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The Song of Moses and the Lamb
1 Then I saw in heaven another marvelous event of great significance. Seven angels were holding the seven last plagues, which would bring God’s wrath to completion. 2 I saw before me what seemed to be a glass sea mixed with fire. And on it stood all the people who had been victorious over the beast and his statue and the number representing his name. They were all holding harps that God had given them. 3 And they were singing the song of Moses, the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb:
“Great and marvelous are your works, O Lord God, the Almighty. Just and true are your ways, O King of the nations. 4 Who will not fear you, Lord, and glorify your name? For you alone are holy. All nations will come and worship before you, for your righteous deeds have been revealed.”
The Seven Bowls of the Seven Plagues
5 Then I looked and saw that the Temple in heaven, God’s Tabernacle, was thrown wide open. 6 The seven angels who were holding the seven plagues came out of the Temple. They were clothed in spotless white linen with gold sashes across their chests. 7 Then one of the four living beings handed each of the seven angels a gold bowl filled with the wrath of God, who lives forever and ever. 8 The Temple was filled with smoke from God’s glory and power. No one could enter the Temple until the seven angels had completed pouring out the seven plagues. — Revelation 15 | New Living Translation (NLT) Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved. Cross References: Exodus 15:1; Exodus 19:18; Exodus 38:21; Exodus 40:34; Leviticus 26:21; Numbers 1:50; Deuteronomy 32:3; Psalm 86:9; Isaiah 66:23; Daniel 10:5; Revelation 1:13; Revelation 1:18; Revelation 4:6; Revelation 4:8; Revelation 5:8; Revelation 9:20; Revelation 21:11
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karryalane · 1 year
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souppretzel · 7 months
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I cannot believe I am fully reinvested in Klance in the year of our lord twenty twenty fucking three
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avoicefromthestars · 10 months
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Star Trek: Voyager Dark Frontier / Endgame
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kat-and-their-cats · 1 month
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Reblog for a larger sample size, apologies if your favourite cursed book isn't on the list, comment it for it to be put on the next poll.
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You are so much of someone you Never Knew
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alrightbuckaroo · 7 months
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Happy Sunday everyone! Thanks to the ever lovely @rmd-writes and @heartstringsduet for the tags! @welcometololaland was expecting some more Old West AU this past Wednesday and I figure I'm not one to disappoint (unless you're my trigonometry professor) so I'm going to make it up this Sunday.
TK unbuttons Carlos' jeans and pulls them down with ease. Blood rushing through him, Carlos thinks the adrenaline is heightening the world around him. He revels in the feel of the denim scraping down his legs.  
TK’s level to the tent Carlos’ boxers are creating. He looks up at Carlos with a raised brow, and a hubristic grin. His green eyes are glassy and his pupils blown wide, showing discernible arousal. “I’m flattered.” 
Carlos feels aflame; he’s sure his face is turning a startling shade of scarlet, and that it’s hot to the touch. He’s flustered, both physically and emotionally. He’s fighting a war within himself and waiting for a casualty.  
no pressure tagging: @carlos-in-glasses, @three-drink-amy, @reyesstrand, @strandnreyes, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @orchidscript, @freneticfloetry, @ambiguouspenny, @welcometololaland, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @wandering-night19, @paperstorm, @birdclowns, @sanjuwrites, @bonheur-cafe, @basilsunrise and here's an open tag for anyone who wants to share (tag me back!)
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sepiamestus · 11 days
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Showing people my ocs is like sharing part of my soul. Hey yeah here are the guys i made in my brain that reflect my deepest fears flaws and desires. Their names are Skubly and Bupkus. Do you like them
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chi---nu · 1 year
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I MADE IT AYYYY, here are the first concepts for "The plague of the seven seas", an AU where Kallamar is chained instead of Narinder
A POST WITH MORE INFO ABOUT THE OTHER BISHOPS IN THIS AU AND COLORED PICS HOPEFULLY WILL BE OUT SOON
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Kallamar's chains are not bended in any type of rock, instead they hold very heavy anchors to prevent him from swimming back up
Btw the Lamb is named Athanasios
Kallamar was banished to the depths of Anchordeep after purposely casting a huge plague on the lands of the Old Faith to see what would happen, his siblings didn't like this one bit, the plague was killing hundreds, maybe even thousands of people, they came to the conclusion to banish Kallamar in his own realm to prevent this from happening again.
In the bottom of Anchordeep the god of plague sat for long, sunken by those who once were from the same blood as his, Kallamar started to be driven insane, angered, he wanted to be free.
People were not allowed to step foot into the ocean of Anchordeep, and if they did, they would get immediately sick, the waters are full of bacteria that carry many diseases, if you were to got for a ride on a ship, that wouldn't be safe either, Kallamar will extend his tentacles onto the ship to destroy it and sink it, just like the Kraken.
Athanasios was in one of the many ships Kallamar sunk, however, he survived the attacks, Kallamar then saw strength within the Lamb, and with his trident created a protective bubble around the Lamb and brought Athanasios to himself
Some talk and Athanasios is now the vessel of the Blue Crown.
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honey-olive · 2 years
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Lancelot: Look Tristan. I love you. I really do.
Lancelot: But I don’t trust you anywhere near the kitchen. Get out!
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sonofa-dreamer · 1 year
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i have not stopped thinking about this since i read it for the first time two days ago. i will never stop thinking about this ever
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crsentfairy · 1 year
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them “grown” hairs y’all referring to in ur funnyman posts is little black children’s hairstyles irl btw
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floorpancakes · 8 months
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GUYS BY SOME WEIRD MIRACLE THE REFUND PROCESSED DIRECTLY INTO MY BANK AND ITS FINALLY MINE ....ITS ALSO UNUSED NEW IN BOX THE WAIT IS OVER
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tormentum-ab-intra · 1 month
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what if i wrote something. what then.
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sonaspectrum · 10 months
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How is noone on this webbed site talking about the seven kennings at all? It's such a cool fantasy series with a huge plot, politics, a queer friendly world with queer characters and a uprisings against suppressive leaders etc.
It seems like it would be right up y'all's alley
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balshumetsbaragouin · 4 months
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The last update of 2023 for this story hit Sunday! It was a day late to bring you all the best in CSS spaghetti to make the Phantom/Huntress website come to life. I hope my readers find it entertaining.
The next chapter is on for Wednesday as usual since I don't have to wrangle code. I'll can't wait to post it.
Still not convinced to read? Have a sample below!
The forums flooded with reports of tech coming to life and menacing the populace of her hometown with spraying liquids and attempted murder. Vending machines, cars, trucks, laptops, gaming consoles, cell phones, kitchen gadgets, alarm clocks, anything and everything electronic in Amity seemed susceptible to waking up and wiggling around. Not everything that came to life ended up being violent. So, now the website had two areas on the forums to separate ‘docile’ from ‘aggressive’ tech, but they hadn’t changed the submission forms yet. 
It all still lacked a pattern. Some pieces of equipment came to life calm and friendly. Others, despite sharing a make and model, were aggressive and homicidal. The forums buzzed with speculation about the nature of the outbreak, the reasons behind certain types of behaviors, the few people with a large number of electronic ‘wigglers’ as they were now being called, and all betwixt and between.  She’d set up one of her boards, pushing her Phantom one to the other side of the room, trying to make sense of the calamity befalling the reviving rust belt city. A quick exchange with the website owner, someone calling themselves ‘Technomage’, gave her access to the backdoor to analyze the data herself. Not that she didn’t trust their work specifically, she just didn’t trust the work of anyone who wasn’t her. She frowned down at the printouts, strung up against a map on her wall, as she tried to discover if there were clusters of animation locations or if that was random too. Hours of eye watering squinting at tiny font and color coded pages, neck craned in awkward positions, and she was no closer to a solution. She flipped open her phone as it buzzed with a scowl. It did that all the time now. Even with the city divided in half, between her and Amity’s famous protector, her hands were full. 
She looked up at her wall again. The string, photos, and pages reminded her of scenes from movies with paranoid conspiracy nuts. Luckily, her dad knew she was a visualizer and didn’t take her walls being covered in new floppy paper as a sign of her going bonkers, but she was starting to doubt her own sanity as the case gnawed at her mind. She tossed her cell phone back onto her desk and closed her eyes once more, trying to make the cluster of information coalesce into sense. The only thing she and ‘Technomage’ agreed on was that the tech coming to life involved people’s favorites. Every sewing machine, washer, or Xbuddy proved that. But, since not everything was connected to the internet or even had chips inside to infect, her data collaborator was at as much of a loss as her. 
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