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shrimphearted · 8 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY R- what the hell do you mean I’m two days late

[ID: A Mob Psycho 100 comic set post-canon. Mob, depicted with chin-length hair and wearing a skirt, says to Ritsu, "I just haven't been able to think of a gift he'd actually like. And I want it to be special, cause this time he'll expect the party."

She looks down with a frown. "Especially since Teru accidentally added him to the group chat." Ritsu laughs with a "Hah!" and says, "I do have an idea, if you want to hear it." Mob smiles tiredly and says, "Please." Ritsu says, "Okay, but it's a pretty big gift so we should check in with everyone."

Teru, shown with hair past his shoulders, exclaims happily, "Yes!! I think he would love that!" Tome grins and says, "Oh my gosh, yess! Maybe we'll actually see him cry this time, hah!" Shou looks interested and says, "Oh for sure! I actually know a place we can find one!" Serizawa smiles, "I'm pretty sure his new lease allows pets!" Dimple squints and says, "… How do you know that," and Serizawa says, "How about we stop talking for a little while."

Next, marked "a few days later:", we see Reigen opening the door to Spirits and Such. The door creaks open, and he screams with terror when people loudly go, "Happy birthday!" We see scenes of the party: Reigen sweating and grimacing as Tome offers a cake with Ritsu laughing in the background, Serizawa and Reigen smiling fondly at each other with a heart floating between them, and Reigen looking dead-eyed as everyone photographs him and his cake-covered face.

Reigen, now cleaned of cake, flops on the couch and smiles, "Wow! All that's missing now is a present!" He sweatdrops. "… I can feel you all staring. Then he exclaims "Oh!" at the sight of all the kids looking happy and excited. Mob is in the center, smiling with anticipation and holding a box about the size of a large shoebox.

Reigen takes it with a fond smile, saying, "Aw, kids… I was joking but this is really--" He breaks off with a shocked sound as something shifts within the box. He holds the box away from himself and says flatly, "Is this a prank--" but is cut off by a laughing Tome shouting, "Just open it already!!!"

Reigen, frowning, exclaims, "No way! I'm not falling--" As he speaks, a canine nose pokes out from the boxes lid, and his expression turns to shock. "-- for that?"

We see a small puppy excitedly wagging its tail from within the box. The kids all talk. Teru: "Surprise!!~" Shou: "It should be a Shiba but since it's a rescue it's probably not pure bred." Mob, nervous: "… Do you like it?" Tome: "Who cares!! It's adorable!!"

Reigen stares down with silent shock. Making a hiccuping noise, he looks at everyone with an overwhelmed expression that moves to tears as he picks up the dog, making wordless wavering noises as he does.

The puppy licks Reigen's cheeks, and Reigen scrunches up his face as he tries not to cry. The kids exclaim: Ritsu, grinning: "Oh my god." Teru: "Awww." Tome, surprised: "Holy shit, he's speechless!" Mob, happy: "So you like it?"

Reigen sniffs loudly and says, "You guys…" Everyone looks at him eagerly. Once again crying, Reigen says, "Get out of my office." The kids looks surprised, and Serizawa sweats and wryly raises his hands, saying "Reigen--" Reigen cuts him off by shouting so hard he motion blurs. "I said-- get out." His shout is also blurred, and it's bold and in large font.

The final page shows Reigen lying down and blubbering while holding the puppy, who keeps wagging its tail. Narration says, "After everyone left, Reigen proceeded to weep in the privacy of the Spirits and Such office." Ritsu is shown facing away fromt he camera, arms crossed behind his back as he mutters, "Man." Narration says, "Ritsu was blamed for the whole ordeal even though for once he was trying to do something genuinely kind for Reigen, even if it was just for Mobs sake." End ID]

ID by @princess-of-purple-prose thank you so much!

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #reigen arataka #shigeo kageyama #ritsu kageyama #teruki hanazawa #serizawa katsuya #tome kurata #mp dimple #happy birthday reigen #and rest in pieces ritsu. amen.#yes that is girlmob wahoo #\

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bird-inacage · 2 months

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The Heart Killers Trailer: Initial Observations (FirstKhao Edition)

I'd like to thank Jesus, Buddha, Santa, Thor, whatever holy BL spirits reside above, and all hail our lord and saviour P'Jojo. This exceeded my expectations of what was coming and then some. So here are my initial takeaways from the trailer that blew my head clean off.

General premise goes: By night, Fadel and Bison are assassins for hire, but they only kill who they deem are the 'bad guys' (most likely corrupt politicians, sketchy businessmen and the like). By day they run a seemingly ordinary restaurant. A cop asks tattoo artist Kant for his help is getting these two caught. He agrees on the basis that this will clear his criminal record. In order to keep Fadel distracted from his advances on Bison, Kant convinces his mechanic friend Style to woo him. I expect to see cat-and-mouse, games of deception type plot here which should be really good fun.

FIRST IMPRESSIONS: BISON

Aside from the fact that Bison kills for a living, he actually seems like a sweetheart. He comes across as the more jovial, friendly and optimistic of the two brothers. He has no hesitation in offering to make special accommodations for Kant's dietary preferences. He seems to fondly prod his brother to open up to people, and to allow 'sunshine' into his life.

Fadel says, "Because I'm selective, not easy like you". "In this line of work, don't trust people too easily", a signposted concern that his little brother may struggle on this front. Seems to make a point of warning him to use his head rather than his heart.

Bison also tells Kant that his trust once lost means the person is question may as well be dead to him. If he does tend to trust easily, any betrayal would be understandably much more hurtful in his eyes.

FIRST IMPRESSIONS: KANT

Kant's ulterior motive is what brings him to Bison in the first place. The two supposedly have a one night stand, which leads to Kant falling in love with him. Whilst both parties are hiding who they really are, and what they're really up to, Kant appears increasingly guilty and conflicted by this. "What if I'm not who you think I am. Would you hate me then?" But on the other hand his feelings of guilt go hand in hand with the knowledge that Bison's capture or downfall would be his ticket to get what he wants. A decision that has him trapped. He seems to question whether he should trust Bison and whether that will come back to bite him. "My brother always says, don't trust anyone too easily. Otherwise, you end up being the victim."

It also speaks volumes that a cop would approach Kant with this proposition. It means Kant is clearly very competent at what he does, and has side-hustled as a vigilante before. So Kant must be pretty cunning or smart. For example he appears to knock his knife off the table in the restaurant to test Bison's reflexes.

RELATIONSHIP DYNAMIC

There's definitely a connecting theme of secrecy. Their intimacy is kept in secret due to Bison claiming his brother will kill them both if he finds out. Bison is keeping his murderous activities a secret (for obvious reasons). Kant is keeping his investigative activities a secret.

We can obviously expect this to all come to a head when the truth is revealed and identities are fully out in the open. Can Kant accept Bison for what he does and his lifestyle, potentially forgoing the possibility of clearing his record, in order to protect him? Can Bison forgive Kant for hiding his true motives, and trust him again - at the risk of both himself and his brother?

There will be a clear point of convergence between these two, when Bison starts to consider changing his life, if it means staying in Kant's. This echoes how Kant wants to clear his criminal record, perhaps in an attempt to wipe his slate clean so he can finally move on from whatever life he led before. There's a shared vision of moving away from the lifestyles that are bad for us.

OTHER OBSERVATIONS

STYLE / AESTHETICS: One thing P'Jojo knows how to do so well is create a distinct sense of style and atmosphere. This man is a pro at combining the right set design, styling, music and ambience to create a really identifiable flavour that is instantly recognisable. The music in this trailer is a friggin' BOP.

THE EFFING TATTOOS: I will say this till the end of time, but First as Yok was one of my favourite things ever. And seeing First with tattoos again just made me weak in the knees in all the best ways possible.

LEATHER GALORE: Khaotung in leather jackets. That's it. That's my observation. And I was staring. Very appreciatively may I add.

Also, the fact that Khao, who looks noticeably dinky next to the hulking giants of this cast is called Bison. BISON.

#the heart killers #the heart killers the series #first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat #kant x bison #bison x kant #khaofirst #firstkhao #how many times have i watched the trailer? YES

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silenzahra · 2 months

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Happy Easter, dear friends 🥰💐

Hope you're all having an amazing Sunday 🥰✨

Holy Week has not been easy for me this year, and I wanted to personally thank @itsavee4117 @bberetd @vulpixfairy1985 @peaches2217 @keakruiser @pepperycar @kelbreyworshipper @roscolate @supergay-64 and the Anon from this ask for all the love and support you've showed me in these hard days. You're all so kind and amazing 🥰 You all live in my heart rent-free, just like Mario and Luigi 🫂💖

Some personal stuff under the cut, so it's totally fine if you don't wanna read it 🥰 Happy Easter again and thank you so much! I love you! 🫂💖

Both family members that were sick at the beginning of the Holy Week, my auntie (and godmother) and my dad's uncle, are now resting and with God. On the one hand I feel happy that they're not suffering anymore, since they were both fighting cancer, and that they've reunited with their relatives (my auntie specifically had said many times she wanted to reunite with her parents, my grandparents, who passed in 2018).

On the other hand though... I still have a grieving process ahead of me. I've obviously cried for both of them, but you know, even if I did... I feel like I'm still at the start. Still in denial. And it's impossible to know when I'll move on to the next stage, but in the meantime, I really feel like I need to be back on here. Maybe not entirely, maybe not with the same frequency as before, but this site has become an important part of my life and I miss it here.

You all have become an important part of my life and I miss you, dear friends 💖💖💖

I'm still not completely ready to fangirl again. I wanna properly enjoy your content as it deserves, so please excuse me if I don't go and catch up just yet. And if you've written something or plan to post a new story soon, rest assured that I'll read it when I'm feeling better. Again, to properly enjoy it. I'll be more than happy if you continue to tag me so I can go and easily find your stories once I'm ready. Hope you understand 🙏💖

As for my own writing... Tomorrow's April 1st, which means the beginning of Camp NaNoWriMo, a writing challenge that encourages you to write daily by setting your own goals (it's different from NaNoWriMo, which takes place in November and encourages you to write 1667 words per day in order to write a 50k words novel during the month). I totally intended to participate so as to try and work on as many fics as possible during April.

But in the state I am right now, I'm afraid that's not gonna happen. My creativity is simply gone right now. I just don't feel like writing stories at the moment, and I truly miss it, but my mind simply won't cooperate. And I'm obviously not going to force anything. I don't know when I'll get back to writing, but it's not going to be this week, unfortunately. Sorry to keep you waiting for new content 🙏💖

Also, I would like to fangirl over Princess Peach Showtime, as this game has truly meant my salvation during these hard days. I'm actually close to beat it, so, again, once I'm ready to fangirl, expect a post (or two) with my impressions 🥰 Spoiler: I love it 🤭🩷

As for the following days, I think I'll try and go find some beautiful art to cheer me up, especially the brothers. I would like to thank Kea again for their lovely post full of wholesome gifs, for it's really helped me feel better. I would certainly LOVE to see more of these. Would anyone like to send me some more cute brotherly gifs to lift my spirits, please? Mario and Luigi always brighten my soul, so I would really appreciate it 🫂💖

Again, dear friends, thank you so much for being there for me. You're all incredible and kind and sweet and I love you so so much 🥰 You can obviously count on me too whenever you're going through hard times. You've been there for me, so you bet I'm gonna be here for you 🫂💖

Hope I can slowly but surely catch up during next week. Love you all 🫂💖💖💖

#personal stuff #I miss it here #I miss you guys 💖#still not ready to be totally back #but we'll get there #I also miss fangirling actually #I cannot thank you all enough for having been there for me #I'll never forget it #I love you so so much 💖

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whosname · 5 months

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Oh, yeah, here's a second post about Gintama's Live-action adaptations. I'm a total completionist so I not only watched the second movie, I had to find the Mitsuba arc and then @sebfreak pointed me to the other miniseries, so... (sorry if it's a long post, while I'm not drawing my brain can't stop)

Right, the Mitsuba arc

Loved they include the spicy parfait scene, I mean, the cgi is what it is, but I have a lot of respect for 'em even trying,

Zaki's afro? chef's kiss, simply delicious

I mean:

Also, Hijikata's reacion to the spicy snacks? delicious. These guys are good at funny faces.

Loved the Gin's pretending to be sleeping scene, missed the part about the black circles under his eyes, tho.

(Look, it was very difficult to find the three parts of the drama, I got 'em from 3 different places and every place has it's own subtitles on indonesian or french. Also, the quality? oh my, the quality was terrible by the third part)

This is a fucking sad arc, daaaamn, and this being a drama... well, it's even more dramatic. I mean, that last scene on the roof? it always breaks my heart.

And now, for something completely different, the mini-series thingy.

The episodes they choose to adapt are... interesting, I mean who in their right mind chooses those three? okay, I love how weird the decision is.

I love the details on the one were Kagura can't sleep, I mean, the Dragon Ball mangas, the justaway alarm clock, Gintoki's pajamas.

Holy shit, the make up, the Napoleon thing, the radio drama, "I didn't get enough sleep, and I'm starting to hear strange things"; I love this episode.

And then, the one were Hijikata can't smoke, maaaan, this episode was like a fever dream in the anime and the live-action is so on point. The whole Namek planet thing, "I'm going to defeat Breeza!", "I'm trying to revive Grillin!", the cgi is not that bad, I mean, slimy grimmy Shen Long could've looked worst. Also, I insist, Hijikata's actor is so stupid good at expressions.

And, finally, the dentist episode, another fever dream. I'm very afraid of the dentist so, yeah, can confirm that People of All Ages Hate the Dentist!. Also, again, their expressions!; Hasegawa!; the treatment! This episode may have worsen my fear of the dentist

I love the way this live-actions thingies keep the whole Gintama spirit, I love that the first scene on the Rules are Made to be Broken movie is the still shot from Yorozuya HQ and it's just these idiots talking over it. If I've watched this on the cinema I would've cheered like the stupid weeabo I am (I told a friend yesterday "I went from 0 to otaku in like 3 moths" so there).

I'm so thankful for Zura's piracy thing disclaimer.

Otose!!! OMFG, I love her!

"Work! We have to find work, Gin-san!" "I don't want to!" MOOD FOREVER!

I love how they all try very hard not to laugh in the scenes with this guy, they failed, but I love it.

We've already talked about Zura's gender but... come on! how fucking amazing they are??!

Oh, and the Katsurap and then Pako (I mean, they changed her name here, but I still like Pako more 'cause Ginko is a different character, come on!) carrying her on her back.

"It's the Shogun!" aaah, you didn't fail me, Rules are Made to be Broken.

And then the hairdresser thing. I can't stop thanking you, Rules are Made to be Broken.

I guess the whole chip on Toshi's neck is weird, but maybe the whole sword thing would've been longer to explain so probably it was best for simplicity.

On that note, "Sakatashi"

"You're a Neet. You're thinking like a total Neet!" "Is that so? You guys look like pretty big Neets too." "Who the hell is a Neet?! We are hard-working workers now!"

So, yeah, I can forgive the the chip thing ONLY for the scene at Gengai's shop. Toshi, pilot the EVA.

I can't believe how close to the original is the scene were Gintoki catches Toshi by his neck and they all run away from those Shinsengumi guys.

"You tax thieves" <3

this look badass, I mean...

We have little Takasugi action in this one, but hell, I don't care, I love his scenes with Bansai. Also, Bansai, of course.

Now, this is were I feel this goes weird, Bansai's gonna try to kill the (freaking) Shogun in a total different location form the train thing. It's... weird. Tho, Bansai looks amazing on his motorcycle.

I've said this a thousand time already, but I don't care, Kagura's really Gintoki's clone, I bloody love her.

Now, I don't fell Gintoki has a real motivation to go a fight Bansai in Edo, it never convinced me. I grateful for the Raccoon Bus scene, tho, I laughed like a maniac (look, I know I need to sleep more), but... dunno "then Takasugi Shinsuke will start killing people!" wasn't enough for me. Oh, and Zura, I love that they use every excuse to use Zura but still... weird?

I really like to like the first part of Gintoki vs Bansai but... too matrix~y too... the choreography is kind of cool, the shots between fights too but the whole matrix thing... I didn't like it.

BUT! the strings thing, that I liked.

And then the last scene at the dango place, I liked it a lot, I love when they did that on the anime averytime.

#gintama #gintama live-action #long post #i woke up too early and couldn't go back to sleep so I wrote this instead #some description gore i know #Rules are Made to be Broken

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saras-devotionals · 3 months

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Quiet Time 3/26

What am I feeling today?

I’m in a bit of pain that’s been lasting for about four to five days now and I had hoped I’d have gone away by now but hasn’t. I’m also saddened by the bridge collapsing in Baltimore earlier today, could you imagine how terrifying that must’ve been? To be driving across a bridge, it’s breaking and collapsing, and then you and your car are plunged in the river below in the middle of the night, surrounded by darkness? It breaks my heart, that must be truly traumatizing and I pray that they recover everyone and that they’re all okay. On the bright side, I get to travel back to my home city again and I’m bringing one of my friends and niece and can’t wait to show them Pittsburgh! It’s always nice going back home🥹

Luke 11 NIV

(v. 2-4) “He said to them, “When you pray, say: “ ‘Father, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come. Give us each day our daily bread. Forgive us our sins, for we also forgive everyone who sins against us. And lead us not into temptation. ’ ””

Here’s Jesus giving us the example of how we’re supposed to pray. I don’t believe we are meant to say this word for word every time, more so to use it as a template. Praising God first and thanking Him for what He’s gone for us. Petitioning and making our requests before Him. And finally, forgiveness for our sins because even as disciples, we sin daily, none of us can say that we’re without sin.

(v. 9-13) “So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened. “Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead? Or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion? If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!”

I know that I ask God for a lot. Every day I present requests to Him but I know that I don’t actually deserve anything. Not to put my worry down or anything but God already gave us His son when she didn’t need to. That’s already a gift that we’re unworthy of but He gave Jesus because He loves us. And He’ll give us other things we pray for (as long as it honors Him) because He loves us. Also, in the verse beforehand, at the end of the parable Jesus is giving, he says that it’s given because of the man’s “shameless audacity” and honestly it made me laugh because it’s so true! Who are we that we feel we are in any position to ask God for whatever we want when we’re not even really worthy of life (but are now bc of Jesus).

(v. 24-26) ““When an impure spirit comes out of a person, it goes through arid places seeking rest and does not find it. Then it says, ‘I will return to the house I left.’ When it arrives, it finds the house swept clean and put in order. Then it goes and takes seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and live there. And the final condition of that person is worse than the first.””

I think this is kinda terrifying, but also annoying. Terrifying in that even when the impure spirits leave us as we come into our lives with Christ, then be back and even stronger, with more wicked spirits. I say it’s annoying because they’re coming back, like come on! really? y’all can’t just leave us alone in peace but gotta keep attacking us? but, with the word of God and with Jesus and the Holy Spirit in our lives, we can resist these attacks and stand firm in our faith.

(v. 28) “He replied, “Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey it.””

This! It is not enough to just listen to the word of God. We can listen to the Bible for every second of our life, but if we don’t do what it says, then it’s all been in vain. I think this myself sometimes, every day I sin and I’m aware that I don’t obey everything as I should. I can catch myself, and note where I need to improve, and make a daily effort, but I also know I’ll always fall short.

(v. 34-36) “Your eye is the lamp of your body. When your eyes are healthy, your whole body also is full of light. But when they are unhealthy, your body also is full of darkness. See to it, then, that the light within you is not darkness. Therefore, if your whole body is full of light, and no part of it dark, it will be just as full of light as when a lamp shines its light on you.””

I had a bit of a hard time understanding this so I went to some commentary for clarity:

Here Jesus addressed himself to correcting his hearers’ inability (through their sins) to appreciate truth, and to read God’s sign, when they should finally see it. It was not at all the nature of the sign that needed correction but the quality of perception in his sinful audience, the evil generation which confronted him.

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wouldntyou-liketoknow · 4 months

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Hi, do you take requests for x readers? Im really wanting some natemare x reader (they/she pronouns) fluffy cuddles maybe a cute date? Protective and mildly possessive Mare has my heart lol hes so precious and i love him, maybe its a date and Mare left to get drinks or something and a creep wouldnt leave y/n alone so Mare has to step in etc? Its okay if not that and its okay if you dont write x readers too ^-^ thanks :P

Call me Lyxie or Lyx ^-^

(for anon, ill be either Lyxie/Lyx or ^-^ anon if theyre free :P)

Weeeeell, this is a tiny bit awkward, considering the role I wrote Natemare into for Goretober 2022 (sue me, I took inspiration from FNAF lore.) But I'm still happy to write for him again! I really appreciate your patience. Hope it's okay!

(I am SO, SO, SO SORRY this took such an incredibly long time to post! The Goretober stuff and my last-minute Halloween Special Story had already been keeping me busy, AND THEN CHRISTMAS SEASON CAUGHT ME SO OFF-GUARD THAT MY HEAD IS STILL SPINNING FROM IRL CHAOS. I guess I should've expected that, because Christmas is always like that, but whatever.)

(Also, this is kind of my first time writing an x reader type story, or one specifically in a romantic sense, at least. So, sorry if this comes across a bit awkwardly 😅)

(Trigger Warnings: alcohol, eating/drinking, unwanted advances/creepy behavior, body horror, slight physical violence, strong language. Please let me know if I missed anything.)

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You can be described as someone who’s skilled in rolling with the punches.

Now, rolling with the punches doesn’t always mean being able to understand things that really aren’t meant to be understood, but it seems you’ve got a certain knack.

If you didn’t, then how else would you have found yourself in a nice relationship with a banshee-esque spirit?

Yeah, your and Mare’s first meeting had been a little awkward, considering you’d been sabotaging a cult that was trying to hold blood rituals in his adopted brother’s name, but you two still became fast friends afterwards. (‘Matter of fact, the adopted brother in question is a pretty chill guy, too. Shockingly chill for an eldritch abomination in disguise, at least.)

Really, dating Mare has helped open up more of reality to you. Pretty much every aspect of the human world has a counterpart for no-so-human entities. (Yes, you sort of already knew about that, but thanks to Mare, you’ve been able to actually explore it for yourself.)

For example: the setting of your latest date.

Holy Water Distilling Co. was one of many establishments owned and controlled in Phantom’s domain.

By day, it was a tidy bar offering a pool table in one corner and a stage in the other.

By night, it was. . .well, the same thing. The only parts of it to change were the clientele, as well as certain items on the menu.

One particular evening, Mare just so happened to be up on the aforementioned stage, alongside a few of his musician-buddies. You, meanwhile, were seated at the counter, watching and listening as he performed.

(Not that you minded this arrangement. Mare’s affinity for music was what you initially bonded with him over, after all. You’d tagged along on his gigs before, and he’d never failed to make it a good time.)

Patiently waiting for him to wrap up his band’s last song so you two could enjoy the rest of the night together. . .

“Y’know, it’s always easy to find some nice toys in this place,” an unfamiliar voice whispers from just a few seats away. “But I never thought I’d see a worthwhile human around here.”

. . .and trying your absolute damnedest to ignore the stranger who just couldn’t seem to take a hint.

Similarly to Mare and Phantom, the stranger in question could almost pass for a human. Just not at the moment, since he’d obviously taken off whatever disguising veil he used (those were pretty popular among this crowd for many reasons).

His eyes bulged from their sockets, lacking both pupils and irises. Just two orbs a little larger than the average tennis ball, coming in a shade of dark pink that looked more toxic than fluorescent, ever-so-slightly rolling around in his head as he stared at you. The grin he aimed in your direction would’ve been creepy even without his particular mouthful of oily-looking needle-teeth.

You ground your jaw, feeling one of your hands curl into a fist on the bar counter.

The bug-eyed stranger seemed to catch onto that body language. Though you didn’t look at him, your peripheral vision still allowed you to see how his smile fell.

“What? I don’t get any gratitude for the compliment?” Mr. Bug-Eyes asked, his voice changing from smug to indignant in a heartbeat.

“If you really think that being called a toy is a compliment,” you finally murmur in a clipped tone, “then you’re in for a rude awakening.”

“Oh, c’mon. I know what girls like,” Mr. Bug-Eyes retorted. “I’ll just never understand why you’re all so repressed.”

“I think you’re mistaking repression for self-respect,” you observed.

You kept your focus on the stage, on Mare and his bandmates. You knew they were on their last song for the night’s performance. The music was winding down, but it was still awesome as ever. He’d asked for your help with lyrics and fine-tuning a good few times in the past, and that had been flattering enough.

But the fact that he was having such a good time singing the stuff that you helped him decide on. . .well, you weren’t sure when you’d stop riding that high, but you certainly weren’t complaining.

“Fine, fine. I get it: you don’t want things to move so fast,” Mr. Bug-Eyes piped up again, nudging his bar stool a few inches closer to you. He didn’t seem to notice how you automatically nudged your own chair a few inches further away. “Can’t I just get your number, honey? It’s clear you need someone to talk to.”

“I’ve already got that covered,” you replied. “That’s how having friends works.”

“That’s big talk for someone who’s here all alone,” Mr. Bug-Eyes sneered.

You feel your knuckles turn white. “I’m not alone.”

“Well, if that’s the case, your company isn’t paying enough attention to you.”

“That’s none of your damn business,” you hiss, trying to keep your voice down. Yeah, you weren’t shy about potentially clocking this guy in the chin if he tried anything, but you still didn’t want to cause a scene. Not when Mare was wrapping up his gig, so close to finally coming offstage and continuing his date with you. “I already told you: I’m. Not. Interested. If you were half the guy you think you are, you would’ve left me alone after the first time.”

Mr. Bug-Eyes gave a melodramatic sigh, and a sickeningly sweet smell permeated the air around you. It almost instantly caused the first stage of a migraine to flare along the bridge of your nose. You shook your head, blinking as your eyes grew watery way faster than necessary.

A chill raced down your spine as you registered the weight of a hand on your head, ruffling your hair.

You jerked back, slapping it away. “Get away from me!”

The quick motion, combined with the smell, caused you to lose your balance. However, instead of collapsing onto the floor, you felt yourself being caught. Despite your now hazy vision, it took no time at all for you to recognize the colorful tattoos adorning your rescuer’s arms.

Relief sliced through the awful type of adrenaline that was thrumming through your head.

From there, things moved pretty fast.

The environment around you was a blur as clouds of dark violet smoke poured from Mare’s eyes, from his mouth, through his skin itself.

Mare guided one of your arms to rest along his shoulder, helping you to keep up with his pace.

Cool nighttime air rushed past the two of you; you almost didn’t notice the deep whooshing sound of a heavy glass door being swung open.

And before you knew it, you were suddenly sitting down again. The weight of Mare’s arm was still around your waist.

“Deep breaths. Take deep breaths,” Mare coached. There was a slight echo in his voice; his pitch seemed a bit all over the place. That always seemed to happen whenever he had too much energy, good or bad.

You nodded, following those instructions. You raised a hand to knead at your temple. Then, after a moment of scrubbing at your eyes, you realized that you were now in a completely different part of the downtown area. If memory served, you were now a far distance away from Holy Water Distilling Co.

“Are you okay?” Mare asked, keeping a firm yet gentle hold on your hand.

You finally looked over at him. His eyes were pitch-black, the purple tear tracks on his face now branching out like veins or tree roots. His skin had turned a deathly shade of gray; if you looked closely enough, you could almost see the shapes of his teeth and skull through the barrier.

Despite his obvious anger, concern and fear were still present in his features.

“I’m okay. I’m okay,” you eventually reassured him. Your head still felt a little funny, but now that you were away from the scent, your senses were much clearer. You didn’t hesitate to hug him, resting your head on his shoulder. He returned the gesture tenfold, sighing.

The minutes dragged along, but you didn’t mind.

“Whoever that idiot was, I think I’m gonna have to kill him,” Mare murmured after you pulled away. The edge in his voice had died down a bit, and his features were slowly but surely turning less ghoulish, but his eyes remained dark.

“I won’t stop you,” you hummed, having long-since grown accustomed to his more monstrous side, “but could that wait a bit? Just until tomorrow?”

Mare squinted at you, understandably incredulous.

You shrugged. “I mean, you seemed really excited about the movie. The screening’s supposed to start in about. . .” You glanced down to check the clock on your phone, “. . .twenty minutes from now, I think.”

Mare’s eyes widened as a surprised snicker escaped his lips. “Priorities, priorities.”

You tilted your head as you rose from the sidewalk bench. “Consider it your reward for rescuing the damsel in distress.”

“Well, when you put it like that. . .” Mare was quick to follow, locking arms with you as you began strolling together.

#the edgelord gets fed #writing requests #my writing #my stories #natemare #nathan sharp #natewantstobattle #lyxie/lyx #tw eating/drinking #tw slight physical violence #tw body horror #tw alcohol

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cantsaythetword · 11 months

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Christmas in July - Christmas Cheer

~A/N - EDIT: WELCOME TO CHRISTMAS IN JULY! (aka Crow was late finishing these last year and procrastinated writing them cause of writers block so he made a whole event thingy to make it seem planned and purposeful and ok hehe)

This was another fic from my Christmas Prompts list 2022. This list is now closed [EDIT: it's not lmao], but I might open it up again in November if people were interested (or I might even do another list, though it was hard to come up with the entire list last time lmao).

The prompt was 'First Christmas' with the Heartstopper boys Nick and Charlie, requested by @leahmariexox2 !

I hope you like it, again sorry all these are late I'm getting through them lol.

- Enoy! ~

Tag List: @mysterious-marvel

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For the last few years of Charlie's life, Christmas hadn't felt particularly different to any other day of the year. Sure when he was a kid it felt like the greatest day of the year - gifts, songs, family, food, everything a growing boy loves. But the older he got, especially once the magic of Santa had worn off, Christmas lost more and more of that festive sparkle it was associated with.

That was until Nick came into the picture.

Suddenly, the magic of Christmas was back in full swing. Charlie was humming songs, wrapping presents, decorating every inch of space he could find. Crafting the perfect celebratory holiday for their first season together.

He had put the most consideration possible into the gifts. Of course, with his high school budget he had limited options, but had managed to scrape together his savings to make a gift exchange Nick would never forget.

As the boys sat down in front of the tree, Charile's heart began to pound. Would Nick like the presents? Did he get too few? Too many?

His head only continued to throw thoughts around like a sack of potatoes as Nick started unwrapping one of the smaller presents in front of him. Did he spend enough? What if he spent too much and Nick felt bad?

As a bag of Jelly Babies tumbled out of the paper, Nick smiled and looked up at Charlie.

"You remembered my favourite sweets?"

Charlie laughed. "Of course I did."

Nick reached into his jumper pocket. "On that thought-" He pulled out a perfectly folded cube of christmas paper.

"Holy..." Charlie gaped, too caught up in surprise at Nick's wrapping skills to finish his sentence. He began scratching at the tape, taking care not to rip the pristine packaging. Nick laughed at Charlie's efforts, but said nothing more. There would be plenty more Christmases for Nick to make fun of him for his opening methods.

Charlie cheesily held up the Terry's Chocolate Orange that lay inside, beaming at his boyfriend.

The two tucked into their respective snacks, sharing a bite here or there in true festive spirit. After a few moments of eating and enjoying each other's company, Charlie handed Nick a slim box with no label.

Nick turned it over a few times before opening the lid. He pulled out a sleek black fountain pen with a gold heart engraved on the side.

"Charlie..." Nick gasped breathlessly. "It's... It's beautiful."

Relieved that his boyfriend seemed to love the gift, Charlie gave a small smile and tucked the torn wrapping paper into the plastic rubbish bag.

"Wow..." Nick continued, turning it in his palm a few times, before placing it carefully on the side of the coffee table next to them. "Thank you, Charlie."

Charlie nodded softly back.

"Ok Ok Here!" Nick continued with the gift exchange. "I'm excited for this one!"

As Charlie took the box from Nick's hand and slid it open, he gave his boyfriend a puzzled look. A simple black bracelet with a silver bar sat atop the cushioning inside, black vertical lines engraved into the bar at seemingly random lengths and intervals.

Nick smiled, bringing out his phone and pointing the camera at the tag. The screen loaded for a moment, before a picture of Charlie and his closest friends under the Eifel tower popped up.

Charlie gave a happy, breathy laugh. "That's... Nick this is amazing!"

"Now any time you feel alone, you'll always have us with you." Nick pecked Charlie on the cheek, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

"Thank you. Really."

And with that, another year of presents had come to pass. The floor was already empty (thanks to Charlie being more than on the ball with wrap collecting) and Nick started to stand before Charlie stopped him.

"I still have one more present to give you." Charlie grinned.

Nick, a mixture of surprise and worry washing over him, shuffled closer.

"It's very important..." Charlie continued, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.

Nick leant into the touch, assuming this was the gift (or perhaps a kiss). How cute.

"And I feel that for Christmas, because it's our first one together..."

NIck paused his relaxation. Something in Charlie's voice sent a chill down his back.

"... I have to give you some Christmas Cheer!"

Nick barely had time to finish listening to the sentence before two mischievous hands clawed at his sides. He shrieked and twisted in Charlie's arms, breaking into giggles of betrayal.

"Merry Christmas Nick!" Charlie shouted over the sounds of his boyfriend's demise, wriggling his fingers up into Nick's armpits.

"CHAHAHAR!" Nick tried to screech out, but the syllables were barely recognizable between his fits of laughter.

The boys had fallen backwards, Charlie holding Nick in a sideways bear hug and maintaining his ticklish grasp on the poor man's upper ribs.

It didn't seem like Charlie planned to stop anytime soon.

#crow's christmas in july 2023 #fic #mine #christmas fic #heartstopper fic #heartstopper tickle fic #nick and charlie tickle fic #also I have such a headcannon that charlie is super soft for sentimental items like photos and stuff #and nick's baking #ITS SLIGHTLY LATE #BUT ITS STILL MONDAY #IT IS FINALLY DONE LEAH IM SO SORRY IT TOOK AGES LMAO BUT HERE YOU GO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

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katarina-writes-about-jesus · 6 months

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On the topic of Speaking in tongues

When I had just found God I was in university in Scotland. I was on fire for God even though I really didn't know anything. I'm grateful God found me. I studied theology and met young people from all over the world and we formed a little community. We were from different denominations and from different backgrounds. Some of us came from very christian backgrounds, some of us were from less christian backgrounds. It was fun to discuss religion! And it was fun to pray with different people. Especially for me who had just found Christ.

...and that's when I found myself praying with a girl from Kazakhstan. She was very cool. Exmuslim, had found Christ and defied her parents. Very mentally strong. She had several bibles with passages highlighted and I could tell she was trying to teach me. It was nice. Until she took my hands, closed her eyes and started praying. It started normally with words in English. Then it switched over to nonsense words. She was from the pentecostal church. I found it very strange, I remember opening my eyes and just looking at her. After the praying was done, she told me that it was praying words you don't understand because it's a divine language. Me, who didnt know anything, thought she was right. So the following days I tried to pray like that. But my heart is too traditionally Lutheran to manage.

Now that I'm older and - God help me - wiser I no longer believe that talking in tongues the way that the pentecostal church does is a thing. Tongues means language, like English, Swedish, Arabic etc. If I can bring your attention to The Book of Acts chapter 2:

The Holy Spirit Comes at Pentecost

2 When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. 2 Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. 3 They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. 4 All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues[a] as the Spirit enabled them.

5 Now there were staying in Jerusalem God-fearing Jews from every nation under heaven. 6 When they heard this sound, a crowd came together in bewilderment, because each one heard their own language being spoken. 7 Utterly amazed, they asked: “Aren’t all these who are speaking Galileans? 8 Then how is it that each of us hears them in our native language?" 9 Parthians, Medes and Elamites; residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia,[b] 10 Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya near Cyrene; visitors from Rome 11 (both Jews and converts to Judaism); Cretans and Arabs—we hear them declaring the wonders of God in our own tongues!” 12 Amazed and perplexed, they asked one another, “What does this mean?”

Above it says that when The Holy Spirit entered them they started speaking in different tongues. At that time there were Jews from all over the world there and they understood what the apostles were saying. The human Jews understood what the early Christians were saying. If it had been words that no humans could understand it wouldn't have been so.

They even ask "Aren’t all these who are speaking Galileans? Then how is it that each of us hears them in our native language?" Which again they would only ask if they could understand what was being said.

It's a huge miracle that the Galileans could suddenly speak languages of the world that they had never spoken before! And that's that in my head.

...thanks for reading!

#jesus #christian #bible #christianity #christian living #bible quote #lgbt christian #jesus christ #queer christian #god #pentecostal #speaking in tongues

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May 28

Deuteronomy 29:29 The secret things belong to the LORD our God, but the revealed things belong to us and to our children forever, to observe all the words of this law.

Isaiah 9:6 To us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

Luke 22:19 [Jesus] took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, “This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me."

John 13:16-17 I tell you the truth, no servant is greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him. 17 Now that you know these things, you will be blessed if you do them.

1 Peter 4:17 For the time has come for judgment to begin at the house of God; and if it begins with us first, what will be the end of those who do not obey the gospel of God?

Micah 7:18-19 Who is a God like You, pardoning iniquity and passing over the transgression of the remnant of His heritage? 19 He does not retain His anger forever, because He delights in mercy. He will again have compassion on us, and will subdue our iniquities.

May you be willing to suffer the greatest wrong rather than to commit the least sin, lest like David, the anguish of chastisement persist. 2 Samuel 13

May you ever feel the love of the Father for those who need it most, who are least prepared to die. 2 Samuel 13

May the friends you choose and the counsel you seek be from those of the household of God, lest the advice you receive and the influence you accept lead you from the path of life and into wickedness and death. 2 Samuel 13

May you bring glory to God on earth by completing the work He gives you to do. John 17

May you reveal Jesus to those the Spirit leads you to, that they may, through Christ, come to the Father as you speak the words He gives you and you pray for those in whom He has placed a hunger for the deep and eternal things of God. John 17

May you not expect to be rich or great in the world, but that you may receive the true and eternal treasure of unity in the affection of the Father and the co-labors with His children, as well as protection from attacks of the enemy, deliverance from the wrath of men, and strength to withstand the corruption of the sinful nature that remains in our flesh. John 17

May you desire, and pray, for the sanctification of holiness through the grace of God which Jesus desired, and prayed, for you, and for which He sanctified Himself. John 17

May you also be in the Father and the Son, so that the world may believe that the Son has been sent by the Father when they see the people who call upon the name of God keep the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace, more and more united in one mind and one desire. John 17

May you be comforted and receive peace with complete assurance that the desire of the heart of Jesus is for you to be with Him in the glory the Father has given Him Whom He has loved before the creation of the world. John 17

The love that I have for you, My child, is strong and enduring, never wavering, always active on your behalf. Give Me first place in your heart, My dear one, and My love will flow out to all the others I have placed in your life – in your family, at your work, around your neighborhood. If you love yourself more than Me, you will care for others less, for you will be out of balance. If you regard anyone over Me, you will not have proper respect for yourself, for they cannot give you the strength of life you need. Honor Me highest, fear Me most, love Me first, and I will keep all things in balance in your relationships, and you will find you have power with Me in your prayers for others in need, and authority in My name on the behalf of those in warfare. My love, expressed through your life, will not seek for your own needs but will strive for the needs and the welfare of others. By this will all men know that you are of My family, for those in the world do not offer the open hand that I call you to offer. Just as My compassions are new every morning, so must you turn to Me each day. Release those aspects of your character that the world calls “strength” but that you will find to be isolating and separating from Me. Put on the new man daily, and be blessed with the riches I give you. These riches are not to be stored or hoarded as the world does, but given as I direct for the growth of My kingdom. When you follow My guidance, you will see My kingdom increase both in numbers, as others are drawn to Me, and in area, as more of your heart is reclaimed and brought under My loving care and watchful protection.

May you put your hope in the Word of the Lord, even when you desperately long for deliverance, and your eyes grow weary looking for God's promises to be fulfilled. Psalm 119

May you embrace God's precepts and obey God's directives, even though men persecute you without cause and the arrogant and lawless dig pitfalls for you, for all His commands are trustworthy and the Lord will preserve your life according to His abundant love. Psalm 119

May God's Word be your delight for it is eternal, standing firm in the heavens, and remaining trustworthy through all generations, enduring to this very day, even to preserving your life as you have sought out the Lord's precepts, followed His leadings and remembered His promises. Psalm 119

May the fear of the Lord keep you away from evil, as His unfailing love and faithfulness atones for your iniquity. Proverbs 16:6

May your choices and actions bring pleasure to the Lord, for He can make even your enemies to be a peace with you. Proverbs 16:7

#daily #blessings #prayers #scripture

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Confessions of a Sinner: Priest! Eren Yeager x Female Reader

Summary: You are a sinner. And you've tried to confess your sins, but many times you failed. Today was the day you confess your sins to Father Eren Yeager. But what will Father Eren do when he realizes that he's listening to your confessions about him?

Kinks Include: Toxic Eren Yeager, Top Eren Yeager, Priest! Eren Yeager, Eren Yeager has a manbun, Eren Yeager has long hair, oral sex, face-sitting, slight cunnilingus, confessions, confessional, dubious consent, humiliation, verbal humiliation, degradation, panty kink.

Inspired by: AnnLuVazzel on twitter - Her fanarts of Priest Eren Yeager is *chef's kiss* please check her out. ♥ Thank you. ♥

Disclaimer: I have 0 intentions to offend any religions, faiths, beliefs, and dogmas. I respect all religions and their believers. This is pure fiction, and it has no base on reality of what the church does and think. This is my own interpretation of religious guilt, sins, confessions, prayers, and blasphemy. Since this is a mature and explicit fan-fiction, I trust you, as the reader, can separate fan fiction from reality. Thank you.

You never liked going to church. Not on Fridays or Sundays. But it wasn’t because of the church that you didn’t like to go. It’s not the people that were bent in the pews, quietly whispering their prayers to their God. It wasn’t because of the stupid modest clothes you had to wear due to the strict scriptures you were suppose to follow.

No.

Not any of that.

The main reason why you didn’t like going to church…was because of Him.

That priest.

You sat quietly in the pews, your fingers tracing over the words of the picked scripture for today’s mass. You shifted in your seat, pulling down your skirt before your eyes glanced up to him.

There he was, standing at the altar as his hands were clasped together for a prayer.

Father Eren Yeager.

No one really knew how he joined the church. How he became the Father of this holy place. Everyone was curious to know, except you.

You had your own curiosities. You had a feeling that there was something in between you two. But you couldn’t put your finger on it.

Was it God? Was it taboo? Sin?

When he would talk about sin, his emerald green eyes were pinned to you, as if he knew about your sins. Anytime you meet his gaze, you sit up straighter, your hands on your knees while he continues to speak before moving his gaze back to his scripture.

What’s funny is that…you are a sinner.

After mass, you had the burning urge to go up to him and talk. Talk about what? The service? How good was it?

No.

You wanted to go and confess your sins to him. Sit in that confession box and tell him everything. You were so close the last few times to do it, but you left shortly after Mass. Your confidence deflated the minute he finished his prayer, and you were out the double doors.

You always had that voice in your head when you were walking back to your home.

“You want to be clean, don’t you?”

Was it even your voice?

Or Father’s?

Your mind snapped back to church as you noticed everyone standing up for prayer. You got up to your feet, bowing your head and clasping your hands together.

“Remember, Lord, your creature,

whom you redeemed by your Blood.

I am repentant of my sins,

I desire to put right what I have done.”

You clench your jaw, your heart racing as you glance up. Your heart froze as his gaze met with yours.

“Take from me, therefore, most merciful Father,

all my iniquities and sins,

so that, purified in mind and body,

I may worthily taste the Holy of Holies.”

Fuck. You swallow nervously, his gaze never leaving yours before he looks down and closes his eyes.

“May the almighty and merciful Lord

grant us joy with peace,

amendment of life,

room for true repentance,

the grace and consolation of the Holy Spirit

and perseverance in good works.

Amen.”

You could feel your heart race again before your legs finally bent and you sat back down. Why were you getting all hot and bothered? It wasn’t because he was looking at you, right?

Your fingers fumbled to touch the rosary around your neck, gripping at the cross as Father Eren started to talk about announcements and events that were happening at the church.

Your eyes fell down to the bible.

You need to tell him today. You couldn’t focus at church, not while he’s talking. Your mind would wander back to when you were alone in your room, one hand touching yourself and the other covering your mouth. No matter how muffled and how quiet you were, you would still moan out his name.

Eren.

Father Eren.

Over and over again.

You knew that it was wrong, but you continued like the filthy sinner you were. You want to be pure in the eyes of Father Eren. You would do anything.

You were going to do it. Today.

“And that’s all for announcements. Please, have a lovely afternoon today. May peace be with you all.” Father Eren said as he closed his bible and nodded at the congregation to be dismissed.

He stood at the altar, shifting his notes and bible as everyone started to file out and leave. You closed the bible and set it on the pew. You slowly rose to your feet and shifted out from the pew.

Some of the men met with Father and spoke briefly. Firm handshakes and soft chuckles echoed in the church, along with whispered conversations. You carefully moved out of people’s way as you made your way towards the altar.

Was Father Eren always this friendly? His long black hair was pulled into a loose bun, strands of his hair framing his face while his emerald gaze was gentle, yet firm as he spoke with the members of the church. He wore the green chasubles, along with a brown rosary around his neck and his hands occupied with the bible.

“I see that the Lord has kept you well, Father.” You say as your feet meet at the altar. Father Eren turned to look at you, a light smile pulling at his lips, “And same with you, YN. How was the service?” He asked.

“It was wonderful as always. I wanted to speak with you privately, if you have the time.” You say.

Father Eren nodded quietly, “Absolutely. Please, if you could wait here at the very front pew while I go and change, I’ll be with you shortly.”

You nodded, walking over to the front pew and taking a seat. You watched as he disappeared behind one of the doors on the left side of the altar. You left out a shaky breath and looked around. You were alone.

This was it. You were going to confess your sins to him. No more hiding. No more running away. This was it.

“My apologies if you had to wait so long,” Father Eren said as he walked out of the door, closing it behind him, “getting out of these large uniforms has its difficulties.”

He was wearing the common black clergy uniform with the collar, the brown rosary now around his hands as he approached you. “What did you want to speak about?” He asked.

You rose to your feet, your heart beating out of your chest. “I wanted to confess my sins. I wanted to speak with you privately about it, because it is a bit longer than a short session.”

He raised an eyebrow, “Is that so?” He glanced at the confession box before coming back to you, “We can today, right now if you’d like. I do have time.”

“Really? Oh, thank you Father. I’ve been meaning to do this for such a long time, but I always would leave and hide.” You say embarrassed, “but I don’t want to run away anymore.”

Father Eren stared at you for a moment before reaching over to cup your cheek gently, turning your head so you were looking up at him. “As it says in the bible, YN, If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness,” His thumb grazed over your lower lip, “you should never run away and hide from your shame. It takes a strong person to come clean and be pure once again.”

You nearly melted as he pulled his hand away and readjusted his collar. He had no idea what he was in for. “So, shall we?” He says, motioning his head towards the box.

———————

Father Eren opened the wooden door as you stepped inside. You quietly sat as he closed the door and made his way to his side, taking a seat.

You grew sweaty. You were afraid, but you knew you had to take the chance to talk to him. Confess.

“You may begin when you want to, YN.” Father Eren says.

You made a sign of the cross over your chest before drawing in a shaky breath. “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. This is my first confession.” You say softly.

You grit your teeth, your hands gripping the hem of your skirt.

“Take your time, YN. No need to rush.” Father Eren says.

Your cheeks grow warm as you shamelessly start to remember.

“I…I am nothing but a pervert,” You clear your throat, “every Sunday I have impure thoughts of Father Eren. I…I cannot say-!”

“Go on.”

His voice grew husky, tone dripping in honey. You couldn’t hear him, but his breathing picked up just a bit.

“I…F-Father Eren, it's embarrassing to say.”

“Do you want to be free of your shameful sins? Confess.”

You swallow your spit before glancing down at your feet. “I…I touch myself to lustful thoughts of Father Eren. During his sermons, I would think about how his lips would feel on mine, how his hands would wrap around my body. I would dream of the times of when we would have sex. When he would look at me, my body burns with passion and desire. In between my legs, I..I am always aching and wet with need. I am constantly turned on with him looking at me, and I can’t get this urge out of my head.”

Your body was hot, your thighs closing together tightly as heat pooled in between your legs. You can’t think about this now. This was so wildly inappropriate.

“Is that all?”

Your lips trembled before you nodded quietly, “I-I’m sorry for these and all of my sins.”

Silence. It grew, along with tension as you stared at the small window. “Father Eren?” You ask, still wondering if he was still there.

Silence.

Your hands shot up to cover your face. You knew doing this was going to end up awkward. God, you couldn’t face him again. You just told him everything.

Suddenly, the door was ripped open as Father Eren stared down at you. His eyes were cold, body tense as his nostrils flared angrily.

Did you really upset him?

You grew fearful before his lips parted to speak. “Your sins are forgiven by our Lord. However, I am offering you a penance. A penance that’ll purge your sins completely. Please, meet me at my office.” He said in that same husky tone.

Penance? What?

You nod, getting to your feet as you walk out of the confessional. He followed behind you as you made your way down the side of the pews and towards the door.

You could feel his eyes on you. Your mind wandered as you pushed open the door. What the hell was he going to do? Yell at you? Scold you and do fifty Hail Marys in front of him?

You stood in his office, eyes pinned to his desk as Father Eren closed the door behind you, quietly locking it.

Silence filled the room as he passed you, moving to the back of his desk. He set his rosary beads on top of some paperwork. His hands rested on top of his office chair, while his eyes were looking at you.

“How long were you having these thoughts, YN?” He asked.

You couldn’t meet his gaze.

“Look at me.” He commanded.

Your eyes shot to him. “For a while now.” You whisper.

“Show me.”

Your eyes widened. “What?” You ask.

“Show me your pussy. I want to see that aching need of yours.” He hissed, now walking around to the front of the desk, sitting at the edge of it. His arms were crossed while he stared you down.

Your face flushed before you slowly reached your hands down to the edge of your skirt and pulled it up.

You shuddered as you felt the cool air on your exposed inner thighs. Your body burned with shame as you looked away. Eren scoffed as he pushed himself off of the desk and walked over to you.

“How quaint. Even your flesh lies. You confess your sins, and yet,” He let out a harsh chuckle, eyes burning down your body while one hand reached down to touch your clothed core, “here you are, wet and aching with need.”

You gasp, freezing as you look down to see his hand in between your legs.

“You think you deserve this? Deserve my attention? My touch?” He asks, his lips pressing up your ear, “do you want my solution to your aching problem?”

You didn’t answer right away.

Father Eren didn’t like that.

He moved his hand away from your panties and grabbed your arm. He dragged you with him towards the large standing mirror he had next to his closet.

Angrily, he yanked up your blouse, exposing your breasts and hiding your rosary. You didn’t have the heart to look at yourself in the mirror, shame burning your cheeks before his other hand pulled down your panties. Your panties pooled around your feet before you stepped out of them.

There you were: an exposed sinner in the holy hands of Father Eren.

His gaze was intimidating as he stared down your body once more. “Look at you, YN. Look at yourself.” He commanded.

Your eyes stared at your reflection. One hand gripped at your breast, your nipple hard as his thumb and index fingertip rubbed slowly while the other hand traveled down to graze over your outer lips.

Your body sags against his, little whines and whimpers escaping your lips. “See? Even me touching you, confessing your sins isn’t enough. You’re still impure.” He hissed, his lips pressed against your neck as he nibbled on your flesh.

You gasp, his tongue running over your skin as he makes a small mark on your skin. Your eyes shoot to him in the mirror, “What did you do to me?” You ask, panting.

“Marking an impure woman. Just to make sure that everyone can see that to avoid you.” He replies. His hands continue to fondle you, while he still stares at you.

“You will listen to my words,” He began as his hands started to pull away, fixing your clothes, “I have one solution to get rid of these impure desires, YN. But once I do this, I never want to see you again. Not in my church. Understood?”

You frowned, nodding slowly.

“Good.”

It hurt to hear those words. But you didn’t want to cause any problems with Father Eren. Besides, he was doing this to keep you pure. That’s all that mattered, right?

You watch as he moves from the mirror and starts to stack the two chairs. He set them towards the wall, now a large space on the floor.

He crouched down at first before laying flat on the floor. He motioned with his two fingers. “Come to me, YN.” He said.

You obeyed his words, quietly walking to him before you were now standing in front of him.

“Lift your skirt for me.”

You bit your lower lip before your hands slowly reached down to lift your skirt, exposing your wet cunt once more.

“Sit on me.”

Your chest rose and fell. “Father Eren. Are you sure…that it’s okay?” You ask, your eyes glossing over with that familiar lust.

“I will drink away all of your sin. If you want to be pure again, you will allow me to do this. You want to be clean, don’t you?” He raised an eyebrow curiously.

“Yes, Father.”

“Good. Now sit.”

You moved yourself so you were directly above his face. You hesitated for a moment before you saw his eyes flash with a warning.

You sunk to your knees, your pussy directly on his face. Both of his hands shot up to hold your hips.

His lips parted as his tongue snuck out to lick at your outer pussy lips. You trembled as he held you still while his mouth worked on you. Your mouth was opened with soft gasps, a small bead of sweat forming on the side of your face.

Little muffled pleased hums escaped him as his eyes closed. You noticed how gentle he was. And yet, he was slowly unwrapping you, lick by lick.

His tongue spread your lips before moving up towards your peeking clit.

You let out a soft moan before his mouth pulled away immediately, “Close your mouth. You’re still in church.” He warned before he went back to assaulting your clit.

Your hand shot to cover your mouth, eyes rolling back as his mouth was fully enveloped on your cunt. He continued to move his mouth, drinking your sweet nectar.

Your muffled moans only made him go faster. But you needed more. Friction.

He grunted as you started to move your hips shallowly against his face. He moved to suck on your clit ruthlessly, eyes pinned as your head rolled back. Lewd, wet sucking noises filled your ears, making your tummy burn.

You were going to cum.

You wanted to stop, that guilt suddenly weighing back before your eyes fell to Father Eren. His tongue laid flat right on your leaking pussy before he started to move his head back and forth quickly.

The feeling of his tongue was too much. He knew what he was doing.

“Do it…give me everything…break for me.” Father Eren said in between his licks.

Your body shook and spasmed as you came. The guilt disappeared as he drank, his eyes closed tightly. His forehead glistened with sweat, his face burned pink.

He slowly pulled his mouth away, the tip of tongue sticking with a long string of mixed fluids before he lapped it up. He moved his hands to grip yours as you got to your feet.

Your chest rose and fell, instinctively taking a few steps back as Father Eren got to his feet. He readjusted his rosary, fixing up his hair before he walked over to the mirror. He cleared his throat before he rolled up his sleeves.

Your mouth dropped to see that his arms were covered in different tattoos. He glanced down to see your panties as he leaned over to pluck them from the floor.

“Father Eren, what are those? How long have you been hiding them?” You ask, alarmed at the sight.

“That is none of your concern. Now leave.” Father Eren said coldly, looking over at your panties before his fingers rubbed over your middle stripe, scoffing as it was still wet.

“But the Church will find out if-!”

“The Church won’t find out about me. And if you say a word, how would you feel if the entire congregation knew about what we just did? No one would believe a single word,” His gaze fell to you, “would they believe that the priest would actually do such lewd acts with a whore?” He took a step to you, “a whore who confessed such lusts about me?”

He backed you up against the door, your eyes pricked with tears. His fingers found the lock to the door and quietly unlocked it.

“I already said what you need to do,” he leaned against your ear, “now get the hell out of my church.”

You shoved him off of you and stormed out of his office. Your face burned with humiliation as you wiped tears from your eyes.

Father Eren stared as you left before he closed the door. His hand that held your panties moved to his nose. He inhaled the thick, sweet scent as his other hand moved to grab and rub his stiff cock hidden in his black clergy uniform.

“Father forgive me for my sins,” Father Eren whispers, his eyes glancing at his own reflection in the mirror, “for I have only just begun them.”

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TURNING THE TIDE

Luke 11:13, "If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask Him."

In the story of the prodigal son where the father killed the fattened calf and gave the returned son the signet ring and the robe -- the elder brother was hugely upset and complaining. The father's response to the elder son was, "All I have is yours..."

Luke 15:31, "And he said to him, 'Son, you are always with me, and all that I have is yours. It was right that we should make merry and be glad, for your brother was dead and is alive again, and was lost and is found.'"

In other words the father was saying, "It has been here for you the entire time." The father shows us how this elder son, which represents someone caught up in the rituals of religiosity, never accessed what had rightfully been his all along.

TURNING THE TIDE

One of the most powerful ways we can "turn the tide" of what is going on in our lives and the things going on around us is through our surrendered worship. Maybe you feel like the tide is against you right now. Realize that you can turn the tide through your simplicity of worship to the Lord. Through the spirit of worship we are able to access the realms of glory where revelation flows (Revelation 19:10).

ACCESS A FREEDOM CONSCIOUSNESS

The Word of God is truth but it needs to be accompanied with the Spirit of Revelation, just as Jesus told Peter that He would build His Church on the rock of revelation.

Matthew 16:17-18, "Jesus answered and said to him, 'Blessed are you, Simon Bar-Jonah, for flesh and blood has not revealed this to you, but My Father who is in Heaven. And I also say to you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build My Church, and the gates of Hades shall not prevail against it.'"

What Jesus was referring to here was not a one-time event in Peter's life or in our lives, but a continual flow of the Spirit of Revelation in us (Ephesians 1:17). Without the light of revelation making God's Word alive to us, it is still just ink on paper. God's Spirit makes the Word of God alive in our hearts (through affirmation, meditation, and visualizing the Word), thereby, propelling us into a place of living light and revelation concerning the truth of God.

Psalm 119:105, "Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path."

Our worship powerfully transforms us and the atmosphere around us because it has an innate heavenly multi-faceted effect upon our lives.

Worship: (in the context of vocalization and surrender to God):

Causes us to be filled with a Holy Spirit consciousness, making us habitations of God.

Changes the spiritual climates surrounding us.

Refreshes our spirit, soul, and body.

Enables us to enter into the courts of the Lord.

Establishes the Lordship of Christ in our hearts.

Ephesians 5:18-20, "And do not be drunk with wine, in which is dissipation; but be filled with the Spirit, speaking to one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord, giving thanks always for all things to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ."

ACCESSING OUR VAST INHERITANCE

Realize that the Holy Spirit is an essential ingredient for your life to flourish by leading you into an understanding of God's Christ calling on your life getting you to a place where you can bear fruit that remains for His Kingdom..

Get your fresh bread from the Holy Spirit. Turn the tide of your life through the simplicity of devotion and worship. If you need to learn how to worship, then ask the Holy Spirit to help you. Yield yourself to God casting everything you are and have upon Him. Jesus said, in Luke 11:13, "If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask Him."

Realize what your Father has for you by asking, knocking, and seeking until you come to understand God's PURPOSE for your life, and begin to turn the tide through aggressively discipling new believers into their Christ identity, thereby, advancing His Kingdom. A fresh heart of worship will break you through to a new place where the rivers of living waters flow freely out of the depths of your heart!

ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY

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Daily Devotionals for April 19, 2024

Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living

Devotional Scripture:

Proverbs 14:26-27(KJV): 26 In the fear of the LORD is strong confidence: and his children shall have a place of refuge. 27 The fear of the LORD is a fountain of life, to depart from the snares of death. Proverbs 14:26-27(Amp): 26 In the reverent and worshipful fear of the Lord is strong confidence, and His children shall always have a place of refuge. 27 Reverent and worshipful fear of the Lord is a fountain of life, that one may avoid the snares of death.

Thought for the Day

Verse 26 - Many verses in Proverbs speak about a holy "fear of the Lord." The Amplified Bible sheds light on this phrase: "In the reverent and worshipful fear of the LORD is strong confidence." Those who reverence the Lord believe His word. We have already seen on Day 55 that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. Respect and understanding of God produce a desire in us to obey Him. Keeping God's Word brings us under His protection; those who fear Him are promised a long life, strong confidence, and refuge.

Verse 27 - The worshipful fear of God is like a fountain of life. By walking in His path we avoid the traps leading to death. What is true worship? Some equate singing songs with worship. One can worship God while singing, but singing alone does not mean that one is worshipping. It is the voice of the heart that God hears, not just the song's words. The highest form of worship is obedience. God has a name for those who draw near to Him with their lips but not their hearts: "Ye hypocrites, well did Esaias prophesy of you, saying, these people draweth nigh unto me with their mouth and honoureth me with their lips, but their heart is far from me..." (Matthew 15:7-9).

The heart of man speaks louder to God than his words. God considers men's hearts and is not influenced by outward appearances. When told to anoint a king to replace Saul from among Jesse's sons, Samuel was impressed with the fine appearance and stature of the eldest, but the LORD told Samuel, "…Look not on his countenance, or the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the LORD seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart" (1 Samuel 16:7).

Without God, all men's hearts are wicked and deceitful. We must be "born again," to get a new heart, so that we have the Holy Spirit, and are made able to obey the Lord. We can align our words with His Word, making them acceptable to Him. David knew it would require God's strength and redemption to make his heart's meditations and the words he spoke acceptable to Him. This is true of us too! We need to make David's prayer our own: "Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength, and my redeemer" (Psalm 19:14).

Prayer Devotional for the Day

Dear heavenly Father, thank you for Your many promises of blessings. I am thankful that You are my refuge and I can run to You when I am in trouble. I am also grateful that You keep me from the devil's traps. Lord, I do love You, and I ask that You cleanse my heart from anything that is not like You. Strengthen me to walk worthy before You and my fellow men. Restore the "fear of the Lord" to Your people today. Lord, forgive us when, in certain areas, we have become too casual about the things of God. Instill in us, Your people, a reverential fear of Your Holy Name and Word. I ask this in Jesus' name. Amen. From: Steven P. Miller @ParkermillerQ, gatekeeperwatchman.org Founder of Gatekeeper-Watchman International Groups, Friday, April 19, 2024, Jacksonville, Florida., USA. X ... @ParkermillerQ #GWIG, #GWIN, #GWINGO, #Ephraim1, #IAM, #Sparkermiller, #Eldermiller1981 GROUP: https://www.facebook.com/groups/Sparkermiller.JAX.FL.USA

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Before the dawn had fully broken, you found yourself in the quiet sanctity of your room, kneeling before the large, ornately framed painting of Santa Muerte. The air was heavy with the scent of marigolds, the flowers traditionally believed to ward off evil spirits. With a deep, steadying breath, you closed your eyes, allowing the serene silence to envelop you, save for the soft whisper of your own voice as you began your morning prayer.

"Hear my prayers, Santa Muerte, mother of death, most Holy of all. May you give me strength to continue your work with your very presence. I ask, oh Holy Mother, that with your scythe you protect me from the dark spirits that wish to weaken my faith. Oh Miraculous Muerte, cleanse my soul for today and the days ahead so that I may continue to be your ever-faithful servant."

The words flowed from you in a reverent cadence, repeated twice more, each iteration accompanied by a bow of deep respect. Upon completing the third recitation, the two candles that flanked the painting flickered out in unison, a sign you took as an affirmation of your prayer being heard. A warmth, comforting and reassuring, washed over you, leaving a gentle smile on your lips as you rose.

Gathering the candles and other ritualistic items, you carefully put them away, knowing they would be called upon again for your nightly prayer. The moment of spiritual communion bolstered your resolve, infusing you with a sense of purpose and protection as you prepared to face the day ahead.

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Despite the spiritual fortitude you had drawn from your morning prayer, you were dead on your feet, your heart heavy with exhaustion as you made your way through the cobblestone streets of Encanto towards the town square. The encounter with Camilo, still fresh and stinging, weighs on your mind, casting a shadow over your already daunting task. Despite this, you muster every ounce of strength to push through, driven by a sense of duty and the fear of letting down the Madrigals, your father, and the spirits counting on you.

The ceremony is set to begin under the fading light of the day, the town square filled with the faces of those you've grown up with, those you've helped, and those you're about to guide in this sacred ritual. As you step onto the stage, your heart beats a frantic rhythm, not just from nervousness but from a deep-seated dread that something, somehow, might go wrong.

Drawing a deep breath, you begin, your voice carrying across the crowd. "I want to start by thanking Doña Alma and the Madrigal family, for not just their unwavering support in preparing for today, but for their constant guidance and love. Without them, and without all of you, none of this would be possible."

You then turn your attention to Isabela. "Isabela, if you would, please bring forth the sacred thistle." As you speak, Isabela steps forward, her hands dancing in the air, coaxing the earth to yield its treasure. A single thistle rises from the ground, its petals glowing with an ethereal light, a symbol of resilience and protection. It's not just a plant; it's a beacon, guiding spirits back to the world of the living.

"Louisa," you continue, your gaze shifting to where she stands, ready at the large cauldron. "Please place the thistle within." Louisa moves with purpose, her actions resonating with the significance of the moment. The thistle drops into the cauldron, its essence merging with the flames, sending plumes of fragrant smoke into the air.

Inhaling deeply, the smoke's mystical properties begin their work, easing the tension in your mind, opening the pathways to the spiritual realm. You feel the veil between worlds thinning, the presence of spirits drawing near, their whispers like the rustle of leaves in a gentle breeze.

Your eyes sweep across the crowd, landing momentarily on Camilo. A pang of unresolved pain tightens your chest at the sight of him, the echoes of his words still haunting you. You tear your gaze away, the ache in your heart a stark contrast to the purpose that drives you forward. Unbeknownst to you, Camilo watches, confusion and concern etched into his features, unaware of the turmoil that brews within you, believing the day to have been just another moment shared in the continuum of your intertwined lives.

With the stage set and your spirit attuned to the task at hand, you begin your speech, a call to the spirits to join in this sacred assembly. "Tonight, we stand at the threshold between worlds, not as strangers but as kin. We invite you, our ancestors, our loved ones, to share in this moment, to feel the warmth of our fires, and to know that you are remembered, cherished—AHH!"

But the words are abruptly severed, a lance of pain stabbing through your skull, so sharp, so sudden, it steals your breath away. Your speech fractures into a cry, the sound torn from the depths of your soul. The world tilts, darkness nibbling at the edges of your vision, and you collapse, knees buckling beneath you, the stage rising up to meet you with a jarring thud.

A collective gasp ripples through the crowd, a wave of shock that mirrors the confusion and fear that grips your heart. In the fleeting moment before darkness claims you, you catch a glimpse of Camilo, his expression a mix of alarm and desperation, moving toward you even as you succumb to the void, the ceremony forgotten in the wake of an unforeseen crisis that threatens to engulf you whole.

Above, the sky turned ominously dark, thick thunderclouds unfurling with an intensity that seemed to match the turmoil within, icy rain began to pour down in sheets. Camilo, his curls plastered to his face by the deluge, wrapped his arms protectively around you, attempting to shield you from the relentless downpour. "Mamá! What are you doing?!" he cried out, looking towards Pepa with a blend of confusion and desperation.

Pepa, standing amidst the gathering, wore a mask of confusion and worry that mirrored the sentiments of everyone around. She fought against the weather, her powers striving to dispel the storm and restore the serene skies. Yet, it was as if an unseen force rebuffed her efforts, each attempt repelled with a force that seemed to cause her physical pain.

Felix, observing the toll it was taking on her, approached with a gentle firmness. "Love, stop," he urged, his voice a soothing balm against the chaos of the storm. Pepa's attempts to combat the weather ceased, though her expression remained fraught with concern.

A collective unease enveloped the crowd, the shock and fear palpable in the air as they witnessed the unexpected turn of events. The ceremony, once a beacon of unity and celebration, had been forgotten, eclipsed by a crisis that seemed to pull you into its depths further away from their reach.

Then, in a moment that feels both like an eternity and an instant, your eyes snap open. But they're no longer the brown eyes familiar to your friends and family; they blaze with a glowing red light, fierce and otherworldly, a stark contrast to the person they know.

The town square falls into a hushed silence, a collective breath held in anticipation, fear, and awe. The manifestation of your power, now intertwined with a mysterious and dark force, sets the stage for a confrontation that no one, not even you, could have anticipated.

***Bear with me ppl, just a few more chapters, promise i won't leave y'all hanging lol. sorry for not updating friday 💔and not me having an exam tomorrow 💀 finna cram study so hard then have an existential crisis with the realization that the professor gave me weeks in advance to learn the materials for a reason🥴

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Isaiah was a prophet during the time of Judah, when the Jews were exiled from Babylon and forced to wander the desert. Times were tough and you can imagine what wandering in the desert and being exiled from your home would do to your morale. Your spirit might be broken and you might cling to items in the past or hope for a better future. In the Bible verse preceding this, the followers are asked to forget the past and consider the new; to remain hopeful for the future, and to behold God's new thing. God has a message to share with the Jews in the desert, and this hopeful verse is used to encourage and motivate them to not give up and to be ready to move out of the wilderness and away from the past. "A way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert." Although it may have appeared that they were aimlessly wandering, God had a plan. He had been leading them all along. The time had finally come for Him to enact the next step, the new thing.

This verse has encouraged me in times of darkness, when I felt that I could not find the reasons for why God had done something or the right steps to take in order to motivate myself. I felt that nothing made any sense, and that hardened my heart and dashed my hopes. This was my own fault: God had a plan. He led me from the wilderness. He did do something new with something that seemed so wrong to me at the time. I look back and feel regret not for losing a dear friend, but instead for my own behavior and doubts.

Are you going through a difficult time? Does it feel like you are wandering aimlessly in the desert without a guide? Behold! God is with you and always has been. Prepare yourself for a new thing. What is the new thing that you hope for? Keep it in mind, meditate with it in your heart, and trust in God during your journey. Even in the worst of times, we should have been rejoicing: rejoicing that I ever met my friend at all, rejoicing about our relationship, rejoicing that God has a plan. Live for the LORD God Almighty and trust in Him always. For He is our Savior, our strength and our redeemer. Our everything! Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for faithfully staying with us in all times and places. We have not always sought Him and His guidance, yet He has continuously shown us the way back to Him. May He guide everything that we say and do, and show us the way no matter where He may lead us.

May He empower us by His Holy Word and Spirit to live in the light of His Truth, love grace. May our healing and transformation glorify His name and Kingdom of Heaven and reveal who He truly is to others. May He help us to keep close to Him, so that we may endure until He fully sets us free and brings us to our true home in His Kingdom of Heaven. Thank Him for His Holy Word and Spirit. Thank Him for revealing the Truth of Him and His holiness. May He help us to hold close to Him just as He holds close to us, so that we may live in humble and faithful obedience. If we stray from Him and His path, may He use His Holy Word and Spirit to bring us close to Him once again. May He help us daily to trust fully in Him and His love, provision and care. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for making us anew! May He complete His renewing work in us, ridding us of the sinful words, thoughts and actions that aren’t from Him, so that we may reflect only His love and light and presence in us to this dark and fallen world and the lost souls within it.

God is our Heavenly Father, our Creator and our guide. And Jesus Christ is our LORD and Savior and King. As Christians, we trust Him wholeheartedly and we submit our heart and our lives into His skilled hands. May He shape us according to His design and plan for us, so that we may stand strong in the firing furnace and emerge revealing His craftsmanship as He prepares us serve Him on Earth and in His Kingdom of Heaven according to His Holy Word and will. May He give us the peace and endurance we need each day, and may He use this time to help us grow in His wisdom and strength and to grow in our walk and relationship with Him. May He make us more into the person that He not only created us to us to be, but called us to be from the very beginning.

Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for securing a place for all true Christian believers as followers of Christ and spiritually reborn children of God in His eternal Kingdom. Each day, the sun rises and its light and warmth, and the Holy Bible gives us a glimpse of the promised eternity to come. May we continue to walk in the love and light of Christ with our heads held high and our eyes on the finish line. May we lead others to His Gospel Truth and to His light as well throughout this journey with Him. Let us all humble ourselves before God daily, asking Him to forgive us and to strength and teach us to view life through the lens of God and His promises. May He guard our hearts against Satan and the temptations of this world and our flesh. May He give us the peace to find full satisfaction in God and His peace and promises, so that we may live our lives daily in ways that honor and pleases Him. As we seek Him daily, may He reveal Himself to us through the words He has provided and use it to conform the desires of our heart to Him and His love and compassion and grace.

As true and spiritually reborn Christians, we love, trust and believe in Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ. We choose to keep Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ first in our hearts and lives and all other worldly desires behind us. He extends salvation to everyone, and we want to show the world the freedom, hope and peace they can have in accepting and following Him. We must ask Him to help us grow spiritually in our relationship with Him and strengthen us and the bonds of love that He has given us, so that our unity may glorify and testify to His power and goodness. Thank Him for calling us to faith and imparting us with salvation and righteousness. May He empower us to live in His will and righteousness, so that we may testify to His soul-saving power as our faith carries us past all doubt, fear, and failure. May He grant us the grace to forgive others who have wronged us, and the humility to seek forgiveness where we have caused strife. May we follow and serve God daily with love, trust, awe and wonder. May Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ strengthen our faith, lift our spirits, protect our hearts, and show us opportunities to help bring others to Him and His Gospel Truth daily. May we do this duty boldly, humbly and faithfully. Seek, follow and trust in the LORD God Almighty always! To God be all the honor and praise and glory!

We must come to Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ with sincere hearts to ask forgiveness and follow Him and His Holy Word and Spirit always. We praise Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for the mercy He bestows upon us and we are grateful for His grace and mercy and infinite blessings. By surrendering our hearts and our lives to His will, we see all the blessings He has bestowed upon us. God our refuge and our salvation and our constant provider. We lift our voices to Him in praise for His steadfast love, mercy and understanding. May Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ open our minds and hearts more and more to perceive and embrace Him and His truths. May He help us to find time to pray and read and study the Holy Bible daily and to find power in prayer, praying according to His Holy Word and will. May He help us to come to Him in true repentance and with faith in Him and His grace and merciful nature. May He give us the grace, courage and strength we need to walk with Him and do His will daily. May He teach us to watch our words when we pray to Him and to speak reverently and rightly. May we continually ask God to transform our hearts and make us faithful and humble as we walk with Him daily. We must come to Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ with honest, humble and repentant hearts. We must seek Him and His will and choose to follow Him all the days of our lives. May He help transform our hearts, help us to seek and live for Him above all else and to grow spiritually and build our faith and relationship with Him with each passing day. May He forgive our sinful nature and help us always make Him and our relationship with Him top priority.

As true and born-again Christians, we choose to walk in His righteous path and lead a life that is pleasing to Him. We desire Him and His will above anything else. We desire to walk in accordance with the love and light He has shown to us through His Holy Word and Spirit. We long for a deeper relationship with Him and a deeper fellowship with our brothers and sisters in Christ as well. When we fall into temptation and sin, we must turn to Him for forgiveness, strength and guidance. When believers learn to walk in accordance with God's Holy Word and Spirit, they have deeper fellowship with both God and one another. And the sin that could threaten to destroy that fellowship, if confessed (1 John 1:9), is covered in the blood of Jesus Christ and no longer a barrier between us and God. May we ask Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ to forgive us for any sins we have sinned this day or in days past. May we be faithful to Him and His Holy Word always. May He help us to walk more consistently in the light and to not neglect long to confess and forsake any sins that hinder our walk with Him. May He lead us in the direction He wants us to go so that we may seek and serve Him faithfully. God is holy and almighty and deserving of all praise honor and glory. We rejoice in Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ, knowing He is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8). He is the Alpha and the Omega (Revelation 1:8). May our hearts always be filled with thanksgiving and rejoicing. May He help us to praise Him freely and honestly like all believers who came before us. May we live a life that showcases our love and trust in Him and His Holy Word and Spirit as He uses us draw others to Him and His soul-saving Gospel Truth daily. May He continue guide, correct and protect us, so that we continue to grow in Him and not weaken and stray. May we all remain faithful to Him and to this duty and purpose He has called us to. Seek and put your faith and trust in Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ and let Him do the rest. May He humble our hearts and help us focus on following and serving Him daily and helping others with joy and happiness. We lift our voices in praise to Him for His love, mercy, peace, faithfulness and grace - For EVERYTHING!

It is vital that we remain rooted in Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ through prayer and His Holy Word and Spirit and that we live and walk as a beacon of His light and love and share and spread the Gospel Truth daily, so that the lost souls in this world can come to know Him and be saved. The more we focus on Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ, growing spiritually by building our relationship with Him, leaning on Him and His Holy Word and Spirit, the better off we will be. Thanks to this and our faith in Him, we know that everything will be alright. And we will forever be grateful to Him. As true and born-again Christians, we believe in Him and His Holy Word and we strive daily to walk in His Holy Spirit. We know though our mortal bodies should die, He will raise us up and into new and glorious bodies (The Rapture). We who are truly His and alive at His second coming will never die, and our bodies will be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, and so shall we ever be with Him in His Kingdom of Heaven forevermore (1 Corinthians 15:51-52, 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17). This is one of many promises given to us by God Himself. Thank God for His strength and guidance when we are faced with sin and temptation. Thank Him for His mercy and grace. Through Bible study and prayer, God reveals His wisdom and guides us to see opportunities to grow closer to Him and grow spiritually. He gives us direction to live our lives daily according to His will.

Jesus Christ is the ONLY way to Heaven (John 3:5, 14:6), the ONLY way to salvation (Acts 4:12, Ephesians 2:8-9) and He is the resurrection and the life (John 11:25-26). Jesus Christ the LORD of lords, the KING of kings, the GOD of gods (Deuteronomy 10:17, 1 Timothy 6:15, Revelation 17:14, Revelation 19:16) - He is the Living, Almighty and Everlasting God (Isaiah 9:6, Revelation 1:8, John 3:16, John 3:36, Jeremiah 10:10). There is no other God besides Him (Isaiah 45:5). We MUST humble ourselves before Him, turning our backs on false teachers, false gods and idols and our sinful ways. We MUST repent and turn back to God and recognize who He is and love Him in return for His great love for us. We MUST make God top priority everyday! May we be motivated to spread God's Holy Word and Gospel Truth to all the Earth, knowing that it is the only hope of all those lost in their sins. Let us not hold out a false hope for men to be saved without the Gospel, but instead, strive to do our part to get the Gospel out to a lost and dying world.

Leaning on Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ through prayer and His Holy Word and Spirit strengthens us and our knowledge and wisdom about God and His Gospel Truth, exposing these imposters. May God help us to seek and lean on Him daily to gain the strength, wisdom and spiritual discernment needed to expose Satan and his imposters who seek to destroy us and God's ultimate Truth. Everyday, we must remember to share Jesus Christ's Gospel Truth with the world and to thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for the grace that He poured out for us on the cross at Calvary. He has freed us from the burdens of sin and from the eternal damnation of Hell. In all we say and do, may all praise, honor and glory always be given to Him and His Kingdom of Heaven.

With renewed minds, hearts and wills, let us serve Him humbly and faithfully out of pure love and grateful rejoicing. May He remind us of His presence and to remain at peace, fully knowing that all will be well because He is always with us. Let us seek Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ today and everyday with all our heart and being, looking for His love, light and will for our lives with each step we take. Let us seek to please Him with our thoughts, words, and deeds and seek to advance His Kingdom of Heaven and His glory with our lives. Let us seek Him from a pure and humble heart, and when we so seek, we believe Him and His promise that we will find. May He help us all to be more sensitive to the teaching ministry of His Holy Word and Spirit, relying on Him and allowing Him to speak to us and guide us every step of our Christian journey.

God gave us the Holy Bible - His living and Holy Word - to let us know of Him and His abiding love and care as well as guide and prepare us for all our lives. May He help us encourage one another as we continue our walk with Him and our duty to Him daily. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for being present for all our new beginnings and all our lives. May He redirect any anxiety we feel as He provides countless opportunities for growth and change. May we humble ourselves before God always, asking Him to forgive our sins and make our hearts and lives anew through His Holy Word and Spirit. May He help us make Him and His Holy Word top priority, so we can grow spiritually and grow in our relationship with Him as we apply it to our daily lives. Thank God that we can focus on Him and everything about Him, for that is what keeps us sane and at peace. May our words and actions always be a reflection of Him and His Holy Word and Spirit and will.

May He help us to always walk in His grace and Holy Spirit, not by our own measure. May He give us the humble humility to know that our freedom and eternal salvation is found only in Him, so that His grace may sustain us, and we may never lose sight of His love and light and mercy. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for calling us to Him and to serve Him. May He equip us to do all that He has called us to do so that as He works through us, He may use us to produce fruit, to reach others, and to encourage all brothers and sisters in Christ. May He work all of these things in us and through us for His Kingdom and His glory. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for all His creation, for His miraculous ways and for everything He does and has done for us! Keep the faith and keep moving forward in your walk with Jesus! He loves us and He knows what is best for us. Seek, follow and trust in Him - Always!

Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for His Holy Word and for sending His Holy Spirit so that we might have His grace, not only to awaken us and transform our hearts in our spiritual rebirth and guarantee our eternity with Him, but to also call upon Him whenever we are in need. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for all the reminders of His love and mercy and faithfulness within His Holy Word. He is bigger than any challenge or circumstance in our lives. Knowing this within our minds and our hearts, nothing can deter our faith in Him and His Truth. May we all accept Him and His eternal gift of salvation and ask that He would transform our hearts and lives according to His will and ways. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for His Holy Spirit who saves, seals and leads us. May we always thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for His almighty power and saving grace. For He is our strength, and He alone is able to save us, forgive our sins and gift us eternal salvation and entry into His Kingdom of Heaven.

May we make sure that we give our hearts and lives to God and take time to seek and praise Him and share His Truth with the world daily. May the LORD our God and Father in Heaven help us to stay diligent and obedient and help us to guard our hearts in Him and His Holy Word daily. May He help us to remain faithful and full of excitement to do our duty to Him and for His glorious return and our reunion in Heaven as well as all that awaits us there. May we never forget to thank the LORD our God and our Creator and Father in Heaven for all this and everything He does and has done for us! May we never forget who He is, nor forget who we are in Christ and that God is always with us! What a mighty God we serve! What a Savior this is! What a wonderful LORD, God, Savior and King we have in Jesus Christ! What a loving Father we have found in Almighty God! What a wonderful God we serve! His will be done!

Thanks and glory be to God! Blessed be the name of the LORD! Hallelujah and Amen!

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14th January >> Mass Readings (Except USA)

Second Sunday in Ordinary Time, Cycle B

(Liturgical Colour: Green: B (2))

First Reading 1 Samuel 3:3-10,19 'Speak, Lord, your servant is listening'.

Samuel was lying in the sanctuary of the Lord, where the ark of God was, when the Lord called, ‘Samuel! Samuel!’ He answered, ‘Here I am.’ Then he ran to Eli and said, ‘Here I am, since you called me.’ Eli said, ‘I did not call. Go back and lie down.’ So he went and lay down. Once again the Lord called, ‘Samuel! Samuel!’ Samuel got up and went to Eli and said, ‘Here I am, since you called me.’ He replied, ‘I did not call you, my son; go back and lie down.’ Samuel had as yet no knowledge of the Lord and the word of the Lord had not yet been revealed to him. Once again the Lord called, the third time. He got up and went to Eli and said, ‘Here I am, since you called me.’ Eli then understood that it was the Lord who was calling the boy, and he said to Samuel, ‘Go and lie down, and if someone calls say, “Speak, Lord, your servant is listening.”’ So Samuel went and lay down in his place. The Lord then came and stood by, calling as he had done before, ‘Samuel! Samuel!’ Samuel answered, ‘Speak, Lord, your servant is listening.’

Samuel grew up and the Lord was with him and let no word of his fall to the ground.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 39(40):2,4,7-10