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bullet-prooflove · 2 months ago
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Jubal Valentine + pencil, shirt, hair
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Tagging: @kmc1989 @trublu2u @darqchilddaydreamz @evee87 @delightfulheroshoeflap
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There’s something about you in one of his shirts that drives Jubal a little crazy. He’s not sure if it’s the way you wear nothing underneath, save for a pair of black panties, the fact he can see the dark silhouette of your nipples through the fabric or it’s because you wearing his shirt is a stark reminder that you’re his, that you’ll always be his.
Today though it’s a problem because you’re currently in the JOC liaising between his team and Remy’s and Jubal, he can’t take his eyes off you because you’re wearing his blue shirt, the one that makes your eyes spark just right when he presses you into the mattress.
You’d gotten in early this morning from Pennsylvania, there had been no time to stop at home for a change of clothes, so you’d grabbed a quick shower in the locker room downstairs, borrowed his spare shirt instead.  Your hair is still damp, tied back into a mess bun as you stand in front of the screens listening to Remy talk, the pencil you’re holding tapping almost manically against your arm.
“What do you think Jubal?” You ask, your voice breaking through his thoughts, bringing him back to room.
“You know what I think.” He bats back at you, crossing his arms over his chest because this, this is exactly why the two of you don’t work together anymore. You’re a distraction, a beautiful, wild one that managed to capture his heart all those years ago.
“I do.” You say with a knowing look and he feels the heat start to raise in his cheeks. “I really do.”
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depengu · 1 year ago
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Jubal my cat
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cowboysource · 1 year ago
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JUBAL (1956)
dir. Delmer Daves
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dovebugxoxo · 4 months ago
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Jubal (left) and Connor (right) are some characters that I have been putting together and I have been really enjoying their vibes so far. I have really wanted to make a duo inspired by Sleep Token's "Euclid" for -- well. Since I first heard it, actually. But I am happy that I waited this long for inspiration to hit, because ... man. Thanks to these two, I finally have an organization that has been causing issues in a lot of my settings/campaigns/stories -- and I really wanna elaborate further, sometime. Jubal is a vessel/mouthpiece for the gods, a cleric of sorts? And Connor is a paladin but he has decided that all of the pain and nonsense that Jubal has been going through is, uh ... well. It's not worth it. It's not fair. It's not right. A little spiciness under the cut.
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They are, in fact, slowly threatening to take over my whole noodle.
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infinitedungas · 1 year ago
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had a crack at doodling some characters from my never ending gaslamp fantasy project. don't hate how these turned out actually
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ilovepandw · 5 months ago
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The New Testament Instructions for the Use of Music in Worship
Today’s Christians are under a strong delusion believing that church worship music is what is being played in many Christian’s airways are the musical praises to Almighty God. Before you can argue with that statement, let’s read the Bible for acceptable references for musical worship. We are now living in this new direction, but many are still worshipping under the laws of Moses. “For Christ is…
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numbersbythebook · 6 months ago
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Jubal & Jabal
by Will Schumacher
Per my last post on Genesis 4, I believe the line of Cain is the history of the line of Judah and thus the history of Christ.
Jubal and Jabal are sons of Lamech by Adah. I believe they are a type of the 6000 year church, jew and gentile. They are mentioned in the following verse:
Genesis 4:20-21 And Adah bare Jabal: he was the father of such as dwell in tents, and of such as have cattle. 21 And his brother's name was Jubal: he was the father of all such as handle the harp and organ.
Per my prior post, Adah =”adorn”. It is from Strong’s H5710. The bride of Christ is adorned with jewels in the Old Testament (Jerusalem) and the New Testament (New Jerusalem).
Jabal “dwells in tents”. This is the same word as “tabernacle” He dwells in the tabernacle of God. Jubal handles the harp and organ. What art the saints playing in the tabernacle of God in the book of Revelation, harps:
Genesis 4:20 about Jabal has a gematria of 1556. Jubal is Strong’s H3106.
Strong’s H1556 =”roll”. The first three times it is used in the Bible it is used in Genesis 29:
Genesis 29:3 And thither were all the flocks gathered: and they rolled the stone from the well's mouth, and watered the sheep, and put the stone again upon the well's mouth in his place.
Genesis 29:8 And they said, We cannot, until all the flocks be gathered together, and till they roll the stone from the well's mouth; then we water the sheep.
Genesis 29:10 And it came to pass, when Jacob saw Rachel the daughter of Laban his mother's brother, and the sheep of Laban his mother's brother, that Jacob went near, and rolled the stone from the well's mouth, and watered the flock of Laban his mother's brother.
Genesis 29:8 also has a gematria of 3106, matching the Strong’s number of Jubal. That seems noteworthy to have the numbers of Jubal and Jabal tied to one verse. It is as if the the Holy Spirit is saying Jabal and Jubal are represented by these sheep who are watered when the great stone is rolled from the mouth of the well.
Genesis 29 repeatedly emphasizes the importance of the stone being “rolled” away by mentioning it 3 times. Also it is called a “great stone”:
Genesis 29:2 And he looked, and behold a well in the field, and, lo, there were three flocks of sheep lying by it; for out of that well they watered the flocks: and a great stone was upon the well's mouth.
The main story of the Bible is Christ. The stone that was “rolled” away from Christ’s tomb was also called a “great stone”.
Matthew 27:60 And laid it in his own new tomb, which he had hewn out in the rock: and he rolled a great stone to the door of the sepulchre, and departed:
Mark 16:4 And when they looked, they saw that the stone was rolled away: for it was very great.
Jacob rolling away the great stone from the well is a type of Jesus rolling away the stone from His tomb.
Jesus says He is the well of water at “Jacob’s well” when he meets the Samaritan women:
John 4 :14 But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.
The sheep that are watered by Jacob when he rolls away the great stone is a type of Christ dying for our sins and conquering death signified by the rolling away of the great stone at His tomb. He is the well of water that waters His flock. Jabal and Jubal are a type of the flock/the church.
Further, Jabal not only dwells in tents/the tabernacle of God, he also has cattle.
Genesis 4:20 And Adah bare Jabal: he was the father of such as dwell in tents, and of such as have cattle.
Strong’s H4735 =”cattle”. It’s root is interestingly is Strong’s H7069, which is the same root of Cain. It’s definition is something purchased or possessed in relation to livestock. In the Old Testament times of Abraham it represented your wealth:
Genesis 13:2 And Abram was very rich in cattle, in silver, and in gold.
The church is very “rich” also through Christ and His rolling away of the great stone:
Ephesians 1:7 In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;
Ephesians 3:8 Unto me, who am less than the least of all saints, is this grace given, that I should preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ;
Lastly, Genesis 4:21 has a gematria of 1657:
Genesis 4:21 And his brother's name was Jubal: he was the father of all such as handle the harp and organ.
The number 1657 is kind of a hidden number. Most bible students readily identify the number 1656 with the flood and Noah’s ark since the flood came 1656 years from creation. The flood lasted 1 year and 10 days. The year 1657 form creation would then represent the salvation, safety and protection in the ark and the new creation.
Strong’s H1657 = Goshen. This is where the Israelites lived and were protected while God brought the plagues upon Egypt just as Noah and his family were protected in the ark while the plague of the flood was brought upon the ungodly world. Likewise, the church is now spiritually protected by God, and when He pours out His wrath we will also be physically protected by God.
Verse 1657 is about the deliverance of Israel from Egypt. We will be delivered from this world at His coming:
Exodus 6:1 Then the Lord said unto Moses, Now shalt thou see what I will do to Pharaoh: for with a strong hand shall he let them go, and with a strong hand shall he drive them out of his land.
Noah’s ark was covered inside and out with pitch.
Genesis 6:14 Make thee an ark of gopher wood; rooms shalt thou make in the ark, and shalt pitch it within and without with pitch.
Strong’s H3722 =”pitch”. It also means “atonement”, and is its’ root. As in Christ made an atonement for our sins and for the day of atonement, Tishri 10:
Tishri 10, the day of atonement, is a jubilee and ye shall proclaim liberty:
Leviticus 25:10 And ye shall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof: it shall be a jubile unto you; and ye shall return every man unto his possession, and ye shall return every man unto his family.
Jubal and Jabal share the same root as the Jubilee (Strong’s H3104).
Strong’s G1657 =”liberty” also just as the jubilee, the root of Jabal and Jubal, means liberty. First use:
Romans 8:21 Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God.
We have been given liberty and we wait for our final liberty at His coming.
Lastly for the cherry on top, verse 1657 from the end of the Bible is the first mention of the book of life in the New Testament:
Philippians 4:3 And I intreat thee also, true yokefellow, help those women which laboured with me in the gospel, with Clement also, and with other my fellowlabourers, whose names are in the book of life.
Jubal was the father of those who play the harp with a gematria of 1657. The first time the harp is mentioned in the book of Revelation is when Jesus takes the 7 sealed book in His hands, which I believe 100% is the Book of Life. The 24 elders are the church just as Jubal and Jabal are:
Revelation 5:8 And when he had taken the book, the four beasts and four and twenty elders fell down before the Lamb, having every one of them harps, and golden vials full of odours, which are the prayers of saints.
The numbers are so perfect. Jubal and Jabal are a type of the church living in the tabernacle of God, possessing great spiritual wealth, and live to praise God for His goodness and works, because He has redeemed us. Glory be to God.
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signodocaos · 1 year ago
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Ao Despertar da Paixão (Jubal, 1956, Delmer Daves)
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bastart13 · 9 days ago
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Rewatching Spy x Family inspired me to draw the Love & Legends cast in some snazzy outfits
Also! Since I got a new laptop, I can finally record speedpaints again!
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zillace · 5 months ago
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6 years of FBI
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bullet-prooflove · 1 year ago
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Two Days - Jubal Valentine x Reader
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Tagging: @darqchilddaydreamz @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @oureternalbond 
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It starts with a kiss, a simple brush of the lips during an undercover operation.
A way of solidifying your cover as his favourite girl so that the johns keep their hands off you. You may be attending a sex party, but Jubal makes sure that they all know his woman is off limits. He sticks to your side like glue, his hand on your lower back as he guides you into the room.
There’s a couple of judges here, a few ADAs. You recognise a senator who shows a little too much of an interest in you. Jubal steps in when things get a little too handsy, reminding the politician that you’re his and only his, he’s not a man who likes to share.
Jubal's hand threads through your hair, tugging just a little as he draws you close. It’s possessive, just the way it’s meant to be. In that moment you both fall into that role, he’s the man that owns you and you’re the girl that’s so crazy in love with him that you’d do anything he asked.
It’s sensual the way he kisses you, his mouth claiming yours, his body firm and unrelenting. You can feel the heat radiating through his shirt and it makes you want to run your fingers underneathe it.
“She can’t get enough, can you baby?” he teases, his dark eyes heated as he tips your chin up. “Let me discuss some business and then I’ll take care of you.”
It’s not real, you remind yourself as he draws you into his lap. His warm palm comes to rest upon your thigh, his thumb ghosting along the hem of your dress. His goatee grazes the curve of your shoulder, his lips following suit, his breath ghosting along your skin.
When the raid goes down everything shifts, you both slip back into the consummate professionals you’ve always been. You put your FBI windbreakers and it’s like the whole thing never happened.
It’s in the locker room afterwards you find yourself alone with him. You’re hanging up that dress, your fingers toying with the fabric as you think about Jubal’s hands on you, how good it felt to be touched like that. He doesn’t say anything as he sits down on the bench, you close your locker before taking a seat alongside of him.
“We need to talk about that kiss.” He says quietly, rubbing his hands together.
“I know it was just for a role.” You tell him, your shoulder brushing his. “We don’t need to make it something it’s not.”
“What if…” He pauses before he forces out the words. “What if I wanted to?”
You tilt your head towards him, and he sees the question in your features before he gestures between the two of you.
“There’s always been this thing between the two of us. We’ve never been able to act on it but you’re transferring in a couple of days and I…” he trails off for a minute as he searches for the words, the edges of his mouth tipping up into a smile. “That kiss was really something, something I want to explore and I’m kinda hoping you do too.”
“I can’t stop thinking about it,” You admit, your cheeks flush pink as you recall his fingertips trailing under the hem of your dress, the pattern they doodled across your skin. “I want more from you, I want…”
You can’t bring yourself to say it, but Jubal knows, you see it in the way he looks at you, the heat in his gaze. You know when you get home tonight the first thing, you’re doing is getting a cold shower or entertaining yourself in bed.
“Two more days.” He tells you with a hint of promise in his voice.
Your hand comes to rest on his, your fingers entwining as you smile up at him.
“Only two more days.”
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crimeshow-junkie · 1 month ago
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Favorite Coffee Spot
Jubal Valentine x Reader
Summary: Meet cute, fluff
Word Count: 1,717
this is my first ever posted fic. much love if anyone reads <3
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The first time you saw him, in your favorite coffee spot, you literally bumped right into him.
You were grabbing something from the shop's fridge section & as you whipped around to head to the counter you landed face-first into this man’s chest. With such a velocity you started to lose balance. He grabbed your arms to steady you.
You started to register what happened, you took several steps back and looked up at this man you'd just accidentally assaulted.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry,” he looks you right in the eyes with a tiny smirk. He chuckled ever so softly.
"It's okay, really! I'm just glad your yogurt survived the collision." You reregistered the container in your hand and looked back up, feeling your cheeks heat a little. This man was stunning. You stopped your eyes from wandering and returned a soft smile to his now toothy grin.
"Me too, this is my lunch," you wave the container in the air, "Sorry, again. Have a nice day," you say as you step around him.
"You as well," he says with another soft smile and a nod, as you move a bit quicker to be out from his gaze which made you blush the whole time you paid.
You couldn't help taking one more glance as you walked out the door.
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The second time you saw him, in your favorite coffee spot, was only a few days after the first. As you walked in, you spotted him immediately.
His attention turned to you, at the chime of the shop door. When his eyes met yours, you immediately turned your attention back reaching the counter to order.
As you waited your turn, then waited for your drink, you could feel his gaze on you.
Out of your peripheral, you still made out his features. Short brown hair, salt and pepper goatee. A navy button-up, sans a few buttons at the collar and sleeves rolled at the wrists.
"Ice Caramel latte for y/n." Snapping back to reality, you grabbed the coffee and made your way out of the shop.
But not without a tiny glance toward the man. His eyes met yours and he gave the most kneebuckling smile.
Productivity at work was unsuccessful, to say the least.
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The third time you saw him, in your favorite coffee shop, he was already in line; you thought you'd recognize that stature anywhere.
You got in line behind him. He turned in your direction and his face changed. A smirk appeared, with the slightest nod.
Your face flushed. You're so fucked.
You focused on deciding what drink to order. He ordered and stepped away.
You placed your order and started to pull out your card when the cashier informed you that your order had already been paid for. The puzzled look you gave caused her to glance toward the seating to your left.
You turned and were faced with the man’s back again.
Before you could overthink it, you decided to be a little bold.
“Thanks for buying my coffee,” you say as you come to face him, “It’s the only way I’m going to get through this workday.”
“Of course. Happy to help,” he says with a chuckle.
You smiled and headed toward another table when he spoke. “Would you like to sit for a minute…” he trails off. He’s nervous, “with, uh, me?”
You flushed yet again. “I’d love to,” you say, taking a seat. He was about to speak when “double-shot macchiato for Jubal” was called.
“Ah, that’s me. Just a sec,” he says with a smile.
You fidgeted your fingers as he came back to the table. “Your name is Jubal?” you question.
He chuckled as he sat back down. “Uh yeah, it’s uh…” he looks up almost sheepishly.
“It’s nice. I like it. Jubal.”
“Well, thanks.” He chuckled. This man had dimples for days.
“It’s nice to meet you, Jubal. My name is-,” you’re cut off as the barista calls your name.
“Your name is Y/N?” he asks.
“Yeah, it is,” you say with a laugh.
You start out of your seat when Jubal says, “Let me grab it for you.”
You noticed an earbud in his ear as he got up this time.
You thanked him as he sat your drink down. As he sits, you inquire, “Do you work around here?”
“Uh, no, I live nearby. Kind of my new spot before going to work.”
“Cool! The same for me, actually.”
“Really?” he says. “What do you do for work?”
“I’m on a marketing team for a finance company.” He smiled.
“And what do you do for work?”
“I, um, actually work for the FBI,” he says with a tilt of the head.
“Wait, really?” you grin, “Can I see your badge?” You blushed so hard as you asked.
He chuckled as he dug into his pocket. He displayed the badge for you and your mouth dropped open.
“No way! That’s so fucking cool.” You both chuckled. It was actually really fucking hot, but you didn’t say that part out loud.
“If you say so,” he says with a laugh. There was a glance at his phone then his watch. His smile fell just a tad.
“I, uh, actually gotta run,” he waves his phone a bit and looked apologetic.
“Of course. It was nice to meet you, Jubal. Thank you for the coffee.”
“Any time, Y/N,” he flashes that dimpled smile and lays down a card as he stands to put on his coat. “That’s uh, my number. I’d love to buy you another cup of coffee sometime.” You both smiled before he took off.
You fiddled with the card all day long.
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All day, he was as focused as he needed to be, but he couldn’t help but think about your hair, your eyes, your smile. Even amongst all the ugly that the job had shown today.
As the day started to wind down in the JOC, he found himself wishing he had got your number. No texts when he checked his phone really had him regretting not being just a few minutes late today.
“Goodnight, Jubal,” says Maggie, as she and Scola head out.
“Yeah, night guys,” he says distracted as he checks his phone again. This time there was a message.
Hi, Jubal. It’s Y/N. The coffee sure helped my day drag on less than normal. I hope your day was good.
He gathered his last couple of things, he started for the elevators.
He couldn’t wait for another coffee run-in. He called your number.
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You hyperventilated a bit after you sent Jubal a text. It took some strong moral support from your BFF on a very lengthy call with lots of squealing.
Your phone started buzzing in your hand. “Oh my god, Rachel! He’s calling.”
“Answer it you dumbass,” she says and immediately hangs up.
“Hello,” you say as you answer the call.
“Hi Y/N it’s Jubal.”
“Yes, I know that Jubal,” he laughs, and it sounds like music to your ears, “Are you okay?” you question.
“Oh, yeah, I, uh, I’m fine. Just a tough day at work. Kinda wanted to hear your voice again.”
Butterflies was an understatement for how that made your stomach feel. We just met and he called me after a bad day at work.
“Oh, Jubal! I’m sorry today was rough. Is there anything I could do to help?”
“No, no, not necessary. Still have to get some food before I call it a night,” he pauses, “You wouldn’t happen to be hungry, would you?” You were shocked and blushed immediately.
“I actually am. How did you know?” you tease. The mood already started to lighten.
“Can I pick you up, in say, 30 minutes?”
“Sure, I’ll text you my address.” A big breath seemed to escape him on his side of the call.
“Be there soon,” he says, his voice sounding stronger now. Less weight to his words.
You were already overthinking what to wear.
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Based on the exhaustion you heard in Jubal’s voice over the phone, you decided casual but cute is the best way to go.
Additionally, you were around minute 22 of 30 till Jubal would pick you up and half your closet was now thrown all over your bed.
You were on minute 29 and were triple-adjusting your hair in the mirror when your phone rang.
“Hey, Jubal,” there is unpalpable excitement in your voice.
“Hey, I’m pulling onto your street. Take your time, I’ll be parked outside.”
“I’m ready. I’ll be down in one second.” The excitement turned to nerves as you grabbed your things and headed out the door.
“Okay, I’m right out front in a navy sedan.”
“I’ll see you in just a second,” you giggle, not knowing what else to say. “Bye,” you say as quickly as you hang up.
As you stepped outside, he came around the car and opened the passenger door for you.
“Why, thank you Jubal,” he smiles so big you can see his dimples in the dark of the evening.
You looked at him as he climbed into his seat, and he found your eyes after he turned the ignition.
“Hey,” he says.
You giggle and reply with a, “Hi.” You knew you were already blushing.
He was so close this time, you could smell hints of his cologne and aftershave.
“There’s a diner a little bit from here. Is that alright?”
“Sounds delicious.” He chuckles and starts onto the road.
It had been about two minutes of quiet and you felt bad for not knowing what to say.
“Sorry for not being too conversational right now. Work felt really long today.” He was gripping the wheel a bit.
“I’m happy just to keep you company tonight, Jubal,” you turn to him.
“Yeah?” he turns to you and his eyes glimmer a little.
“Absolutely,” you smile softly.
His grip on the wheel loosened and landed in his lap, then adjusted again to rest on the center console.
You felt a pull in the air. You reached for his hand and pulled it onto your knee. He squeezed your hand in return.
His thumb ever so softly rubbed your hand in his the rest of the way.
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cursed-40k-thoughts · 1 year ago
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The Centenary Chapter Masters Convention is held in the most boring corporate hotel on Terra. What goes down?
Dante goes to bed at 8pm sharp, citing the importance of a good sleep. Helbrecht calls him an old fogey. Dante punches Helbrecht in the kidneys so hard one of them disintegrates. He then goes to bed. Marneus and Dessian nod sagely at this violently concise dedication to punctuality. Asterion and Gabriel laugh and point as Helbrecht curls up on the floor holding his stomach.
Tu’shan has taken all of the mini-fridges from the rooms and arranged them into a bar. He’s using the contents of them to make flaming drinks for everyone (he smuggled a butane torch in). He has to gently hand some of them under the “bar”, in the recessed parts of the fridges, because Shrike is lurking there.
Jubal and Tyberos are on a couch off to the side. They’re actually having a very pleasant, quiet conversation about the best way to clean servomotors.
Kardan Stronos is glaring at them from the corner for daring to have a discussion on servomotors without him. A Custodian is glaring at Kardan from the doorway for daring to besmirch holy Terra with his dour expressions.
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dovebugxoxo · 3 months ago
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I did finally map out Jubal's markings because they are super important to his character design. This is him without the collar he always wears but still, you get it. You get the idea.
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I really wanna do little comics about him and Connor but they will have to wait a bit. I gotta focus on Promise Me, first!! Still, I love drawing them and I may have woken up today and immediately written a small thing containing them. Will I post it? We do not know.
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spencelle-secret · 8 months ago
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my babies :')
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ilovepandw · 10 months ago
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Stop This Madness: There Are Too Many Christians Following Secular Music Artists
Why follow the world and their standards for life? If you do, you will truly die spiritually, without hope in this world, and surely be a slave to sin. This article isn’t an expression for condemnation, but a warning to change your thoughts and habits. As Believers in Christ Jesus, we are NOT to follow the principles or standards of the secular worldview. Music is here to stay, and is only a…
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