#Vimin

[veeparkersstuff]

"Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop"-Cardan Greenbriar, The Cruel Prince👑

🍷BTS as romantasy characters according to ChatGPT🍷

(Like or reblog, don't repost pls✨️)

[irityanlu]

Странно я себя ощущаю в свете последних событий...

Я Вигукер. Но я не очень люблю Вигукеров 🤫

Причины:

1. Большое половины из них оскорбляют и игнорируют Чимина.

2. Их фантазия выходит за мои пределы.

3. Фейк видео из кучи нарезок, по принципу "видим только то что хотим, а остальное по боку".

Когда я смотрю нарезки таких шипперов, то готова уже и ЗАГС им оплатить и детей их крестить. Но реальность оказывается очень жестока.

Это не означает, что у них нет милых для моих глазах моментов или skin shipping ... Просто из-за их* видео и склеек такие моменты обесцениваются.

(Справедливости ради, скажу, что это касается и Чигукеров, которые точно так же видят то чего нет, там где ничего нет).

Так вот, мои походы в тики-токи или Ютюб доставляют мне и радость для глаз и боль. А всё потому что.... см. выше...🔺

Я себя считала достаточно разумным человеком, который не ведётся на "вот это вот всё"...

И тут, моя разумность подвергается испытаниям..... Тэ-Тэшка у нас оказался любителем девушек специфического коллера ...

Меня это раздражает. По нескольким причинам.

1. Как оказалось, я всё же тешила себя надеждой на "мой шип реален" 😮‍💨

2. Мне не нравится его выбор. Нет, даже не так. Я бы не хотела её видеть ни с кем из группы. Вот до какой степени он�� мне не нравится.

3. Твиттер сошёл с ума и разбился на три лагеря:

А. Ура, наконец то, я же говорила что они реальны. Совет вам, да любофф

Б. Мы взрослые люди и должны уважать выбор парней. Совет вам, да любофф

И естественно, что они активно не любят третий лагерь:

В. Это всё фейк, вигуки форева и 1001 пост в поддержку своих теорий против текущей правды.

А я между прочим с болью в сердце, но практически смирилась. Что поделать, у моего биаса отвратительный вкус ( как по мне) на девушек. Никто не идеален...

[cyberneticloverboy]

01. vimemorin! (vye-mem-or-in) or (vee-mem-or-een)

[pt: vimemorin, pronounced vye-mem-or-in or vee-mem-or-een]

an umbrella centred around roses, stars, eyes, nighttime, and purple. it is generally non-xenine but can be considered xenine, mixed with xenine terms, or presented in a generally xenic way. based off my personal interpretation of c!Ranboo, but it doesn’t have to be related. can be used for anything, not just genders!

other themes that might fall under vimemorin:

books

butterflies

anxiety

memories

the combination of black & white

dark naturalism (link)

etc.

viliber - a vimemorin person. vimemority - the equivalent of femininity/masculinity/etc. vimemorine - the equivalent of feminine/masculine/etc. VIMIN- vimemorin-in-nature. vimolime - gender alignment. vinemian - a vimemorin4vimemorin (viliber4viliber) term for vimemorin people attracted to other vimemorin people. transmemor - transitioning into vimemority. vimolien - a general vimemorin gender. virosa - a vimemorin minor. vinora - a vimemorin adult.

symbol from here (link) coined by felix + help from boo & glow!

taglist!!! @radiomogai @idwl @rwuffles @daybreakthing @boingogender

[her-satanic-wiles]

October 16th

Public Sex, Papa Emeritus II x Reader

Masterlist

Words: 3.3k

Warnings: Public sex; cheating; exhibitionism; power play; abuse of power; forced cucking (so, dubcon); fingering; piv; vaginal sex; unprotected sex; public masturbation; degradation; finger sucking; cum eating?; breeding kink; creampie;

Taglist: @sodoswitchimage @enchantedbunny @bitchywitchygardener @thew0man @sodomiser @the-did-i-ask @copias-sewer-rat @gehrmansbignaturals

🔞 MDNI 🔞

As this is dark fiction, I'm choosing to rate it 21+. Please respect my rating. Thank you.

I went a bit feral with this... please enjoy the depravity.

Papa Emeritus II was, for lack of a better term, a menace to the Ministry. He had always been a bit of a ladies’ man, but upon taking over Papacy from his older brother, he became a pure, unadulterated nightmare. For the most part, he never abused his power. He never threw his title around and stomped his feet every time he couldn’t get something his way. He would always sit back, contemplate, and form a solution even if it wasn’t the ideal outcome. However, he hated most of the Clergy members. Most of the Cardinals that surrounded him, the Bishops, just most of the people who decided that they would try and brown nose their way to Secondo’s position. Or at least into becoming his right-hand man.

The thing about Secondo was, he never had right-hand men. Knew all he needed to know about men given that he was one and, quite frankly, he couldn’t stand them. No, no, Secondo had right-hand women and enbies. Career-driven, powerful women, and enbies that had tempers and formidable demeanours rivalling that of Mt. Vesuvius. To be perfectly honest, his previous right-hand would have made Vesuvius shake to the size of the Viminal Hill in Roma.

Secondo would never sleep with his right-hand and personal team, of course not! And how dare you suggest such a thing? That would be a breach of his power, a total imbalance of the Force. No, no. He would never sleep with them. He would, of course, provide pleasure should they ask for it, though. The man was an open book many had read. A beautiful person teary-eyed and complaining that their spouse wasn’t pleasing them right? Ugh, a plague on their house. As leader of the Satanic Church, where the vulva’s orgasm was the utmost of their priorities by order of the Dark Lord and father, Lucifer, it was his right - no! His duty as Papa to make sure that this person felt loved and appreciated, and so overstimulated they could hardly walk. But that was neither here nor there. It was only his duty after all.

So, needless to say, when sweet, young, distraught you walked into his office in tears, he was beside himself. His favourite Sibling is struggling? No, this can’t happen - not on his watch. You didn’t want to tell him at first for fear of being unprofessional, but Papa was insistent you unburdened yourself. When you explained that you’d caught your partner in bed with another Sibling and he didn’t feel in any way remorseful for what he’d done, Secondo almost hit the roof. He was only able to keep himself calm for your sake. However, once he was no longer seeing red, devising a plan was as simple and easy as taking candy from a baby. Your partner was a piece of shit to you, but he was also just a general piece of shit. He was one of those brown-nosers who was after a higher position in the Ministry. He practically sold you into Secondo’s employment so you could put in a good word with Papa. But you were the kindest, sweetest, most angelic in the Ministry, and Secondo couldn’t quite bring himself to hate or be wary of you. And so now he was hatching his own plan for revenge on your behalf.

There were plenty of things he could have done, but only one thing he wanted to do. One thing that would really send a message. You. And with your consent he did just that. Papa was, unsurprisingly, the best you’d ever had. And every time you two slept together you were reminded of just how awful your partner was and how much you’d been screwed over. And so by welcoming Papa into your bed you were actively disrespecting your partner in a private way. And while it was good enough the first three times, your partner was none the wiser and was certainly not being shamed for it. Revenge is best served cold, but yours had only just entered the fridge.

You didn’t have a plan so much as a spontaneous idea stemming from the perfect situation. The Clergy had a twice-yearly dinner that all the higher members and their partners would attend. Meaning you would be there with him. And you were just as stunning as usual. You chose an emerald, sequin ensemble that made you look divine and flattered your body in such a way all eyes were on you. And this clearly frustrated your partner as when Secondo found you in one of the alcoves you were sobbing again. “He was fucking her in one of the rooms. Sister Imperator informed me. Now she knows, everyone else will.”

Secondo wrapped you into a warm hug and allowed you to cry into his robes. He was a bitter, miserable old man to most, but to those closest to him he was insanely kind and thoughtful. Ruthless and intimidating, but wonderful. “I want to embarrass him.” Secondo told you. “I want to humiliate him the most. Sathanas, if I could, I’d spread you on the dinner table and have my way with you in front of him, and watch him try to keep his cool head in front of the entire Clergy.”

You didn’t know what came over you. You didn’t know why you said what you said, but you looked him in the eye, wiped a tear away and said, “Do it.”

Secondo was clearly taken aback because he asked for clarification.

“I want him to hurt. I want him to suffer. I want you to let everyone know how much of a piece of shit he is. Ostracise him.”

Secondo gulped and looked at you with wide eyes and his hands tightened their grip on your waist. He let out an involuntary groan at the thought and before either of you could change your minds, he took you by the hand and led you back to the dining hall. He waited a second longer just so that you could make sure you looked presentable and like you hadn’t been affected by your partner’s infidelity and you entered the room, disappointed to see he still wasn’t back yet. Secondo had a plan, though, kissed your hand and told you to sit in your seat until your partner came back. Secondo would go back to his.

The power he exuded just walking back to his high backed seat had your thighs rubbing together to relieve the pressure that was building in your core. He sat down, tilted slightly to the right and resting his whole body on the arm rest, with his knees spread apart and anger in his eyes. He was intimidating, almost emanating a black smoke that subtly alerted people to his foul mood and warned them to steer clear. Your eyes were so fixed onto his, you didn’t notice your partner had walked back through the door with his own lover following moments after, until you watched Secondo’s eyes trained onto him and glowering as he came over and placed a chaste kiss to your temple. As subtly as he wanted, Secondo patted his thigh while making eye contact with you, inviting you to come over to your Papa. And you did just that, making excuses to your partner and walking over to Secondo, butterflies fluttering in your stomach in fear but mostly excitement.

Secondo took hold of your hand once more and placed a kiss to the back of it, chivalrously greeting you and welcoming you back into his presence. He decided against making a speech, believing that in this instance actions speak louder than words, and so he delicately grabbed you by the waist and guided you to sit atop his lap, the backs of your knees hooked over the armrest he was leaning on before. Now his hand rested on your thigh, and his thumb was stroking the sequined material there while his eyes gazed up at you. He sat up, stretching his back all the way up so his lips could reach your neck and attached them to your most sensitive spot. He chuckled when your eyes fluttered closed and a breathy moan escaped you. “Straddle me.” He ordered, loud enough for only you to hear.

You obeyed, hiking your outfit to it’s most comfortable position and allowing you to sit comfortably on his lap. People had begun to take notice now, but conversations were still being had. He cupped your face and pulled you down for a kiss, wasting absolutely no time in making it as filthy as he possibly could. Never had Secondo been so brazen as take a Clergy member’s wife into his lap and treat her like a common whore in front of the whole Clergy. The thought alone excited him more than he could possibly say.

His gloved hands came down your hips and grasped onto your ass cheeks, pulling your body closer to him and giving them a rough squeeze. Into his mouth, you moaned, loud enough now for more to start taking notice and conversations to begin dwindling. You barely heard the hushed whispers of people discussing how scandalous it was. But the whispers didn’t stop Secondo from taking one of his hands to his lips and spitting on it. Nor was he deterred from pulling your clothes to give him better access to your core. The only face and voice he was focussed on was yours as his middle finger made contact with your now sensitive clit. The only reaction he gave was when he watched your mouth hang open with the pleasure from the leather. Your face alone was almost enough to make him cum in his robes, but he did everything he could to make sure that the only place he’d cum tonight was inside you.

When you had gotten used to the feeling of his finger on your clit, he once again spat on his finger and used that one to breach your walls, tapping up just as you liked and making you let out a much louder moan. Whoever’s attention you didn’t get, you had now. Your hips began to move on their own in a grinding motion so you could wriggle his fingers deeper into your desperate hole. When he added a second finger, your loud moan was coupled by your back arching and your head falling backwards, allowing you to open your eyes briefly to see the entire Clergy staring back at you. Most had amused faces or disappointed looks, but your eyes flickered over to your partner to witness the look of sheer fury on his beet-red face. There was his spouse, in the lap of Papa Emeritus II, getting her pussy pleasured by him in front of the whole Ministry. You felt your nipples growing hard beneath your clothes at the thought of his embarrassment, and just how much he wanted to stop this but had no authority or power. No one did. Secondo was head of the Satanic church now - he could do what he liked. Which is how you’d both been allowed to go on for as long as you had.

“Papa!” You screamed as he hit a particularly great spot inside of you.

Secondo chuckled. “There?”

“There!”

“Cum for everyone here, principessa. Show them how pretty you look when you cum on Papa’s fingers.”

And oh boy, did you. Secondo’s fingers were playing you like an instrument he’d been playing for years. It was like he knew every single one of your quirks and desires and used them against you while he touched you. The combined eyes of the upper-Clergy and your irate partner’s expression caused you to tip quickly over the edge and cry out as you did so, toes curling and eyes shutting.

Once you’d come down, Secondo guided you to the table where he gently sat you upon it, situating himself in between your open, yet tired, legs. Secondo’s voice sounded again, “Ripple!” He called.

One of his Ghouls came forth instantly and waited for his master’s instructions. “Yes, Papa?”

Secondo’s eyes moved towards your partner and he grinned slightly. “Make sure all the paperwork for Mx. ______’s divorce is prepared. I want her free from that cheating scumbag as quickly as possible.”

“Of course, Papa. Right away.”

Ripple turned and made his exit, and when you watched him go, your eyes locked onto a particular Cardinal whose sinful smirk had caught your attention: Cardinal Terzo Emeritus. He stood, clearly not comfortable seeing what was about to come next, but he shot you a casual salute before picking up his glass of wine and pulling his own squeeze for the night, and his personal Ghoul with him as he walked away. Of course Terzo appreciated this display, it was probably something he’d do himself if he was given the opportunity. Rumours of his own infamous orgies spread like wildfire after every single one - this would normally be right up his alley.

Secondo, still looking at your partner and once your cunt was exposed to Secondo and only him, proceeded to press himself inside you. This animalistic display of dominance was almost too much for you - you were about to go feral over Secondo and the way he was silently daring your partner to do something as you were willingly defiled in front of everyone. The gasps other people made as Secondo was sinking himself into you set your body on fire, and you fell backwards onto the table allowing Papa to see you entirely.

“Are you ready, principessa?” Secondo asked looking down at you.

“Yes! Please fuck me, Papa!”

He gripped onto your soft waist for leverage as he started his movements, snapping in and out of you over and over again and making you scream with each hit. You were, perhaps, going a little overboard with some of the noises you made, but the majority of them were completely involuntary. Secondo’s cock was the best you’d had, and his attention to your body made him an expert in you. He knew you liked it rougher, filthier than most of his previous partners. And now he could add exhibitionism to the list. The way you clenched around him every time you locked eyes with someone new made his own grunts and groans appear.

“Does that feel good, principessa?” Secondo asked, his eyes locked onto your body as it jiggled with the force of his thrusts. “Do you like the Clergy watching your Papa fuck you?”

“Yes!”

“Do you like watching the Clergy touch themselves while your Papa fucks you?”

“Oh fuck!”

Secondo wasn’t lying, there were numerous Cardinals and Archbishops present, rubbing their very obviously hard cocks over their robes as they watched Secondo bury himself deep inside you over and over again. And fuck did it turn you on to see that. Quite a few people had left for reasons you couldn’t ascertain, meaning the people that were left either wanted to remember this whole scene for later, or enjoy it while it was still live. You had noticed that the remainder of Papa’s Ghouls were ushering people out as well, no doubt to give you as much privacy as possible under the strange circumstances.

Your cunt tightened, however, when you locked eyes with your partner once more, laughing deliriously at the look on his face. He couldn’t look away from you whoring yourself out to Papa - like this! While you still looked at him, you let out a loud, obnoxious moan, and set your hands to work. One pinched your nipple and played with it while it was still under the fabric of your outfit, the other moved down to your clitoris and rubbed it matching Secondo’s pace. This earned you an appreciative grunt from him.

While your eyes were still locked onto your partner’s, Secondo spoke again. “Tell me, whose cock is better? Mine or his?”

“Satan! Your c-cock is so much better, Papa!”

“Why, principessa?”

“You’re b-bigger! And you reach deep inside of me. Oh fuck! Papa, you feel so good! You always touch me in places he can’t reach!”

“Poor baby. Did he always leave you unsatisfied?”

“Yes!”

“Could he make you cum?”

“No! E-every time he fucked me I was disappointed!”

“How many times have I had you, principessa?” When you couldn’t answer, Secondo grew impatient. He landed a particularly hard thrust against your cervix that had you screaming. “How many times?”

“Four!”

“How many times have you cum around my cock?”

“Fuck, Papa! I don’t remember.”

“Try harder for me. How many?”

“Maybe - fuck, Papa! T-ten times? Papa, you’re gonna split me in half!”

“Where did we fuck the first time, principessa?”

“On his desk! I’m so close, Papa, please!”

“You’re mine now, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes, Papa!”

“Say it.”

“I’m yours, Papa! I belong to only you now. I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“Cum for me. Show him what he’s been missing out on all this time. Remind him how much of a waste of space he is.”

With one final flick of your wrist, you came undone on Secondo’s cock, your body tensing and locking as you rose off the table. Your breath escaped you and your eyes widened. You couldn’t breathe or see. All you could do was feel. Feel your fingers still working at your clit while Papa continued to ride you in front of the Clergy members that were left behind. He was still going as you came down from your second orgasm. His gloved fingers wrapped around your hands and brought yours to his lips. His tongue flicked out as he took each individual finger into his mouth, sucking off your cum from them and moaning as he did.

“Papa!” You called up to him weakly. “I want you to cum deep in my cunt!”

He took your fingers out of his mouth and grunted in agreement. “You want Papa’s cum?”

“Yes! I want you to fill me up. I want you to fuck me full of your cum and show everyone who I belong to. Remind everyone I’m yours.”

“Knock you up,” he grunted, “do what your failure of a spouse couldn’t.”

“Please, Papa! Cum inside me!”

“Be a good girl for Papa and take it all, won’t you?”

“Yes, Papa!”

“Take it, principessa. Take every fucking drop.”

And with that, it was Papa’s turn to topple over the edge. He stilled inside you and let out a gutteral groan, releasing his seed and filling you just as you asked him to. You’d won. Your partner was completely humiliated, but the cruel beast inside you wanted to take it one extra step. Once Secondo had pulled himself out of you, you sat up and swivelled round on the table, resting your back against him. Papa took this opportunity to kiss your neck and move up to bite your ear, hanging over you protectively and dominant just to further stake his claim to you. You spread your legs once more, and showed your partner exactly what had just transpired. You shot him a smug look as you spread your cunt apart and Secondo’s cum began to drip out of you and onto the table. All of the orgasms Secondo had given you were exquisite, but watching your partner walk out of the dining hall a smaller person than before came as a close second.

Just before he left, Secondo shot him a middle finger that only you were really paying attention to, and it made you giggle. It made Secondo giggle, too. This whole ordeal had been about revenge but it also brought you closer to Secondo - and right now, even though you were still in front of a few people, the whole moment felt very intimate and private. That was when you realised you were falling for him.

Previous Day ⛧ Next Day

[not-goldy]

You are so funny to me. 😅 Because the fact that I can't tell if you are really disowning Tae because of his lack of support for JM or you just joking, and you love him and is all a joke for those that send you ask about the topic. That confusion I have, send me to the floor in every vimin post lol

And I'm totally ready if you respond to this with the most confusing answer I could read lol I can't 😅

I hope he trips and falls today🙂

[valejaloittelija]

toissa viikolla oli hirvee copypaste-puljaaminen töissä ja NYT VASTA opin Vimin rekistereistä????

[silvestromedia]

SAINTS JANUARY 20

St. Alban Bartholomew Roe, 1642 A.D. Missionary and martyr, one of the Forty Martyrs of England and Wales. Alban is believed to have been born in Bury St. Edmund's, England, about 1580. He converted to Catholicism and went to the English College at Douai, where he was dismissed for an infraction of discipline. In 1612 he became ordained Benedictine at Dieulouard, France. From there he was sent to England. In 1615 he was arrested and banished. In 1618 he returned to England and was imprisoned again. This imprisonment lasted until 1623, when the Spanish ambassador obtained his release. In 1625, once again having returned to England to care for Catholics, Alban was arrested for the last time. For seventeen years he remained in prison and was then tried and condemned. Alban was sentenced with Thomas Reynolds, another English martyr. They were hanged, drawn, and quartered at Tyburn on January 21, 1642.

Bl. Thomas Reynolds, 1642 A.D. English martyr. Born Thomas Green at Oxford, he left England and studied at Reims, France, and at Valladolid and Seville in Spain. Ordained in 1592, he went to England but was exiled in 1606. Thomas returned and labored for the faith until his arrest in 1628. He spent fourteen years in prison until he was hanged, drawn, and quartered at Tyburn, with Blessed Alban Bartholomew Roe. Thomas was eighty at the time.

Bl. Edward Stransham, 1586 A.D. English martyr born and educated at Oxford, England. Studying at Douai and Reims, France, Edward was ordained in 1580 and was sent back to England in 1581. He worked in London and Oxford until his arrest. Condemned, Edward was martyred at Tyburn. He was beatified in 1929.

ST. SEBASTIAN, MARTYR, St. Sebastian was commonly invoked as a protector against the plague. According to historical records, he defended the city of Rome against the plague in 680. His association with the plague could be because he survived being shot full of arrows and in pagan belief, pestilence was delivered by arrows shot by the gods above. Jan. 20

POPE ST FABIAN, MARTYR. Fabian was Pope for 14 years. He maintained relations with Eastern Christians, and divided Rome into seven diaconates for the assistance of the poor. Pope Fabian was imprisoned during the Decian persecution and died in 250. He is buried in the catacombs of St Callixtus, and is honoured as a martyr. Jan. 20

St. Brigid, 6th century. Known as St. Brigid of Kilbride, venerated in the diocese of Lismore. St. Brigid of Kildare, one of the patrons of Ireland, visited Kilbride. This Brigid is also known as Briga.

St. Vimin, 6th century. Scottish bishop, supposedly the founder of the monastery of Holywood. In some lists he is called Wynnia or Gwynnin.

St. Lawdog, 6th century. Saint of Wales who has four churches commemorating his memory in the diocese of St. David’s, Wales.

Bl. Cyprian Michael Iwene Tansi, Igbo Nigerian ordained a Roman Catholic priest of the Archdiocese of Onitsha, Nigeria on December 19, 1937. Feastday Jan 20

[despremuzica]

Muzica Romei Antice

TRĂSĂTURI GENERALE https://www.alegsaonline.com/zoom.php?image=Musicians_from_Zliten_mosaic.JPG Istoria Romei începe pe la jumătatea secolului al VII-lea înainte de Hristos, când etruscii ocupă așezările din jurul celor șapte coline (Quirinal, Aventin, Coelius, Viminal, Capitoliu, Palatin, Esquilin) de pe țărmurile Tibrului. Băștinași erau triburile latine și sabine. Timp de un secol se…

[veeparkersstuff]

Happy birthday, Jimin! We love and miss you🤍

(Like or reblog, don't repost pls!🧸)

[danush-wings]

Vimin being Vimin. I love their relationship, true soulmates.

vmin doing vmin things on jeju island 🐻🐥

[jakewienhold]

REVELATION 17: MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH

WHO IS MYSTERY BABYLON?

And call no man your father upon the earth: for one is your Father, which is in heaven Matthew 23:9

Here is wisdom. Let him that has understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is 666 Revelation 13:18

Vicarius Filii Dei (Latin: Vicar or Representative of the Son of God) www.remnantofgod.org/666-CHAR.htm www.remnantofgod.org/666.htm

"Every Reformer, without exception, spoke of the papacy as Antichrist" -R. Allen Anderson, Unfolding the Revelation www.remnantofgod.org/4fathers.htm

ANTI:

to stand in place of

a subtle imposter

wolf in sheep's clothing

not a violent opposer

a gentle confuser

"We hold upon this earth the place of God Almighty." - POPE LEO XIII

"...I will be like the most High." - LUCIFER, ISAIAH 14:14

The Woman on the Beast: www.biblehub.com/kjv/revelation/17.htm

Revelation 17:1 And there came one of the seven angels which had the seven vials, and talked with me, saying unto me, Come hither; I will show you the judgment of the great whore that sits upon many waters: 2 With whom the kings of the earth have committed fornication, and the inhabitants of the earth have been made drunk with the wine of her fornication.

3 So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness: and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns. 4 And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication:

5 And upon her forehead was a name written, MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH. 6 And I saw the woman drunken with the blood of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus: and when I saw her, I wondered with great admiration.

The Mystery Explained

7 And the angel said unto me, Wherefore did you marvel? I will tell you the mystery of the woman, and of the beast that carries her, which has the seven heads and ten horns.

8 The beast that you saw was, and is not; and shall ascend out of the bottomless pit, and go into perdition: and they that dwell on the earth shall wonder, whose names were not written in the book of life from the foundation of the world, when they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is. 9 And here is the mind which has wisdom. The seven heads are seven mountains, on which the woman sits.

The seven hills of Rome are: •Aventine Hill (Latin, Aventinus; Italian, Aventino) •Caelian Hill (Cælius, Celio) •Capitoline Hill (Capitolinus, Campidoglio) •Esquiline Hill (Esquilinus, Esquilino) •Palatine Hill (Palatinus, Palatino) •Quirinal Hill (Quirinalis, Quirinale) •Viminal Hill (Viminalis, Viminale)

10 And there are seven kings: five are fallen, and one is, and the other is not yet come; and when he comes, he must continue a short space. 11 And the beast that was, and is not, even he is the eighth, and is of the seven, and goes into perdition. 12 And the ten horns which you saw are ten kings, which have received no kingdom as yet; but receive power as kings one hour with the beast. 13 These have one mind, and shall give their power and strength unto the beast.

The Victory of the Lamb 14 These shall make war with the Lamb, and the Lamb shall overcome them: for he is Lord of lords, and King of kings: and they that are with him are called, and chosen, and faithful.

15 And he said unto me, The waters which you saw, where the whore sits, are peoples, and multitudes, and nations, and tongues. 16 And the ten horns which you saw upon the beast, these shall hate the whore, and shall make her desolate and naked, and shall eat her flesh, and burn her with fire. 17 For God has put in their hearts to fulfil his will, and to agree, and give their kingdom unto the beast, until the words of God shall be fulfilled. 18 And the woman which you saw is that great city, which reigns over the kings of the earth.

1 Timothy 4: Warnings against False Teachers 1 Now the Spirit speaks expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits, and doctrines of devils; 2 Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron; 3 Forbidding to marry, and commanding to abstain from meats, which God has created to be received with thanksgiving of them which believe and know the truth. 4 For every creature of God is good, and nothing to be refused, if it be received with thanksgiving: 5 For it is sanctified by the word of God and prayer.

"And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that you be not partakers of her sins, and that you receive not of her plagues" - Revelation 18:4 Related Links: www.remnantofgod.org/romeadmits.htm www.remnantofgod.org/passion.htm www.remnantofgod.org/kjvpreface.htm www.remnantofgod.org/littlehorn.htm www.remnantofgod.org/whoreofbabylon.htm www.remnantofgod.org/images/IGC/pagan-rcc.htm www.remnantofgod.org/beastword.htm www.remnantofgod.org/manofsin.htm www.remnantofgod.org/VaticanSocialist.htm www.remnantofgod.org/climatechange.htm www.remnantofgod.org/freespeech.htm www.remnantofgod.org/kon.htm www.remnantofgod.org/godmary.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Notmary.htm www.remnantofgod.org/ossuray.htm www.remnantofgod.org/10-rcc.htm www.remnantofgod.org/idols.htm www.remnantofgod.org/6SIGNS.htm www.remnantofgod.org/sola-scriptura.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Confess.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Baptism.htm www.remnantofgod.org/WithHim.htm www.remnantofgod.org/host-tail.htm www.remnantofgod.org/transubstantiation.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Virgin.htm www.remnantofgod.org/rosary.htm www.remnantofgod.org/evilqueen.htm www.remnantofgod.org/ccd.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Purgatory.htm www.remnantofgod.org/anti-jesus.htm www.remnantofgod.org/blackpope.htm www.remnantofgod.org/pope1.htm www.remnantofgod.org/jp2.htm www.remnantofgod.org/ratzinger.htm www.remnantofgod.org/francis.htm www.remnantofgod.org/skullandbones.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Strossmayer.htm www.remnantofgod.org/PopeWarrant.htm www.remnantofgod.org/paganism.htm www.remnantofgod.org/sister1.htm www.remnantofgod.org/NaziRCC.htm www.remnantofgod.org/ustashe.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Foxe.htm www.remnantofgod.org/evilewtn.htm www.remnantofgod.org/jes-oth.htm www.remnantofgod.org/rccsex.htm www.remnantofgod.org/Revelation18.23.htm www.remnantofgod.org/bn040920.htm www.remnantofgod.org/vatican.htm www.remnantofgod.org/maT.htm www.remnantofgod.org/pix/RCCPIX.htm www.remnantofgod.org/RCC-AIDS.htm www.remnantofgod.org/chrislam.htm www.remnantofgod.org/PopeKoran.htm www.remnantofgod.org/salute.htm www.biblestudytools.com/history/foxs-book-of-martyrs/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish_Inquisition https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inquisition https://www.romancatholicism.com/ www.letusreason.org/rcdir.htm https://safeguardyoursoul.com/catholicism-ecumenism/ www.revelationtimelinedecoded.com/revelation-17-the-harlo… www.end-times-prophecy.org/the-whore-of-babylon.html www.jesus-is-savior.com/False%20Religions/Roman%20Catholi…

[not-goldy]

Jimin told Tae to not make promises he won't keep at his Vicnic. He said Tae wouldn't do another Vmin song & so far he was right (unless this is why Tae released Fri(end)s since he did say he would release another song like Friends. He said Tae wouldn't do running man and he was right. He said Tae wouldn't come to his fan meet when Tae said he wanted to come and he was right. So he does know him well. Then again Tae told us he was suppose to meet Jimin to work out and Jimin canceled. He said Jimin was suppose to meet him at the airport and Jimin didn't & Jimin even said they kept facetiming about meeting up but didn't. Maybe all the jokes about Face being partly about Tae and Layover partly about Jimin, might not be jokes since for some reason these two like to make songs about their bond. Funny, during Face Vmin were definitely not Vmining, which is kind of an angry album, says piss off its over, but during Layover, which is an apology album they certainly were vimining. Layover is also asking someone to come back in his life, saying he's sorry, saying don't say its over, saying come before he has to leave and its too late, he has things to say. Maybe that's why its been a bit of tension with them on and off all chapter 2. Maybe Tae did want to have some conversations before they left and separated and it was too late. And well, Jimin did suddenly show up after months of silence and next thing they're in Jeju with Tae sticking to him and saying he's hurt cause of him, but then serenading him at his concert and singing his soulmate song and then he releases Fri(end)s. I'm just saying it might be more complicated than we think, but I don't think JK or any other member is the problem.

My Vmin heart💔💔💔💔💔💔😞

[purpuravm]

This scared me so much! Vimin your are so cruel, I just want y/n to scape :(

lovesick (IX)

— pairing: yandere ot7 x (f) reader — word count: 11.4k — warnings: yandere, stalking, obsessive behaviour, dissociation/panic attacks, mild dub-con (character trying to force a kiss), other content that may be triggering. — summary: You dreamed of the day you would get your very own soulmark. Though, you didn’t expect to wake up to a searing hurt in your arm, the phantom pain of your shoulder being dislocated and your forearm fractured. As if dealing with the worst possible soulmark ever wasn’t bad enough, you also have to come to terms with the fact that you’re being stalked. When the letters and gifts you receive begin to escalate and the police offers no help, you have no other option than to figure out who’s behind it yourself – and hopefully before it’s too late. — amazing cover by @leithold​!

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You pull a chunky sweater – Namjoon’s, you think – over your head, the thick wool settling heavily on your shoulders. It makes you want to crawl out of your own skin whenever you have to wear their clothes. You don’t have much of a choice, though, unless you want to freeze your ass off.

They thankfully had enough forethought to bring some of your clothes with them the night they broke into your apartment, but the majority of it isn’t warm enough to fend off the dropping temperatures in the cabin. You may be many things, but stupid is not one of them. You know it wasn’t an accident that your warmest clothes were left behind.

You pick at the sweater, frowning, as you nip at it with your nails. You know it’s childish to ruin their things but it’s truly the only way you can act out without foiling your plans. Screaming at them won’t help you one bit and you need some form of outlet for your anger. By the time they pick up on all the tiny holes in their clothes, you’ll hopefully be long gone.

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[irityanlu]

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[silvestromedia]

SAINTS JANUARY 20

St. Alban Bartholomew Roe, 1642 A.D. Missionary and martyr, one of the Forty Martyrs of England and Wales. Alban is believed to have been born in Bury St. Edmund's, England, about 1580. He converted to Catholicism and went to the English College at Douai, where he was dismissed for an infraction of discipline. In 1612 he became ordained Benedictine at Dieulouard, France. From there he was sent to England. In 1615 he was arrested and banished. In 1618 he returned to England and was imprisoned again. This imprisonment lasted until 1623, when the Spanish ambassador obtained his release. In 1625, once again having returned to England to care for Catholics, Alban was arrested for the last time. For seventeen years he remained in prison and was then tried and condemned. Alban was sentenced with Thomas Reynolds, another English martyr. They were hanged, drawn, and quartered at Tyburn on January 21, 1642.

Bl. Thomas Reynolds, 1642 A.D. English martyr. Born Thomas Green at Oxford, he left England and studied at Reims, France, and at Valladolid and Seville in Spain. Ordained in 1592, he went to England but was exiled in 1606. Thomas returned and labored for the faith until his arrest in 1628. He spent fourteen years in prison until he was hanged, drawn, and quartered at Tyburn, with Blessed Alban Bartholomew Roe. Thomas was eighty at the time.

Bl. Edward Stransham, 1586 A.D. English martyr born and educated at Oxford, England. Studying at Douai and Reims, France, Edward was ordained in 1580 and was sent back to England in 1581. He worked in London and Oxford until his arrest. Condemned, Edward was martyred at Tyburn. He was beatified in 1929.

ST. SEBASTIAN, MARTYR, St. Sebastian was commonly invoked as a protector against the plague. According to historical records, he defended the city of Rome against the plague in 680. His association with the plague could be because he survived being shot full of arrows and in pagan belief, pestilence was delivered by arrows shot by the gods above. Jan. 20

POPE ST FABIAN, MARTYR. Fabian was Pope for 14 years. He maintained relations with Eastern Christians, and divided Rome into seven diaconates for the assistance of the poor. Pope Fabian was imprisoned during the Decian persecution and died in 250. He is buried in the catacombs of St Callixtus, and is honoured as a martyr. Jan. 20

St. Brigid, 6th century. Known as St. Brigid of Kilbride, venerated in the diocese of Lismore. St. Brigid of Kildare, one of the patrons of Ireland, visited Kilbride. This Brigid is also known as Briga.

St. Vimin, 6th century. Scottish bishop, supposedly the founder of the monastery of Holywood. In some lists he is called Wynnia or Gwynnin.

St. Lawdog, 6th century. Saint of Wales who has four churches commemorating his memory in the diocese of St. David’s, Wales.

Bl. Cyprian Michael Iwene Tansi,Igbo Nigerian ordained a Roman Catholic priest of the Archdiocese of Onitsha, Nigeria on December 19, 1937. Feastday Jan 20

[jacky93sims]

Full Picnic Basket Decoration for The Sims 2

I know it's plenty of picnic basket for this game but i find difficult to find one with food in it. Finally I see this one from Leosims and I decided to convert it.

It's a deco cc, you will find it in Deco-Miscellaneous for 54 simoleon.

Enjoy!

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