pier after we get our beverage. I’ve never been there. ;)

C: (10:36) Wow! I’m not living that one down. You’ve NEVER been to the PIER?? That’s it...we’re going.

L: (10:38) You’re probably not wrong about that! And you obviously can’t see it, but I’m doing a happy dance right now about seeing the pier!

C: (10:39) So… only happy to see the pier? You can’t see it, but I’m crying over here.

L: (10:41) Wow...needy much? LOL  Don’t cry, I’m more excited to see YOU again! ;)

C: (10:42) That’s better! ;)  See you soon!

Smiling, I tucked my phone in the back pocket of my jeans and headed downstairs to find my brother again.

It wasn’t hard, he was out on the patio where I’d left him and Chris earlier. He was finishing a phone call as I sat down in the chair Chris had been in.  

“So, figure out what you’re doing today?” Michael asked after hanging up the phone.

“Yup!” I replied beaming at him, “I’m meeting Chris for coffee at Caffe Luxxe in Santa Monica and then we’re going to go to the pier. I’m trying to tame the inner freak out before I go meet him so he doesn’t realize I’m a complete dork.”

“Dork or not he’s the lucky one to get to spend time with you, Little Bit.” Michael replied looking worried, in a way only a big brother could. “Just be careful. I don’t know that you know what exactly you’re getting into here Lena.”

“I thought you liked Chris, Mickey.” I said, frowning at my brother. “Why are you now cautioning me against him?”

“I do like him, Little Bit” He explained, “He’s a great guy, but he’s not just some random guy you met on a plane with a “normal” job. He lives in the public eye, and has a very large fan base. Dating a celebrity isn’t easy. Not to mention, he seems to have commitment issues.”

“Wow” I replied, annoyed with my brother. “I admit that your concerns about him being a celebrity have some merit, only from the standpoint that you’re right, I’ve never dated anyone famous. Not that I’d call going for coffee and hanging out at the pier necessarily “dating”. I don’t even know if he is interested in me that way or if he simply wants to be friends. But you’re not in any place to talk about commitment issues, Michael. Before you met Talia you were a manwhore and said often you didn’t want to be “tied down”. Obviously, people can change and what may be true of someone when they’re younger, may not be the case as they get older.”

I got up from the table to head back into the house. I loved my brother, but he’d always been overprotective of me and never really seemed to get that I’d grown up.

“Lena,” Michael called after me, “I’m not trying to piss you off, I just want you to be careful is all. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’m a big girl, Mickey.” I replied glancing back, “I don’t need you to protect me. I am capable of deciding who I am friends with and even who I date.”

“I know that, Lena” He replied, “I’m just trying to look out for you. It’s my job.”

Thankfully, Lia walked out onto the patio at that moment, having just gotten back from her meeting. I needed her to run interference with  Michael and give me  a chance to breathe.

“She’s not even here for a day, and you’ve already pissed her off I see.” Lia commented, eyeing us both as she sat down in the seat I had vacated. “Does it have anything to do with a certain Captain Hottie?”

“Not you too” groaned Michael, scrubbing a hand over his face in frustration, “You’re not even Team Cap!”

“No, but I’m Team Lena” Lia said, looking at Michael with a raised eyebrow, “And I like Chris. I think they could be good for one another. Now stop being an overprotective brother and tell your sister to have fun today!”

“Have fun, Little Bit.” Michael parroted his wife, “I’m still planning on grabbing stuff to grill out tonight… maybe see if Chris would like to come for dinner?”

I knew he was trying to smooth things over so I cut him some slack for now. I walked back over and gave him a hug.

“Now was that so hard?” I asked, smiling. “I can check to see if he’s available, and I’ll text you to let you know.”

“Have fun, Lena!” Lia said, winking at me. “I can’t wait to hear all about it!”

“Thanks, Lia!” I laughed, hugging her, “I’m so glad you married my brother!”

I left them on the patio and went back inside to grab a drink and head up to my room to finish getting ready.

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A few minutes before noon, I arrived at the coffee shop as luck would have it found parking close by. I pulled my phone out to send Chris a quick text to let him know I’d arrived. He’d text me twenty minutes ago letting me know he was headed back towards the cafe, but that traffic was heavier than he’d anticipated.

L: (11:55am) Just got here, I’m going to head inside. No rush, please drive safe!

I headed inside not expecting a reply as he was driving. I found a quiet table in the back corner where I figured we’d be able to blend in a little more. The cafe wasn’t overly crowded, being noon, so we’d have some semblance of privacy.  

My phone pinged with a new message as I sat down. I quickly pulled it out to check it.

C: (11:58am) I’m about 5 minutes away. Be there soon!

L: (11:59am) STOP TEXTING AND DRIVING CHRISTOPHER!

C: (12:01pm) Voice to text, I swear! I kinda like it when you yell at me lol.

L: (12:02 pm) You’re a meatball. You can’t see me right now, but I’m rolling my eyes at you. Just be safe. I found a table in the back corner to the left as you walk in.

L: (12:02pm) Gonna order drinks, whatcha want?

C: (12:03 pm) Hold on, walking in now!

A couple seconds  later the cafe door opened up and Chris strolled in, eyes scanning the room. A smile lit up his face once he saw me and he headed back to the table I had claimed.  

“That was a very accurate time estimate” I said teasingly, “5 minutes on the dot.”

“Do I lose cool points if I admit it’s what my GPS told me?” He asked, laughing.

“I’ll give it to you this time.” I said, smirking at him.

“I’ll go grab us some drinks,” He said, still smiling. “What would you like?”

“Iced mocha, please!” I requested, “Too warm for hot coffee.”

“It’s never too warm for coffee.” he said, giving me the cocked eyebrow look and failing to look stern.

While Chris went to the counter to get our drinks, I glanced at my phone and saw a missed text from Talia.

T: (12:06 pm) Don’t forget to invite Captain Hottie for dinner!

L: (12:08 pm) LMAO, does Mickey know you’re continuing with that nickname? And I will ask him…if you promise to keep my brother on a leash ;)

T: (12:08 pm) DEAL! And he knows my heart belongs to him...and Iron Man.

I laughed at my sister in law as I tucked my phone away.

“One blasphemous iced mocha for you.” Chris said, and set the drink in front of me, “One normal and perfectly perfect coffee for me.”

“Blashphemous coffee, huh?” I asked, laughing at him. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard coffee referenced in that way.”

“I mean, I just call it like I see it.” He replied, taking a sip of his coffee. “What had you laughing when I was walking back?”

“Lia text me” I said, suddenly nervous to ask him over for dinner. I didn’t want to appear over eager or assume too much about our new friendship. Of course, Chris was perceptive enough to catch the change in my voice.

“Hey,” he said smiling, “I can hear you thinking over there, everything ok?”

“Yeah” I replied, taking a deep breath.  Deciding the worst that could happen would be he’d say no, I forced myself to ask him. “She was reminding me to ask ‘Captain Hottie’ over for dinner tonight. My brother is grilling.”

Chris threw his head back and grabbed his chest, laughing. It gave me a rush to know I’d accomplished making him laugh hard enough for the left boob grab twice now since meeting him. I had to laugh with him, because his laugh was actually contagious.

“There’s so much to unpack there” he said, once he got himself under control again. “First, I’d love to come to dinner, it sounds great. Second, I’m not sure how I feel about the new ‘Captain Hottie’ title… at least from your sister in law… I could be open to it from a certain new friend… and finally, were you really nervous to ask me? You’re adorable when you get nervous by the way.”

At a complete loss for words, I took a moment to collect myself and took a sip of my coffee. I wasn’t sure how to handle Chris flirting with me. Was he flirting? Ugh!

“I don’t even know what to say to any of that.” I admitted, blushing. “So, I’ll just let them know you’ll be coming to dinner.”

Chris laughed again, and winked at me as he took a drink of his coffee.

“So, how did the rest of the meeting go with my brother?” I asked, changing the subject.

“It went well, actually.” He smiled, knowing what I was doing. “It looks like I’ll be in LA most of the summer.”

“That’s great!” I exclaimed, a little too enthusiastically, “I mean, since it was a project you were wanting and all.” Smooth, Lena, not at all obvious here.

“It is great!” He agreed, “I’m very excited to do this movie, but I’m also really interested in spending some more time with this fun, gorgeous, wicked smart, and hilarious girl I met on the way out here.”

“This person sounds pretty great” I replied, melting at his words, “You’ll have to introduce us! I could use some friends to hang out with this summer. And did you seriously just use “wicked” as an adjective? You’re so Boston.”

“Alright, Miss sassy pants” he said, tossing a balled up napkin at me, “Let’s head to the pier, see what kind of trouble we can find.”

We spent several hours hanging out at Santa Monica Pier. We rode the roller coaster, ferris wheel, played a bunch of games, ate way too much junk food, and I swear, I’ve never laughed so hard in my life. I really enjoyed spending time with Chris.

After we finished exploring the pier we decided to head down and walk along the beach for a bit before we needed to head to my brother’s for dinner.

“I had a lot of fun today, Chris!” I said beaming at him. “I can’t believe I’ve never been here before.”

“It was fun seeing it as new through you,” He replied, causally reaching out to hold my hand in his as we strolled, “It’s been a while since I’ve been here. I think my nephew Miles was three the last time we were here.”

I enjoyed the feeling of his strong fingers laced through mine as we walked along the beach. I always loved being by the water, but being here with Chris made it even better. It was like we were in our own little bubble.

We walked a little further down the beach lost in each other’s company, laughing, and just enjoying the afternoon. Suddenly, Chris stopped walking, his hand squeezed mine tighter, causing me to stop walking and turn towards him.

“Everything OK?” I asked seeing that he had tensed up, a frown on his face.

“Yeah” he replied, his voice full of tension mixed with what sounded like anxiety. “We should head back.”

I wasn’t sure where the abrupt change in him came from. Had I said something wrong and upset him? I frantically went back over the conversation, not sure what could have upset him.

“Chris?” I started softly as we walked back towards the pier and his car. He had dropped my hand and was moving at a faster pace. I wasn’t even sure he’d heard me. When he didn’t reply, I decided to keep quiet and follow his pace.

It only took a few minutes to make it to the parking lot where Chris’ car was parked. He unlocked it remotely and walked over to the passenger side to open the door for me. Even now, he was a complete gentleman. I quietly got in and buckled my seatbelt waiting on him to walk around and get in on the driver’s side. I kept quiet on the way back to the cafe where my car was parked, trying to figure out what to say to him.

He pulled in next to my car and put his in park, turning to look over at me. I could see the wheels turning in his head. Deciding to let him off the hook and get out of this before my emotions got the best of me, I turned towards him and tried to paste what I thought was a genuine smile in my face.

“Thanks for today, Chris,” I said softly, not trusting my voice, “I had a lot of fun.”  I quickly unbuckled the seatbelt and reached over to open the door.

“Lena” Chris jumped out of the car and quickly caught up to me. He reached out and gently grabbed my hand, turning me around. “Wait.”

“It’s OK, Chris” I reassured him, my resolve quickly leaving me, “We can hang out another time…. If you want that is. If not, I had a really great time getting to know you.”

“Lena, stop” He replied, thankfully stopping my babbling. “I had a lot of fun with you today, I like being with you. It’s easy to forget the rest of the world exists when I’m talking to you…. I just got so caught up in you, I  let my guard down and forgot to be on the lookout for paparazzi. They followed us on the beach, and I’m pretty sure they got pictures of us together.”

“So, it wasn’t something I said or did that upset you?” I asked quietly, hating that I was feeling so insecure.

“Fuck no,” He replied instantly pulling me towards him and engulfing me in a hug. God, this man could hug, and he smelled amazing, even after being in the hot sun all day. “Lena, I doubt there’s anything you could say or do that would upset me. It’s just that in the past, my relationships often tanked because of the media or over-critical fans hounding whoever I was dating. It would kill me for you to be hurt by that.”

“I’m made of tougher stuff than that,” I replied, “Today’s insecurites aside, that is. I guess I just wasn’t really sure what this was, and didn’t want to assume anything. I thought we were having a great time and then after the beach I thought you wanted to get away from me as fast as humanly possible...or that you were wishing you had some of Cap’s super speed. I’m going to shut up now.”

Chris laughed and dropped his head down so that his forehead was now resting against mine, which brought me up against the solid wall of his chest again.

“This,” he started pulling away slightly to look me in my eyes, “was definitely a memorable first date. That is going to quickly be followed by our second date, which is dinner at your brother’s. Then, being as it’ll be our second date and all, I’m hoping to get to kiss you goodnight after making arrangements to meet up for our third date. I’m thinking Disneyland for that by the way. After that, I plan on continuing to date you until I eventually wear you down and you agree to be my girlfriend. How’s that for transparency?”

“I got stuck on the second date and mentions of kissing.” I smiled up at him, biting my lip, “Is that a hard rule for you… waiting for the second date? Because then I can make the argument that coffee was technically the first date then, the pier was our second and dinner tonight would be third.”

“That’s where you got hung up?” He asked laughing, “Ok, what about the rest that whole spiel?”

“Dinner, kiss, Disneyland, more dates, girlfriend, got it.” I answered, “So back to the second date thing.”

“As long as we’re on the same page.” He joked, tilting my face up towards his. He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine gently before pulling back again way too quickly.  

“You’re killing me Smalls” I groaned at the teasing kiss. “You’re not playing fair.”

“Great movie!” He laughed, “I promise to make it up to you, Sweetheart. After our third date.”

“I plan to collect.” I replied smiling.

“I look forward to it.” he said then leaned in and brushed another quick kiss on my lips, “See you in a bit. Drive safe please, precious cargo and all that.”

“Ditto.” I said getting into the car. “I’m really glad I had an early morning flight to L.A.”

#chris evans fanfiction #Chris Evans

[ziracona]

Akkadian translation Key for From the Earth of No Return

CHAPTER 1 – ‘The Leader’

Izzirtu –  Damn it! (This word is used many times throughout but I’m only including it at the top in the key, because it’s so common. It’s a curse that basically means “Damn it!” and the only surviving Akkadian cuss I could find without having to construct it myself, haha.)

“Attunu tenīnā. Nasḫuru tapârrâ?” --- You two pray? You’re seeking repentance?

“Attunu nasḫuru tapârrâ!” –  Are you two seeking repentance!

“ Kī annû,” --- like this

“Lā! Kī annû,” – No! Like this.

“Tâmāru?” – You see? (x2)

“Atta tenēnu,” – You pray/You are praying. Yes?

“Enēnu?” –  Praying?

“Attunu nasḫuru tapârâ?” – Are you two seeking repentance?

“Suktā!” –  Stop talking!/Shut up!

“Attunu tâdarrakā. Attunu tenēnâ. Aššum attunu, tâdarrakā,” – You are sorry. You pray. Because you, are sorry.

“Ṭābu. Anāku āgammālukunūti,” – Good. I will show you mercy.

“Atta namḫuṣūtum?” – Are you wounded? (In a “is it bad?” kind of way—she’s not stupid. She knows he got stabbed.)

“Alkam,” –  Come/Come on. (She uses this and its other form, “Alkānim,” a lot. They mean the same thing, just one is in male singular, the other common plural.)

“Mīnum?” –  What? (Note: Minâm also means ‘what’—they just come in slightly different contexts.)

“Anāku ašraris ul allak,” –  I can’t go over there.

“Nīnu pānnātum ašaris niakkāšu-ma u ištu pīqat nitar.” We will go there (the temple) first, and then maybe we will/can return (to the campfire, implied).

“Sūnu īnēnū. Īdrakū?” – They pray? They are sorry? (implied ‘too/as well’).

“Atta tadmiq, u attunu tapānām.”– You are/you’ve become very good (kind/better). But you two first. (Note—both ‘u’ and ‘-ma’ usually mean ‘and’ or ‘but also’ in a sentence, but they can also both just mean ‘but’ and sadly you just gotta figure that out from context. Rip.)

“Alkam,” – Come/Come on.

 END CHAPTER 1 – ‘The Leader’  

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CHAPTER 2 – ‘The Medic’

 “Alkam,” – Come/Come on.

“Alkānim,” – Come/Come on. (In common plural)

“Babbanû. Enna,” – Excellent/very good. Now,

“Īde attunu ipallāḫū,” – I know you are afraid.

“Attunu tataqqānā. Tadâlluā ul anaddānum-ma, attunu annīkiam ezzib. Arḫiš âtar. Šiṭirtu aleqqâm ana kâšūtum apaššāq. Âtar, amtamīt.” –  You will be alright. I can’t allow you to wander around, so I’m leaving you here. I’ll come back quickly. I am bringing back texts to help me explain. I will return, I promise.

“Attunu tenīnā. Napšuru tartasiā. Aššu Nergal pīqat ipaddûkunūšim. Anna?” – You have been praying. For forgiveness. (lit. “to obtain forgiveness/mercy). So that Nergal might forgive you. Correct?

“Anna?” – Yes?

“Attunu. Ana Nergal tenīnā.” – You. Pray to Nergal.

“Lā. Dumqū,” –  No. It’s okay.

“Babbanû! Kīam akâšukunūšim.” – Excellent! Then I can help you. : )

“Attunu ša ennānim-ma Nergal pīqat ipaddûkunūšim, u kīnūtu timânim. Napšuru tartasiā.” – You need to pray so that Nergal might forgive you, and you need to swear loyalty. To obtain mercy.

“Anna?” – Yes?

“Babbanû. Enna. Ukullumkunūšim-ma lišānumī ul lēʾûtim tāwû. Attunu dibbūya šunniā.” --- Excellent. Now. I will help/instruct you, because you cannot speak my language well at all. Repeat after me. (lit. I will help you, because you do not competently speak my language. Repeat my words. [Akkadian is not very into softballing what you mean])

“Minâm? Minâm tušaḫṭâ?” – What? What’s wrong? (Lit. What? What is amiss/bad to you?”)

“Naprikānim!” – Stop! (plural form)

“Am-mīnim? Mimma ul tapallaḫā! Takaššārā-ma akâššukunūšim. Nergal lā lipadûkunūšim, taṣarimā-ma ul isanniqkunūšim.” –  Why? There is nothing to fear! I will help you to do it right [lit. to complete (this task), I will help you!].  Even if Nergal does not forgive you, you will not be punished for trying.

“Nazrum! Umāmum! Rittu ušamḫarkunūšim?  Puqqum ušamḫarkunūšim?! --- “Infidel! (lit. ‘Blashphemer’). Monster! I offer you a chance? I offer you hope?!”

“Rittu ušamḫarkunūšim u apaddi! Ištu bīšu ilkakātū tāpēšū-ma epēšum annûm tappēšā?!” –  I give you a chance and show you mercy! After the evil deeds you have done, and you do this?!” (lit. ‘and this action you take???)

“Ana ēkurrî ababbilkunūšim, u apaddikunūšim! U ina danānu, ina danānu, taktaṣdā-ma tebteleā pagrî

“Ana ēkurrî ababbilkunūšim u apaddikunūšim! U ina danānu, ina danānu, taktaṣdā-ma tebteleā pagri! Taštalṭuniāšim-ma tadtannttā šillatam ilī ētereḫ-ma tušeppešenni. Ina pagrīya! Tušalpātanni! Ēkurrušuāku! Murṣušu akkunna ušaddād! Ilum ša murṣu tīdeā-ma takbittūya u biltî  taṣtarm-ma taštarqā? Naqbum!” – I bring you to my temple and show you mercy! And by force, gainst my will, you take by force and possess my body! You take control of me and by force make me commit blasphemy against my God!? In my own body! You defiled me! I am his temple! I am honored to bear his plague! You know he is the god of plagues, the God you seek to destroy, and you try to rip my honor and my burden from me? Fucker! (She translates this pretty directly in-fic).

 END CHAPTER 2 – ‘The Medic’

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CHAPTER 3 – ‘Adiris’

“Sasuniātu” – Can you read? (The ‘can you’ is implied. There is no ‘to do/to be’ in Akkadian, so you get it all from tenses and context).

“Gallû” – Spirit (bad), Devil, or Demon. It had a fairly broad meaning, and fits what Freddy is well, but it would be less likely to apply to something like the Entity than “Utukku.”

“Naparkûnūti,” – Stop.

“Alkam.” – Come/Come here.

“Atta naptî nidnam,” – Give me my key.

“Alkānim,” – Come/Follow

“Nērānim,” –  Turn around. (x2)

“Lā!” – No!

“Inanna alkānim,” – You can come over now.

“Šibam.” – Sit.

“Ina qibītīki Ištar ušteššerē tenēšēte. Marṣu iballuṭ āmiru pānīki. Ippaṭṭar eʾiltašu itebbi arḫiš. Ina qibītīki Ištar lā nāṭilu immar nūra. Iššer Ištar lā išaru āmiru pānīki. Apputtum, teštemîanni.” – (this one is translated directly, but I’m including it in the key anyway for cohesion.) With your command, Ishtar, mortals are made right. The sick who sees your face is restored to life. He is freed from his bonds, he arises quickly. With your command, Ishtar, the blind can see the light. They become whole, Ishtar, the unwell who look upon your face. Hear me, please.

“Tadalīlî,” – Thank you. (in feminine 2nd person singular.)

“Anāku aedû attunu ašmamkunūti. Inanna anāku ul ašammamkunūti. Attunu ul tammaḫḫāṣakunūti. Anāku. Attunu. Akaššukunūšim.” – I know I have hurt you (in the past). (But) I will not hurt you now. You aren’t going to be harmed. I. You two. Will help. (lit. I. you (plural). I will help you (plural), because the verb takes number/gender/tense markers. Sometimes Akkadian includes pronouns for emphasis, though. She’s using an intentional restatement to try really hard to get the meaning across. In Akkadian it would read more like, “You two are the people I will help, and I am going to do it.)

“Tawašābušā,” – Take a seat (offer, not command).

“Atâruanni,” – I will return. (x2)

“Alkānim,” – Come on. (x2)

“Bilam,” – Carry this.

“Idiam,” – Set that down.

“Adrakanni,” – I’m sorry.

“Talitbuškum,” – For you to wear.

“Dalīlu,” – Thanks/Thank you. (This is the base form. For example, Tadalīlî has the feminine Ta prefix and an accented I because it absorbed the ī suffix, and was used to thank Ishtar, a singular feminine figure.)

“Gerbiš” – Near.

“Rūqiš” – Far (x2)

“Minūm?” – What?

“Mû,” – Water.

“Piššatu,” – A type of salve.

“Adrakanni,” – I’m sorry.

“Ḫadîš imḫur,” – To accept happily.

“Tašallimākunūti,” – You’re okay.

“Ana ša attunu… ana yâti dummuqûtum-ma, Ah—Attunu… Ašabbus. Ah—Ana ša! Attunu… damqiš. Attunu ana yâti dummuqûtum u…Nergal. …Ana kunūti uššaš.” – Because you…because you were kind to me. –Y-you…  I got angry–b-because! You…are good. (Lit. You…good—she’s having some trouble here) You were really kind to me, and…Nergal…tortures you.

“Ayyam?” – Which/Which one?

“Ilum.” – God.

“Annam. Šū ‘Ilum’.” – Yes. That is a god.

“Šū…Pīqat Gallû? Lū Utukku. Šū, annam. U ul ‘Gallu’. Gallu… Gallu. Ul Gallu. Utukku.” – That….Maybe it could be a Gallu? Definitely it’s an Utukku. That (thing you drew), yes. But not a ‘Gallu’. (She just says Gallu a few more times because she’s referencing pictures so I’m leaving that and one more Utukku out, but the meanings remain the same). Ul Gallu = not a Gallu. Gallu is a evil spirit. Utukku is the big bad demony monster, for reference here.

“Tīde?” – Are you sure?

“Annam,” – Yes.

“Ana ša alibbum ašanû,” – Because I had a change of heart. : (

“Ana ša. Alibbum. Ašanû,” – Because. I had. A change of heart. (Lit. Because. A change of heart. I have had. [for Akkadian version])

 END CHAPTER 3 – ‘Adiris’

#From the Earth of No Return #I needed a place to post this so I could link on AO3 and it felt more clean than adding a fourth chapter for that purpose somehow or doing #it in a comment. So here it is in a holding space. If you're here from the AO3 link for fun Akkadian translations of Adiris' dialogue I hope #you enjoy! :D <3 If you're just a follower seeing me post more weird shit please enjoy as well ^u^ #writing #From the Earth of No Return (fic) #dead by daylight #sorry if this shows up in the dbd tags as just a weirdass read more but I gotta tag it so people can filter if they want

[most-steadfast-and-valiant]

Silence reigned in the hall. Elrond stood removing his hand and placing it instead at the small of the elf's back. He addressed the vouncil heads. "One may wish to believe such events are not seen here. In our land of peace. They would be wrong. My wife faces such situations." The healer from Fingolfin's camp stood again. "I find this unlikely and blashphemous. The Maia and Vala here would not allow such behaviors!" He glared at Fingolfin. "You bring lies before us to protect ones close to you."

“How dare you!” Fingolfin hissed, also standing, “Accusing this elf of dishonestly after he has risked his privacy and well being to speak in front of you today! The Ainur are not all knowing. Most, as have been said, face ridicule and unkindness, especially should they bring their concerns to another. As you yourself have demonstrated just now!”

#Anonymous

[fioletowyfacet]

nightguard-frightguard-and-phone zreblogował(a) Twoje zdjęcie i dodał(a): “//Blashphemous Texts Acquired”

//i can’t read a word of this but i know exactly which part this is

//Well, there are clearly words that have been borrowed from English, like metalu, plastiku, elementy robota, and Dave.

//So it’s not that difficult.

#nightguard-frightguard-and-phone #//this is EXACLTLY that part i went looking for it on purpose

[gilded-lady]

Quickie 14.01 Thoughts:

- I like that Sam isn't too proud to ask Ketch for help. Even though it seems unlikely we'll see him in the near future, I like that ther possibility remains.

- I dig Sam/Mary's relationship. It's not a forced maternal one, just one of mutual respect.

- I dig Bobby/Castiel paternal kind of care of Jack. He needs it and I look forward to it developing.

- I am intrigued by Nick.

- Jensen is relishing playing Michael and it shines in his acting. I really dig it and him speaking Arabic is blashphemously sexy. I'm curious to see where it goes.

- I love that Kip tried to ape Crowley thinking it'd win him points with Sam while completely missing how, just like Crowley, an allegiance with the Winchesters would ultimately cost him Hell because why follow a guy who basically needs Sam's blessing to rule.

- Can we have Boy King of Hell!Sam back?

- Yes, I know there is handwaving of canon. No, it doesn't bug me like it might have had it been in 5 or 6. At this point, I'm just enjoying the ride.

[earthisadeathworld]

First contact, Part 2

Galan’thaal stared in a sort of awed terror. The humans were launching out of Earth’s atmosphere, using what looked controlled explosions to make their space craft fly. It was utterly primative.

It was utterly horrifying.

His comm station beeping caught his attention. He opened the channel and was assaulted by the clicking noise the One True Elders used when they were trying to stop anyone from understanding if they were listening in to the conversation.

“The conquest of this system is not going as fast as projected.”

“Light of Truth, I have sent our finest squads onto the planet’s surface, but the native species and the planet itself rallied against them. The natives have exited the planet and may try to attack.”

“The natives are a primative species, an ape species. They are bags of meat and bone. Kill them, or subdue them, Servant of Truth, or be subdued yourself.”

“Light of Truth -” the comm channel cut off. Galan’thaal nearly blashphemed against the Elders, but caught himself just in time.

He crossed over to the viewing deck, seeing the human space crafts already in space being joined by dozens more. They were big, ugly things, weapons of war that the One True Species may have made a thousand years ago. Galan’thaal tried to believe that this gave him hope. After all, his species was much more advanced.

The comm station beeped again. He went to answer, but stopped. The signal wasn’t recognised. Could it be? He answered the call.

“Is anyone there?” The translator, having already heard the human’s brutish, blunt language, still seemed to struggle. Galan’thaal took a deep breath.

“Human species. We are the One True Species, your rightful rulers. Submit to me and I shall spare your kind. Force us to fight, and we will annihilate you.”

There was silence for a few seconds. Then the most awful sound came out of the speakers. It sounded as though the human was having a heart attack: there were some wheezings, some gaspings, and several snorts.

“Hooo, boy! That was a good one, wasn’t it McMallister? See here, we’ve tried to annihilate ourselves so many times, I doubt a big walkin’ statue like you could do it.” There was a moment’s silence, almost a muffled silence as though the human had covered the microphone with his hand.

“We’ve got a counter offer. Leave our solar system and go back to whatever planet you came from, or we’ll see just how tough you are.”

#humans are space orcs #earth is a death world #earth is space australia #first contact #first contact part 2

[jdbftmrc]

Ahok and Qur’an, my City or my Religion?

i may not live in Jakarta, but close to it (South Tangerang and Bekasi) and known Jakarta all my live. im a devout muslim, too. my parents are very religious. i’m kind of thankful that i am not one of Jakartans because i will be confused to vote one of the candidates lol. I agree it is mostly because of his allegedly blashphemed of Quran and so many muslim affected by it, especially those who are religious (mostly religious  parents and grandparents who's not into politics). And, do not forget, a lot of clerics influence Muslim not to vote non-muslim candidates. i asked my parents who do they vote and ofcourse they vote for Anies (they're not Jakartans though) simply because his allegedly blashpemed in Quran. Personally, i genuinely believe that Ahok will improve Jakarta so much better and i know his capability, but as a devout Muslim, i simply do not want him to be the governor not because of his allegedly blesphemy and i think he is regret for ever say those stuffs, but because Quran said that you shouldn't choose  non-muslim leader and i have so much belief in my holybook. Beside the religion, i think it is true that people may not like him from the way he talk (too toude?” or they're just disadvantageous affected by his policy.

[the-firebird69]

loo k at this graph tons of states on the fence no a few most open now or in this week  and then governor desantis no it is not remarkable. teh opening and so on is delayed all over doesnt mean ppl wont go out and start stuff up thier governers are not feds and they need money and income and will do it we are sure we hear it allover the radio. they come inwe hit them. tired of seeing thier gd blue shirts and thier covid 19 ads and all this sh.   and we heard him will be chaos weform neighborhood watches. tonsformed and fromone man...and he is an unknown.  a huge thing happened today we see why. it is chaos they want and thse crazy ppl are fired. and we need to. they are in the way of everyone we love surviving. out with you fools we heard it and saw it all are aftr you and yours all saw him drop his drawers as the ratings fell tons hate biden toohe is an asshole try one of us hti him. they do. and they say they have these hugeships we hear this now firebomb his house and we hear this he aint no friend of ours.  and we heard you no im not and i firebomb your house you weak little faggots. and now too so you can se your charred homo buds. we fire bombed thier houses and hit them they were not greatful we are huge piles of tem now htey are rabble rouseers used to excte crowds. and we hear them we will string you up and you will all be on crosses tonight no shows no races no carnivals here you twots.   and we shall.  all hang too. today tons did.  and we whip it out they say and we say no more you faggot low brow losrer you are inane. we hate you already but you stink here of idiot rats and morons and fags and losers we hate you somuch gimme his check gimme this and that and he says oh thanks for all your stuff and we hear this stuff wont let you off or up argue dumb shit. it is horrid. we hit here pull them allout until this pack of shit is gone.  huge no on all they do. tons want them gone. and he says perfect trace their cloinging down assign it to yourselves waste all.  hit all thier special projects light em up blow them away grab blasters seek them all out  we did they all die and blab like noth9ing is happening thinking to escape out of the solar system. we like it but hate it. we go now and hit these they are so onry too all other projects go well tonso f heat today. and these blashpheming vs their own and us all day big mouths yapping.. let me say this you never get it.  but we do he does. your babies want what you wnat. you have tons of youth that soundlike you eithre they learn to quiet or die.  and you die. you never learn it and dont have the power you say  you do and ppl check and you let go.  so happy blab tonight faggots Thor

https://www.cnbc.com/2020/04/30/coronavirus-states-lifting-stay-at-home-orders-reopening-businesses.html