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castilestateofmind · 6 months
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We are as strong as our spiritual foundations. To transcend the decadence of the modern world, we must ascend toward those eternal values ​​that, though rejected, have endured age after age.
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linipik · 2 months
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Shiro with a full sleeve tattoo 💜
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suzienightsky · 6 months
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Dip pen doodle with speedball ink
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mercuryartes · 1 year
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Wakanda Forever Live Art event piece
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hoerbahnblog · 9 months
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Kath-Akademie Aktuell: „Vielschichtige traditio - Thomas Hürlimann und Botho Strauß“ von Jan-Heiner Tück
Prinz Rupis Buchtipps: "DER BÜCHERPRINZ oder: Wie ich Verleger wurde" von Wilhelm Ruprecht Frieling
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]   Kath-Akademie Aktuell: „Vielschichtige traditio – Thomas Hürlimann und Botho Strauß“ von Jan-Heiner Tück Hördauer: 38 Minuten https://literaturradiohoerbahn.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/Kath-Akad-Tueck-Vielschichtige-traditio-upload.mp3 Es ist sicher nicht übertrieben, wenn man konstatiert, dass die Forschung zur christlichen und insbesondere katholischen…
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kajmasterclass · 9 months
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dharomunthe · 1 year
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Sejarah Singkat Doa "Salam Maria"
Doa Salam Maria sepertinya adalah doa yang paling populer dari antara doa-doa lain kepada Maria. Doa ini terdiri atas 2 bagian berbeda: bagian teks Kitab Suci dan bagian permohonan (intercessory). Bagian pertama dikutip dari Injil Lukas dengan menggabungkan kata-kata malaikat Gabriel ketika mengunjungi Maria (Lukas 1:28) dan kata-kata Elizabeth kepada Maria ketika ia melakukan Kunjungan ke rumah…
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electronicneutrino · 1 year
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hello I am newly in love with This Dancer Specifically
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castilestateofmind · 6 months
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"All that is not eternal is eternally out of date".
-C.S. Lewis.
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justinrodgers · 1 year
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Dining Room - Enclosed
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rafiqegosicu · 2 years
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prettyoatmeal · 1 year
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MORE John Price Headcanons While You're Dating
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Part 2 to this!
Since SO many people (like 4) were asking for me to do a part 2, here it is! Enjoy! A/N at the end!
Genre: Fluff! Smut after the buffer.
Summary: Just some more headcanons I've thought of. GN reader, no mentions of Y/N.
Content Warnings: NSFW After buffer.
Masterlist here!
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Big big big big boy.
He's quite muscular, got that meat on him (I mean, hell. Look at those shoulders). This means he needs to buy pretty large sized clothing for himself when he's out shopping.
This also means that they're a perfect size for you, able to very easily slide into a shirt of his and just wear that with how long it is on you.
They're just so comfy and baggy and cover you up so well, they're nice for when you don't feel like wearing something form fitting or if yours are in the wash.
John would definitely approve.
They'd smell like him, like home, how could you not wear them every now and again?
If you asked really nicely, John would get you a personal travel bottle of his cologne to keep on you at all times.
If you two are deployed, then he'd definitely pack a few extra shirts and sweaters of his because he knows you'll want some with you in the barracks. Maybe sleep in them or use them as a pillow case.
Seeing you in his clothes would definitely rile him up, seeing how the shirt gathers around your hips especially would leave a lasting effect on him. Expect his hands to be all over you.
You'd get the same reaction from him from wearing something more form fitting.
Wearing something that hugs your curves and shows off how great you look?
Oh boy.
It would drive him mad.
Would purposefully buy you shirts or those bike shorts in a half size too small and blame it on forgetting your size or being an 'accident' just to watch you try them on and gaze how the fabric squeezes around your chest and thighs.
Would definitely get heart eyes from that.
"John, are you sure this is my size?" as you finally pull the shirt over your chest, feeling how constricting the fabric is.
"Is or isn't, you look divine!"
If you wear a proper compression shirt, he'd probably die on the spot.
please please please please wear one.
No matter how thick or thin you are, he'd love every bit of how you look, and he'd definitely make that well known to you.
Definitely the kind to love playing with your hair, especially if it's long. He'd love braiding it, brushing it, running his fingers through it, literally anything,
Loves feeling how soft it is right after you wash it.
Will probably offer to help you dry it.
"Allow me," typa guy for sure.
He'd also be very big on communication.
He's had a lot of experience and has realised that bottling feelings up and keeping them locked away can only make the situations worse.
If you notice he's particularly upset, would always vent to you (If you're comfy w that of course) just to get how he's feeling out of the way, hoping it won't interfere with anything else.
Not one to pull the silent treatment, in fact, he hates it. If you're the kind to pull the silent treatment, he would egg it out of you one way or another.
"I'm too old for this, spit it out," in the kindest way possible.
He knows how draining it is physically and mentally to keep your emotions to yourself, so he'd always convince you to finally let it all loose.
Please tell him how you're feeling, especially if he's the person you're upset with. It breaks his heart seeing you upset and will 100% do everything in his power to make the situation right again.
The type to get grumpy or emotional when he's sleepy. Sometimes he just needs a soft chest or soft tummy to lay his head on and he'll be out like a light.
If you would let him sleep on top of you, that is. All that muscle would be pretty heavy so unless he knew you could take it, little spoon would do just fine for him.
Yeah, he'd love being little spoon. Loves feeling your arms pulling him deeper into your chest.
John is pretty dominant in a traditional sense, very masculine, a fierce leader, knows exactly what he wants and how he's going to get it, but he's also a massive softie and will do anything and everything to have your full attention when he's in the mood.
Yes, he wants to be little spoon, yes, he will also lead an army of men through a battlefield. They exist.
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He's an ass man, 100%.
Y'know how I said he'll 'accidentally' buy smaller sizes just to see how the material so perfectly forms itself to your curves?
Yeah, this is why.
Will grab and slap your ass at every chance he gets (with your consent, ofc) even in the most innocent of situations.
Whether you're bending down to pick up something you've dropped, over the kitchen counter while pulling something down from the top shelves, or just leaning over the dinner table to wipe it down, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Jolting you forward.
Loves to hear that high pitched, surprised shriek coming from your mouth at the sudden impact of his hand on your behind.
Backshots with him would be crazy, fingers intertwined with your hair, pushing your face into the mattress as he pounds into you from behind.
Doggy or reverse cowgirl would be his favourite positions because he just gets that full view of your ass jiggling with each bounce or each thrust from his hips.
Definitely wouldn't be gentle, but wouldn't be too rough either, that perfect balance.
Maybe a bit rougher when he's desperate or releasing some pent up stress, but all in all, he wouldn't dare to hurt you unless its the very occasionally slap on the ass or thighs.
I feel like it would be out of his comfort zone as well. Seeing how prominent his hand prints can be after spanking, seeing them on your face or anywhere else would probably make him upset during the process.
Spanking would be the furthest he'd go, making sure the skin is red and raw.
Would stop if he notices you're crying. Breaks his heart.
On the contrary, will gladly make you cry with his head between your legs. Feeling how you twitch against his mouth every time he makes you cum brings a smile to his lips.
VERY focused on making you cum first. Very focused on making sure you're comfortable ad satisfied all the way.
Definitely prefers to be dominant in bed, likes having that control.
Daddy kink probably.
He probably wouldn't make too much noise in bed, maybe a few groans and whines. But would for sure be a dirty talker.
"Yeah, that feels good, doesn't it?"
"Sucking daddy's cock- fuck, -so well, Gorgeous.."
"So fucking tight, aint ya. Mmh, fuck, keep squeezing around me like that, Dove."
Will only let out a classic moan for when he cums.
"That's it, gonna fill you up so good- ahh~!"
Surprising at first since he'd never made all that much sound before but the more you know.
Its totally hot though.
King of aftercare, tbh.
Would gladly carry you everywhere after you've become too sore to walk anywhere yourself.
Even if you can walk after a pounding, will still carry you. Gotta be treated like royalty after letting him slam into your holes like that.
Boy, did it feel good.
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I somehow accidentally deleted the first draft of this I made so this turned out a lot shorter than I first wanted it to :(
Also why it took so long lol. I swear, idk why my Tumblr is bugging so much but losing like 2k words after I've worked on it all day literally broke my heart.
Probably don't expect a part 3, but after having a few days to myself, my motivation has defo returned haha.
Goodnight!! <33
Tags: @mind-nine @tapioca-marzipan @underthestarwars @avalkyrieofparis
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cumulo-stratus · 4 months
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A New Years Kiss
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Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!reader
Summary: You and Spencer share a New Years kiss at Rossi's house to celebrate
Warnings: kissing, fluff fluff fluff
A/N: just a little Drabble I wrote at like 2 am on new years <3 hope you enjoy!!
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“You know this is our one year anniversary-” Spencer said with a chuckle, pulling you in by the waist. You chuckled and looked up at him, because Although you were tall- you weren't Spencer Reid tall. 
“It is this time last year I kissed you for the first time- you're a very gentle kisser you know”. Your tone had a joking tone to it, but was still just as loving and caring as you always were when talking to your beloved Spencer. 
The pair were so wrapped up in the world moment together they either didn't hear or chose to ignore the sound of Derek whistling at the intimate moment between the two members of the BAU team. 
Penelope jogged, well more like shuffled over in her 5 inch heels, towards the couple and handed them each a flute of champagne.
There were 5 minutes left till the ball dropped on the tv in the center of the living room of David rossi's house. 
He had pulled out all the stops for the BAU and their friends and family- all were invited. Haley and Jack, JJ and Will, Emily, Derek and Penelope showed up together, and of course you Spencer. The BAU’s Cutest Couple™.   
You pulled Spencer in by the waist , and he leaned his head on your shoulder, the warmth of your neck drew Spencer in, not letting him leave. You just smiled, loving Spencer's docile nature and loving mannerisms. Before you could even realize what was happening a very Emily Penelope Garcia flashed a camera in front of you and Spencer's face, capturing the adorable moment.
“You guys are so cute! Ugh- I wish I had that!” Penelope spoke with a pout, jealous of you and Spencer's cute couple-ly-ness. Penelope's comment elicited a laugh from both you and Spencer. 
The trio was drawn from their conversation by Morgan yelling at them to pay attention, it was New Year's Eve after all. “Kids! Come on we got thirty seconds- their showing the ball drop!” Derek motioned for the trio to come over to the couch while he spoke, urgence in his voice. Penelope decided to sit next to Morgan, and he placed his arm around her neck and she leaned into his shoulder- in classic Garcia and Morgan fashion. 
You however opted to stand in front of your boyfriend, his arms wrapped gently around your waist, holding you tightly against his chest. Spencer was practically a full head taller than you, and because of that he was able to rest his chin on your scalp. 
The group began to Count down together, almost chanting. “5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Years!” Everyone cried out in unison. After the chanting finished, everyone cheered and clinked their glasses of champagne together and took small sips. You Spencer however? You were doing something else entirely. 
As soon as the countdown ended you turned around in Spencer's arms and grabbed his face. You held his cheeks and pressed your lips to his, they were chapped- Spencer lips were always chapped in the winter, and in the summer. At first Spencer was startled, but he soon leaned into it, placing his hands on your cheeks as well. His fingers were cold on your warm cheeks, Spencer had chronic doctor hands- they were always cold. But you didn't mind, as long as your lips remained pressed together. 
It was only when air was absolutely necessary did either one of you pull away. Morgan gave a wolf whistle and you chuckled. Spencer's cheeks just flushed even more red than they'd been before. You leaned back in for one more peck on Spencer's smile, this kiss much more chaste. 
Spencer had a bashful smile on his face when he asked “what was that for?”. You looked at him with a sly smile, before answering “new years” with a shrug and a chuckle. He looked confused for a second before asking “how is that of any significance?”.  You couldn't help but laugh at Spencer's cluelessness of many classic traditions of romance, such as kissing your partner on New Year's Eve. “It's a romantic tradition Spence, couples kiss on New Year's Eve, and I wanted to kiss you-” when you winked, Spencer looked away, blushing profusely.
“Oh,”
“I wanted to kiss you too”
Spencer couldn't look you in the eyes as he spoke, but you could still hear the love and adoration in his voice. 
The End
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hellenicrisis · 6 months
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Does Hellenism have a Holy Book? Or like a Bool with Rules,Customs,Offerings etc?? Kinda like a Bible :>
Hey there, sunshine! ☀️
Hellenic paganism doesn't have one single piece of holy scripture like Abrahamic religions do. Our texts are a little more scattered. We have the Homeric Hymns and the Orphic Hymns, each are a collection of hymns and prayers to the gods. There is also Hesiod's Theogony, an epic 1000+ line poem that details the genealogies of the gods, and also Hesiod's Works and Days, which is more on the subject of morality and farming, but includes good lessons on how to interact with the gods.
You can buy these online in the forms of physical books, but there should also be free pdf versions of them out there, as well as websites that have the entire collection of hymns written out.
As for a text that gives instructions regarding customs and offerings, there isn't one set, singular text that I know of. We learn from historical and archaeological research, from writings like those listed above, and from each other. There are modern books on Hellenic paganism and its practices written by scholars that you could look for. Some are expensive though, and if you do enough digging on the internet yourself, you should be able to come up with some information.
I could teach you a couple basics right now.
1. Be clean when praying
There is a line in Hesiod's Works and Days that reads, "Never pour a libation of sparkling wine to Zeus after dawn with unwashen hands, nor to others of the deathless gods."
This line refers to the custom of washing our hands before giving offerings or libations to the gods. There is a water we make, I think with burnt herbs in it, called khernips that is used to clean our hands. You don't have to use it though (I don't) and simply washing your hands normally works just as well. I believe it also symbolises being generally clean. Being ready for your day and in a good state when presenting yourself to the gods is important, I think.
2. How to pray
Here is a post I found about how to pray in Hellenic paganism. I found it very helpful and I've been pagan for years now, so I think it could help you. (Link)
Also a note, we have a version of "amen" that can be said at the end of prayers, if that sense of closing off makes prayer easier for you. I know it did for me. The word is "khaire", and as I understand it, it means "blessings" or "good wishes". You can say it to someone or to close a prayer.
EDIT: "Khaire" or "khairete" can be used. They both mean "hail" or "farewell" or "blessings". "Khaire" is to address one, and "khairete" is to address a group.
3. Ouranic and chthonic
Quick run down on ouranic and chthonic. Ouranic means celestial, and it is how we refer to gods who live on the surface and in Olympus. These include Zeus, Hera, Apollo, Aphrodite, etc. Chthonic means underground, and it is used to refer to gods who live in the Underworld. These are Hades, Persephone (half the year at least), and Thanatos.
In Ancient times, offerings to ouranic deities were either libations poured to them in a bowl or cup or the smoke of burning food. It is believed that the essence of the food would be carried up to the gods through the smoke. Looking at this in modern day, incense smoke is an excellent offering and we can leave food offerings and libations out on the altar along with a lit candle.
Offerings to chthonic deities usually went in the ground, so that it may be absorbed through the earth and reach the gods in the Underworld that way. Usually libations were poured out on the ground and food offerings buried in a dug hole. If you have a garden or pot plants and your offerings are safe for them then the practice can be replicated that way. I've also seen people use boxes on the altar, putting offerings inside and closing it, symbolising burying it.
Or you can simply treat chthonic deities the same as ouranic deities when giving offerings. Whatever works best for you, but this is what was done traditionally.
4. Read the myths
Read the myths of the gods you wish to worship. You learn a lot and can come to your own conclusions about your worship by learning about their stories and roles in society.
This may all seem like a lot now, and not having one singular piece of decisive scripture can be challenging if you're used to having one, but it does get easier. You'll settle and find your feet. Knowing these things will become second nature, and you will build your own practice based on them. No one's worship looks the same, especially with paganism, and that's as it should be.
Thank you so much for asking, sunshine! So sorry for the long response, but I figured I'd rather leave you with some starting points and things to investigate. Please feel free to send another ask or dm me in future if you have any more questions.
Khaire! ☀️
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glosclean · 7 months
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calicocatsarecute · 2 months
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Hey y’all welcome back to one of fics! It’s lee! Lute ( bc I may be obsessed with her being completely weak to tickles ) enjoy!
Description: Lute is having a bad day. She’s slower and more sloppy in her movements. Adam notices this and decides to give her some “endurance training”.
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Adam’s crew had just finished a section of training. Extermination was in about 8 months. Adam could see that almost everyone was there, everyone except…
“Sorry I’m late sir!”
Think of her and she shall appear. Lute was his best soldier. She was speedy and aggressive. But something was off about her today.
“It’s fine Lute, just hop in when you’re ready.” Adam said still eyeing the uneasy angel.
As training went on Lute seemed even more off somehow. Her limbs were fatigued and her strength wasn’t the same as it usually is. Lute seemed tired even. Adam worries about all of his soldiers but someone as strong as Lute, seeming to crumble under some sort of pressure! It made Adam worry even more.
Soon enough it was time to send everyone back home for the day. But Lute, her expression was saddening to see.
“Hey Lute! Come over here, will ya?”
“Yes sir!” Lute answered and flew over almost immediately.
“What’s wrong with you today? You’re not yourself.” Adam worries deepened as he saw the girl avoid his gaze.
“I-I’m fine sir, really. Just feel a bit sick today.” Lute tried to put on her best smile, but it ended up frumpy.
Adam sighed but he wouldn’t give up until he saw his friend show a real smile.
“Alright well if it’s not a burden for you; would mind staying a bit longer for extra “endurance” training?” Adam had to fight back a smile himself as he said those words.
“Of course I can a bit longer! Please instruct me on what to do.” Lute said, straightening her stance.
“Alright, I need you to lift your arms up.”
Lute did as she was told. Even if she was confused by it.
“Great now, whatever you do, don’t let them go down.” Adam now smirked a bit as his hands crept towards the girl.
“EEK!”
Lute almost brought her arms down to cover her mouth, but she remembered the instructions.
“Sihihir!”
“Yes Lute? You ticklish?” Adam almost laughed along with her.
“Ihihihit tihi- AH! Nohohoho!” Lute giggled helplessly as her ribs were tickled.
“Tickle tickle tickle! Keep those arms up~!” Adam teased.
The man knew all of his soldiers’ weaknesses, almost all of them to tickling. Lute was no exception, tickling always got her giggling and squirmy. Of course all of her terrible spots were told to him by her “special someone”.
“Ahadam, sihihir! Thihis ihisn’t thehe traditio-NAHAHAL!” Lute squealed as her boss brought one of his wings to her ears.
“Looks like that girl of yours was right! This IS a bad spot for ya!” Adam’s grin somehow got bigger. “And, this is a type of training I made specially for you!”
“STAHAHAP STAHAHAP! IHIHI’M BEHETTER IHIHI’M BEHETTER!”
“Alright fine, guess you’ve had enough.”
And with that, Lute was released. She immediately dropped to the ground, cupping her ears.
“Did I go too far?” Adam asked patting his soldier’s back.
Lute shook her head as should stood up. “Guess I’ll see you tomorrow sir.” She said waving goodbye.
“See ya tomorrow Danger T!ts!”
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Lute walked through the door of her front door.
“Is everything alright dear? You’re late.” A voice stated.
“Yes Liz, I’m fine. Adam just wanted to see me smile that’s all.” Lute reassured the girl. “But, did you have to tell him about my ears?”
“Sorry about that! He asked me about them.” She answered back. “But you know I love you, and your sensitive parts!”
Lute sat next to her. “Yeah I know.”
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Sorry for the bit of self-shipping at the end! Anyways hope you all enjoyed this
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