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valentine-cafe · 3 months ago

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. ˚◞♡ the seven deadly sins : demon boyfriend x gn reader◞ ₊˚

. ˚◞ ꒰ jìngyí verseless x gn reader ꒱ demon x reader, alchemist x reader, necromancer x reader, cw: suggestive content, talks of sex, steamy at end ⊹ ۪ ࣪

𖹭. your demon boyfriend explains and demonstrates how he can be all seven deadly sins

“I can be all seven sins.”

“and how might you do that?”

the demon smiles. lowers his brow and sight to the grimoire at his fingertips. he graces the parchment in such a delicate manner. an unspoken promise for how his hands might graze your flesh.

his former customer. his newest apprentice. oh, what a pretty thing you are to his maroon eye.

and to a demon, a pretty thing is a thing to keep.

“I can be pride. proud to sink my teeth into your flesh and have you bear my mark. proud to have you quiver, and shake and call my name out like a fervent prayer. like the ever devout follower. to melt beneath a single touch -” he traces along a paragraph with a dark nail. “proud to call you mine. and mine alone.”

from around the table he reaches. the flick of a finger draws the gold chain from around your neck. now it drapes from his two fingers. paired with the slew of rings that litter his right hand.

“I can be greed. want you to myself. all of you. every inch of your skin. beneath me - on me - all around me. your every breath, every beat of your heart. the very essence of your soul. to be the air you breathe, the only thing you see - touch - feel - want.”

his grip tightens around the necklace. slitted pupils only seem to constrict further. he turns the jewellery around in the light of a candle a few times. his head tilts, and one of his horns catch in the glimmery of gold.

“this is new.” he notes. “not your style either. who gifted it?”

shivers run along your shoulders and down your back. warmed only by the flicker of a few candle flames. what is the use of lying to a demon?

“a friend.”

“hmm.” jìngyí murmurs. a clink echoes the room as he drops the necklace without care. “just my point. I can be envy. want you all for myself. for me alone. wish for your eyes to be on mine. your hands on mine. your lips - your very being. on me. envy those that so much as glance at you. wish for your utmost loyalty and dedication. I can take it should you deny it. wrath is not out of my nature.”

he swipes the jewellery back into his hold. dangles it over a flame and tilts his head. his brow twitches at the melting of the chain.

“fake.” his tongue clicks. his grip tightens. “oh wrath indeed I can reign. on those that dare take your splendour and beauty for granted. on those who so much as wish to touch a hair on your head. on whomever is foolish enough to try. on those that adore you. those that dare to try.”

it melts in the palm of his hand and he wipes it off on a cloth. if only to scrunch the cloth in his palm and disintegrate it into thin air.

as if to sate his palette he snatches one of the pomegranates from a fruit bowl up ahead. without hesitation both of his thumbs dig into the centre and split it open. he feasts on the seeds with such grace, yet such -

“gluttony. my dear, do you not see?” he speaks after swallowing. barely a glance is sent your way. “how I can indulge.” the half-eaten pomegranate is offered to you and you accept with gratitude. “how I might indulge you. with trinkets and treasures and all that you might set eye on. with pleasures, and prims. all that you might desire. for to indulge in you is a temptation I am not above. to indulge in your sweetness. your touch - your body - your presence.”

his eyes rake over you. hungry. as though he has not already eaten.

“your eyes.” you murmur.

“what do you see?” he questions.

when did you get in front of him? when did you find your back at the threat of being pressed against his table?

“lust.”

the demon grins. his hands dip to your hips. your waist. they trail patterns you can only shiver from. tell tales you cannot wait to hear as his fingers trace along the hem of your pants. a tease. a promise.

his lips descend your neck and he almost groans at the sounds you spill. poetry, is what he will only describe them as. poetry - as though the lyrics that befell his lips only moments ago are nothing in comparison to the way you drape your arms over him. to the sweetness of your flesh that he tastes along the front of your throat.

yet as his skilled hands begin their next task at removing you clothes - you halt. hitch in breath and bring your hands to his shoulders. stop him.

“wait,” you breathe and his half-lidded eyes are on you immediately. a few questions. you spout immediately. “what of sloth?”

jìngyí grins. his pearly fangs catch in the light of the candles. his cold lips ghost yours.

“are you surprised that a demon is a liar?”

you raise your brows. and he answers, as always. but not before a kiss to your lips that has you gasping and your knees trembling. the sheer power of his magic overwhelms you. the throb between your legs is sated with a slot of his between them.

his mouth lowers to your ear. “do you not hear my heart? how can I possibly feel sloth when I have your pretty little self beneath me, my dear?”

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20-th-centurygirl · 2 years ago

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champion

mason mount x fem!reader

warnings: language, smut, fluff (the usual)

summary: showing Mason how proud you are about his England call up

a/n: this was super rushed because I wanted to get it out the day the squad was announced <3

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Edit: this was written before I knew his injury meant he's out the squad 🫣 I'm not gonna delete it bc i like it so this can be set a few years ago instead 🤭

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

The moment you found out Mason had his call up for England you were determined to show him how proud you were of him. You immediately ran to quickly shower before putting on Mason's favorite underwear set you owned, a chelsea blue lacy thong and bra, it was simple but that was how Mason liked it. As soon as he was home you kissed him almost aggressively, all your pride being poured into the kiss.

Soon enough he was sprawled out on your shared bed whining and whimpering for you to keep going and you hollowed your mouth around him, fondling his balls with one hand and scratching his thigh with your other as his hands tightly gripped your hair

"Fuck don't stop. You're so good." He whined out, bucking his hips up to meet your heads movements. You pulled off to stroke him as you caught your breath. You looked up at him, finding it amusing at his clear struggle to maintain eye contact with you. "My champion, always. You make me so proud everyday Mase." He whimpered at your praise, one of his hands finding your free one. "I love you Mason". You leaned up to press a soft kiss to his lips before lowering your head and taking him in your mouth again, elicting loud moans from him. You could tell he was getting close by the way he twitched in your mouth and gripped your hand a little tighter. "Fuck 'm so close. Don't stop please don't stop." You went faster, peering up at him and the sight of you batting your eyelashes innocently while your mouth made the most sinful gagging noises and made Mason feel indescribably good made his eyes roll back as he finished in your mouth, his stomach tensing and heaving as he did. You swallowed all of him before you pressed a few small kisses on his tip, causing him to let out a loud whimper before you moved up and kissed him.

"Seriously Mase, I'm so proud of you. You deserve everything and more." You stroked his cheek as he got his breath back, him smiling softly at you. He'd had a rough time the past few weeks so seeing him so happy again warmed your heart. "Thank you. I love you so much." It was your turn to have a grin that was ear to ear before you leaned in and kissed him, biting on his lip softly to deepen the kiss.

Once you heard him moan into the kiss you knew you had the green light. You moved on top of him, straddling him as his hands went to the clasp of your bra, desperately trying to get it off. "Mase, I'm not going anywhere calm down." You giggled as you took it off yourself before kissing him again, grinding on him at an agonisingly slow pace. His fingers tugged at the lacy thong you were wearing, signalling he wanted that off too. You lifted your hips slightly to take it off before continuing your actions, both of you moaning loudly as there was no fabric in the way. "No please don't tease me" he whined, you smirked at him "I only just made you cum? So whipped for me aren't you Mase?" He whined, "Yes I am. You said tonight was about me." He pouted, and you kissed his pout away "I did say that, it is. What do you wanna do now baby?"

He moved to sit up against the headboard before gesturing for you to get on top, something which you were more than happy to do. You both moaned out in unison as you lowered yourself onto him. His hands immediately wrapped around your waist as he guided you up and down. You wrapped your arms around his neck, desperately trying to maintain eye contact. "fuck Mase, you feel so good. Always making me feel so good." Your head fell back and Mason's mouth went straight to your neck, sucking and biting every inch of skin he could get to as his hands gripped your waist tight. His mouth travelled down to your chest, littering your boobs in faint hickies. They were one of his favorite places to give you hickies because only he would get to see them, and he was obsessed with your boobs so to him it was a win-win. He took one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue and groaning around it. "Mase I'm gonna cum." You let out a squeal and he gently bit your nipple before moving his face to yours, noses touching. "Me too babe, come on, let go for me." He bucked his hips up desperately, now chasing his own high aswell as getting you to yours as his thumb rubbed your clit. It took seconds for you to clench around him, your nails leaving crescent shapes on his shoulders as your legs shook violently, moaning out his name like it was the only word you knew. This triggered Mason's orgasm, his whimpers muffled against your neck as his fingers left red marks on your waist.

You slumped onto his, both of you panting. "I love you." Mason whispered as he kissed your forehead. Your squeezed his waist lightly "I love you too" you moved off him, both of you lying on your sided facing eachother. You poked his nose gently with your finger "I'm so proud. Always so proud." "I can tell." He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before pulling the duvet over the two of you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your forehead.

You gently scratched his forearm with your nails, earning hums of appreciation from Mason as eyes fell shut. "Mase?' He hummed in response, still not opening his eyes. "Look at me please?" He opened his eyes, one raised out of curiosity. "Everything okay?" "Yeah, I just wanted to know how you feel. I know you were worried about the call up and I didn't really give you a chance to talk when you got home, I just jumped on you." Mason sniggered at this "well I'm not complaining. I'm happy, I was really worried because of what's going on with Chelsea but I'm happy I've got the call up, and that I've got you with me for another international tournament. I love you. For the way you love me and always support me." The way he spoke with such sincerity melted your heart. "I will always love and support you darling, and I'm happy you know that." You brought a hand up to stroke his cheek and Mason kissed the palm of your hand. He rested his chin on your head as he pulled you fully into his bare chest. You pressed a small kiss to it "night Mase, I love you." He kissed your hair in response "night love, I love you too, forever."

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pinestripe37 · 27 days ago

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Never Thought I Would Be A Believer

✝️Jesus-cember Day 1✝️

(Prompt: Never Thought I Would Be a Believer)

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I still remember Back when I never Could have thought I'd ever come to where I am.

Yet You've lifted me in Your Hand So so far from down where I began.

Proud unbeliever chasing doubts, Set on denying You. Rolling my lie-blinded eyes At every notion of the Truth. And I was Loved by You- The Christ who died for me when I was yet in sin and unbelief. My stubborn heart of stone drawn close, softened, already treasured, Loved mercifully long before it let you in.

Back then I never would have thought that I'd believe. Blind to how wonderful the Truth truly is! I didn't choose this faith and this love and beauty... But You've chosen me.

I never thought I would be a believer But before I ever thought of You You thought of me.

Dear Christ, I never would have guessed You'd choose to come into my life Redemption so Gracious: a life that I was wasting Was the life You chose to Save.

I saw the world as void when really I was never alone. But I guess the dark had made me blind And Your Light shone all along!

Before this heart loved You, God You first loved me. When I was still a sinner, Christ You died for me. When I was still a doubter Your Arm reached to teach and draw me- You have Saved me, You have called me to believe!

I never thought I would be a believer- It's true that pride is a deceiver.

When I look back I remember that yes, I once was lost But now I'm found!

I remember struggling to escape the choking chains of doubt. Caught in a dim place of desolation, Struggling weakly, barely hoping to get out.

Oh I was Staring at the ceiling Rehearsing every reason to remember You're real...

Knowing I needed assurance But feeling so unable to feel.

Desperate to be a believer, I never thought that faith would come so easy

I believe, Lord, Hallelujah! You've helped me with my unbelief!

How could I'd hoped that I'd be a believer? Now it's clear that doubt is a deceiver.

You broke the chains, I'm finally free! My Savior You've delivered me from unbelief.

Isn't it always like this...

I mocked and scoffed, Spewed irreverence, Denied the fact that You exist-

Yet when I was broken, When I was desperate, God's Gracious Hand reached down To gently rescue.

Healing the heart that had broken itself with its own deceit, The very God I'd disrespected, lovingly restoring me: And that's Your Mercy, Great and full of Grace.

Even broken by my sin, I was always Yours to mend. And Lord You've made me a believer. I'd been hurt by doubt and the deceiver But You bind my wounds with faith.

I still remember there've been deep and dark times I never thought I would survive... Yet Your Care brought me here, restored me And now I see the future You have always had for me!

I never thought I'd make it through But I've been carried, I've been healed It was all thanks to You.

Living the miracle of Jesus' Healing Grace. I now see You're Real. You perfectly heal, Every heart that cries out You make it new.

So many things I thought I'd never do, But with patient conviction God has taught me to. When I couldn't see through the fog of my apprehension My Shepherd led me through! Even in times when all that I had felt was weakness, Christ's Hand provides strength for every step of each believer, And He strengthened me.

I never knew How much I needed You Now I realize You've been keeping me in all I do. My very heartbeat, breath, and Life is thanks to You. Father I now know I'm Your creation! I've been Yours all along.

I never thought I'd love to live in meek humility and peace... Having wasted half my life Trudging in stubbornness and pride- I never realized it was so bitter.

But the Fruit of the Spirit, It took one taste To love goodness and kindness so sweet. I suddenly see the beauty In every mercy.

From a hardened heart I have been redeemed. Indeed the flesh is a deceiver Yet Your Spirit set me free!

I've wasted time not even thinking to believe or grace receive, But Lord, the years locusts and doubts eat, You redeem! And with Jesus now I truly live, in perfect fullness. I never knew my cup was empty 'till You made it overflow!

I never had imagined it's so good to live in love. I never knew such Joy existed! This Faith, it rises so so far above My brightest dream. I hadn't hoped I'd be this lifted As I am In the Hands of God.

So to those who think they never will be a believer: There was I time I never thought I'd have faith either. I could relate, I've lived those very doubts, for I once walked exactly there But here I am now... So blessed. Now looking back I see the best was yet ahead! And there is no denying Christ is Risen from the dead. I can attest as once-an-unbeliever That saying "Yes!" to Jesus Was the one step I could never regret.

I may have never thought I would believe, but now I've met Him, He's embraced me, with Perfect Love and Grace so real! I've lived to see, Faith changes everything- In brilliant ways I never thought were possible! (And it's beautiful...)

I am a believer I'm redeemed, I had sat doubting in the pit I'd dug, But God pulled me out!

I never thought I would be a believer But I've been Saved by Grace through Faith from the deceiver.

I never thought faith would be my life... I think back, then look Up and Rejoice! I am Home now! Such love has been poured out...

I was called out from the darkness to the Light. Rescued by the God I had denied And now I'm walking, living with the One I used to doubt- Graciously He pulled me out.

Oh Christ You came and all things beautifully changed. I never imagined that I'd live this life of faith- My faith's a gift that's freely given, The Life You Saved!

When I failed to praise Yours, You called me by name. When I wandered in sin, Your Love stayed the same. I was faithless- You were Faithful!

You were right there through every moment that I wasted You were real throughout my unbelief You were Love the whole time- When doubt had me too blind to see You Your Gracious Gaze saw me.

Never thought I would be a believer- Now all that I can say is, Thank You Jesus!

Thanks to Your Rescue, my Lord, I believe! Following You, I'm finally free! Leaving shadows of doubt forever behind Walking by Faith, I'm no longer blind For Yours is the Path to Life. You make me see the beauty of Your Light.

Finally aware of Your Presence I know You're real. Lord You have blessed me with the Joy doubts tried to steal.

I never thought I would be a believer... I never thought I'd live this lavish live. But hopelessness was a deceiver- Lord, You have lifted me to Light!

Dear God I never thought I would be a believer... Yet You never in Your Grace gave up on me. You showed such mercy to an unbeliever. It's all Your Gift that finally I believe.

Never thought I would be a believer Now forever Saved through Faith By God's Awesome Grace!

#So excited to write for God's Glory in this event!! :D #Ex-atheist #Christianity #Christian Faith #atheism #agnosticism #doubt #pride #testimony #Salvation #Praise Jesus <3 #Poetry #original poem #Jesuscember writing event #Jesuscember 2024 #Pine writes 📝#Salt and Light

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anjels001 · 7 months ago

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Secrets of Devildom: Pride Demons (Part 1)

Those who have read the theory of the 7 Og and the cycle of life (thank you @sparkbeast20 for the cooperation) know that there are many gaps in the annon, and many of the events that occurred in the annon are not explained, and/or left implicit without any context.

For those following these moments of theory, you may notice that I have been talking a lot about the demonic classes, their "history," and culture before, during, and after the fall of the brothers, focusing most of these moments on philosophical/mythological debates, pointing out plot points that few would see and understand.

Well, we have already talked about 6 of the seven sin classes, namely Greed, Lust, Sloth, Gluttony, Wrath, and Envy.

In the shadowy corridors of Devildom, where envy boils and desire twists, there exists a sin that transcends all others—a sin that has spawned legends and shattered them equally. Sit back in your chairs and fasten your seatbelts because today...

….(insert supernatural intro)…

...we will talk about Pride

But before starting this moment of theory, I ask you, dear reader, to keep an open mind for this moment, and if you want to point out any flaws, or if I am forgetting something, remember that this is just a theoretical post. I won't be upset if you want to add something to this conversation; I just ask that you reblog and tag me so that we can exchange theories on the subject. As with all theories about demonic classes, I will start with the famous question: what do we know about Pride? Pride is a concept widely explored by philosophers throughout history and analyzed from different perspectives.

One of these perspectives describes pride as an excessive love for oneself, characterized by an individual who considers themselves self-sufficient and admires their works, wishing for others to share this same elevated view. Descartes, in his book “The Passions of the Soul,” considered pride a vice, arguing that those with an unjustified high opinion of themselves do not possess true generosity.

The views of famous philosophers on pride offer valuable insights. Socrates, for example, focused on human relationships and reflection on one's thinking. Cicero, on the other hand, warned about the dangers of excessive pride leading to arrogance, considering it one of the most unpleasant forms of human behavior.

Nietzsche, a 19th-century German philosopher, saw arrogance as a manifestation of resentment and weakness, questioning traditional morality and exploring human nature profoundly and provocatively. Therefore, these different philosophical perspectives enrich our understanding of pride and its impact on human life. In philosophy, the concept of arrogance is often addressed in the context of ethics and morality. Arrogance is associated with a morally reprehensible attitude of excessive pride, arrogance, and disrespect for others. This idea is frequently explored in philosophical and religious traditions.

Moral philosophy also examines how this attitude can influence human behavior, interpersonal relationships, and the pursuit of virtue. In many philosophical traditions, overcoming arrogance is seen as a path to moral and spiritual development. In the Christian tradition, arrogance is considered a cardinal sin and is associated with excessive presumption and elevated self-esteem that goes beyond the limits of humility. Psychology identifies two definitions of the types of pride: positive, known as self-esteem and self-confidence, and negative, called arrogance.

Proud people often face internal conflicts resulting from traumatic experiences or parental neglect. These experiences can lead to a desperate search for compensation for failures or negative behaviors, revealing the significant influence of the family environment on the formation of pride and its psychological repercussions. They exhibit signs of control and resistance to external help, demonstrating a reluctance to acknowledge their weaknesses or seek support from others, which evidences a tendency towards excessive control and self-imposed independence.

In the annals of demonology, Lucifer remains the quintessential embodiment of arrogance. His wings, once resplendent, now bear the weight of his disobedience. His eyes, once aflame with celestial fire, now burn with the remnants of rebellion. His fall from grace was not just a descent—it was a seismic rupture that shook the very foundations of existence. Pride is a valuable currency in Devildom. We observe that this emotion is a powerful engine for narrative and character development. Lucifer, as the Avatar of Pride, embodies the constant struggle between self-confidence and arrogance, between self-acceptance and self-alienation. This duality is visible not only in his actions but also in his interactions with other demons and with the humans who cross his path.

Lucifer’s psychology is marked by profound internal conflict. His celestial fall, resulting from his pride, created not only a physical separation from the divine but also an emotional and spiritual fracture. This traumatic event shaped his view of himself and the world around him, creating a cycle of self-affirmation and self-destruction. Pride, in this context, is not just a characteristic but an armor he uses to protect himself from his vulnerability.

Lucifer’s relationship with wrath is particularly intriguing. Pride, as the father of wrath, manifests whenever he feels his authority questioned or his dignity threatened. This exacerbated emotion reveals his deepest insecurities and his struggle to maintain control. Lucifer’s wrath is not just a reaction to frustration but a defense against the fear of being seen as weak or fallible. This dynamic between pride and wrath is a constant dance that defines his complex personality.

The concept of the "virus of pride," as mentioned by Pope Francis, is an apt metaphor to describe how this emotion can spread and infect all aspects of a person’s life. The mind and heart of someone "infected" end up being consumed by this emotion, distorting their perception of reality and leading them to make decisions with catastrophic consequences. Pride, in this sense, is both a destructive force and a reflection of the human desire to transcend one’s limits.

The exploration of pride in the canon of the game “Obey Me!” offers a unique view of how this emotion can be both a source of greatness and a trap. Lucifer, in his quest for redemption, represents the eternal struggle to balance self-confidence with humility. His journey is a reflection of what it means to be human, with all its weaknesses and strengths. Pride, ultimately, is a lens through which we can better understand the motivations and dilemmas that define our existence.

The relationship between pride and other sins, such as envy and lust, also deserves attention. In Devildom, these sins do not exist in isolation but interact in complex ways to create an intricate fabric of emotions and actions. Pride can fuel envy, leading to competition and conflict. Similarly, lust can be an expression of excessive pride, a search for validation through conquest. Understanding these interactions is essential to decipher the characters’ motivations and the power dynamics in Devildom.

It is no surprise that the circle of pride is considered the penultimate level, the first and last line of the tomb of kings, which I will explain in the next post. Comparing it with the other circles of hell, we will see that although it has less "territory," the circle of pride is considered the most luxurious and densely packed with magic than the others. The circle of pride is one of the main pillars, if not the main one, that keeps the structure of the whole kingdom intact. This realm has multiple space-time pockets that contain small kingdoms and fiefs that constantly conflict with each other due to their pride and instinct of superiority. It is there that much of the Devildom nobility lives and where the original Castle of the Demon King was founded before the prince decided to place an imitation on the surface to 'play with the lower castes.'

From the perspective of demonic history and tradition, including the brothers is quite controversial. These brothers lacked any ancestral lineage or demonic pedigree. To the noble demons, the brothers were seen as mere mongrels that their prince had picked up on a whim and would soon tire of and discard. Despite being named the Avatar of Pride and possessing the keys to the castle of the Lord of Pride, Lucifer's predecessor had not removed all the traps or imbued the castle with Lucifer's essence as the new lord. On paper, Lucifer was recognized as the Lord of Pride, but in practical terms, he lacked access to the deepest secrets held by the former lord. It took him thousands of years of struggle and hard work to achieve what he did, and even then, he did not possess all the necessary information. This also explains why the brothers lived in a haunted mansion on what was known as the "ground floor" of the demonic realm instead of a castle at its pinnacle.

Lucifer’s story is a warning about the dangers of excessive pride, like the myth of Icarus where Daedalus warns his son not to fly too close to the sun or too close to the waves of the sea, but also a celebration of resilience and the capacity to seek redemption. His fall is not just a punishment but an opportunity for reflection and growth. In “Obey Me!” we see how Lucifer navigates these turbulent waters, facing his demons while trying to guide and protect his brothers. His leadership, despite his flaws, is a testament to his strength and determination.

In the end, Lucifer’s journey leads us to question our attitudes towards pride. To what extent are we driven by healthy self-confidence, and when do we cross the line into arrogance? How can we balance our desire for personal achievement with the need to maintain humility and respect for others? These are questions we all face, and Lucifer’s story offers a powerful lens through which to examine them.

For those who want to know more about this specific series in this theoretical series, just search my page #Secrets of Devildom or go to Obey-me masterlist

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gsstories · 6 months ago

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I don’t like church

I never liked church as a kid because it was cold, boring and long as Hell. One day, we stopped going and never went for years and I was actually happy with that. Recently, my mom for some reason decided to go back there on Sundays and I had to tag along. I’m more patient now so I don’t really care about how long it takes because now I know it’s only like 2 hours long. Still cold but it’s fine, I have a jacket. Still boring but I manage. What I now dislike about the church we go to happened today.

While listening to the sermon, the LGBTQ+ community topic came up. For that bit, I paid attention and I was highly disappointed. The priest spoke about how the homosexuals and lesbians needed to be saved, how they would not be saved if they kept going like this, and more bullshit. I was surprised, I had never heard such things come from the priest’s mouth before. I hated that. He even said ‘There are politicians who claim they are Christians but support them!’ and I am sitting there thinking ‘Gee, what a tragedy!’ I couldn’t look him in the eye when he shook my hand after it was over.

I have witnessed jokes about the community, nothing bad, just poking a lil bit of fun, actually funny. But this was just disappointing. When did love become a bad thing? How the hell does a community that loves the same gender or love more than one affect you? If God really loves everyone, which includes liars and thieves, then why would he not love those who love in different ways?

I am not religious at all but I believe in God to an extent. I am bisexual and most likely on the ace spectrum. Does that mean I am not to be saved if I don’t repent for my ‘sins’, aka conform to society’s heteronormative views? Am I really going to burn in Hell because I am not following the so called rules you find in the Bible? The first time I heard such slander and it came from a priest who is so respected. What a joke.

Religion disappoints me but I know not everyone is like this. If you are seeing this, know that you are valid no matter what. No matter your gender, sexuality, anything, you are still loved and acknowledged. To be loved is to be accepted and embraced, to be protected and saved. Happy end of pride to everyone. Stay proud, stay safe.

#vent post #vent #pride 2024 #happy pride 🌈#love wins #happy pride month #pride month #lgbtq #lgbt pride #trans pride #gay pride #pan pride #bisexual pride #lesbian pride #love is love #stay proud #lgbt #lgbtqia #lgbtq community

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cadybear420 · 5 months ago

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NSFW (and some SFW) Incorrect Quotes: Cadybear's Couples Edition

Inspired by @choicesmc's post and @thosehallowedhalls' post. Quote generator is here.

(Disclaimer, some quotes will be slightly altered from how they appear in the generator)

This is also gonna be a long post because I milked the shit out of the generator to try and see all prompts possible

High School Story: OG Trilogy

Aiden, looking through his clothes: Has anyone seen my top?

Michael: Evie's in the kitchen.

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Evie: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Aiden is? Because Aiden is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

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Aiden: *sucking on a popsicle*

Michael: Pfft, you practicing for when Evie gets here?

Aiden: *takes a huge ass bite out of the popsicle*

Michael: *Concern*

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Aiden: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn’t anyone around to help you? What if it’s congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

Evie: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out on bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

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Evie: "What are you into?" is such a broad question, like do I reply with a TV series or choking?

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Evie: Crushes are the worst. Whenever I’m near mine, I start acting stupid.

Aiden: You always act stupid.

Aiden:

Aiden: Wait...

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Aiden: I know every song to ever exist it doesn't matter if it's from the past, present or the future.

Evie: Oh yeah? Then continue this.

Evie: I don't cook I don't clean-

Aiden: So let me tell you how I got this ring.

Both: .....

Both: GOBBLE ME, SWALLOW ME-

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Aiden: I am not a whore, and, not that I’ve done the math, but, if I were, I’d be the super classy kind that gets flown to Dubai to stay in an underwater hotel.

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Evie: It’s called hentai and it is art!

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Aiden: Hey, wanna take a shower with me?

Evie: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shoot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

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Myra: That shirt looks great, Aiden.

Aiden: Thanks.

Myra: But I bet it would look even better on Evie's floor.

Evie: Are you hitting on Aiden... for me?

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Alan: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.

Emma: Wow, I've gotta hear this.

Alan: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.

Maria: You forgot pride.

Alan: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

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Maria: Make her pussy wet not her eyes.

Caleb: Make his dick hard not his life.

Michael: Break her bed not her heart.

Evie: Play with his boobs not his feelings.

Aiden: Get on her dick not her nerves.

Emma: Always salt your pasta while boiling it.

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Evie: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Aiden: Roses, why?

Evie:

Aiden: Were you going to get me flowers?

Evie:

Aiden:

Evie: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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Aiden: Is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Michael: What’s up your ass this morning!?

Evie: *walks in* ...Hey.

Michael: Hmm… nevermind.

Aiden: WAIT NO!

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Evie: How is the most beautiful person in the world?

Aiden: *blushing* I—

Michael, butting into the conversation: Maria is perfect, thanks for asking.

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Aiden: I spy with my little eye something that begins with the letter “s”.

Evie: *looks over at Michael and Maria*

Evie: Is it “sexual tension”?

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Aiden: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?

Evie: It was autocorrect.

Aiden: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?

Evie: Yes.

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Alan: Look, do I consider myself attractive? Yes. But would I have sex with my clone? Also yes.

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Aiden: Priest kink is definitely a thing and I am afflicted by it.

Maria: Go to church.

Maria: WAIT-

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Maria: We should be partners.

Michael: You mean like, partners in crime?

Maria: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

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Evie: I’ve never asked someone out. How do you even do it?

Michael: Oh, what I do is, I look them up and down and I say: “Hey… how you doin’?”

Aiden, scoffing: Oh, please.

Evie, to Aiden: Hey, how you doin’?

Aiden:

Aiden: *giggles and blushes*

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Evie: Hey Maria, wanna third wheel on my date with Aiden tomorrow?

Maria: Sure.

Evie: Michael! Wanna third wheel on my date with Aiden tomorrow?

Michael: Yeah

Evie: Great! I've always wanted to go on a double date!

Maria & Michael: ...

Aiden: Evie...

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Evie: Wow, Aiden, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.

Aiden: We literally slept together yesterday.

Evie: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Aiden: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration*

Evie: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table?

Aiden: I—

Aiden: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

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Alan, staring upwards: So, Maria broke up with me… haha…

Aiden: Why are you looking up?

Alan: I need to cry, but my foundation was 48 dollars!

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Emma: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Michael:

Michael: I'm gonna tell her.

Maria: Don't you dare.

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*Maria and Michael flirting with each other yet again*

Evie: And you two are sure you're not dating?

Michael: 100%.

Maria: Of course not! Why would you think that?

Evie: I wonder why that possibility would even cross my mind, Maria. I fucking wonder.

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Emma, sweating: Alan, there’s something I need to ask you-

Alan: Finally! You’re proposing!

Emma: How’d you know?

Alan: Emma, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

Alan: I even picked it up once.

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Evie: Well, remember when Aiden made a romantic dinner for me?

Michael: Evie, he microwaved you a pizza.

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Violet: Michael is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?

Maria: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Koh: Tackle them!

Sakura: Dump them.

Wes: Kick them in the shin!

Violet: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

High School Story: Class Act

Cher: Well, Ajay and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Cher: That's right... We kissed!

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Ajay: How do you tell someone that you wanna have sex with them in a polite way?

Skye: "Excuse me Ms. Lee, would you give me the honours of indulging in sexual activities with you?"

Rory: What the fuck is wrong with you two?

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Ajay: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it.

Cher: What- how?

Ajay: You’d be like “Come to bed… Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

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Skye: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Lilith a little bit.

Cher, holding Skye's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation.

Skye: No, that's our joint tombstone.

Cher: My mistake.

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Ajay: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Cher: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

Ajay: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Skye, on a walkie talkie: This is Skye, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

HSS: Prime

Jordan: How do I ask Julian out?

Ezra: Roses are red, violets are blue, guess what, my bed has room for two.

Jordan: No!

Wes: Twinkle twinkle little star, we can do it in a car.

Jordan: Stop!

Sakura: Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily I can make you scream.

Jordan: I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory.

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Koh: I sleep with a gun under my pillow.

Wes: I sleep with a knife.

Jordan: Both of you are pathetic.

Koh: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?

Jordan: Julian.

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Jordan: I’m so happy, I could kiss you!

Julian: Um...Neat.

*later*

Julian, lying face down on his bed: I said “Neat,” Nishan. Who the fuck says neat these days? It’s not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I’m fucking stupid.

Nishan, reading a book: Don’t beat yourself up too much, Julian. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Sakura confessed her love for me?

Julian: Didn’t you thank her?

Nishan: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked her.

It Lives in the Woods

Lucas: I am the left brain, I am the left brain. "I work really hard until my inevitable death" brain. You've got a job to do, you better do it right and the right way is with the left brain's might.

Jo: I LIKE OREOS AND BUSSY-

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Lucas: Know why I called you in here?

Jo: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic.

Lucas: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine* Accidentally?

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Jo, to Lucas, Andy, Connor, Dan, and Noah: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.

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Jo: Hi, sorry I’m late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted.

Lucas: I’m “a couple of things”.

Andy: I’m “got distracted”.

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Lucas: I didn't drink that much last night.

Ava: You were flirting with Jo.

Lucas: So what? She's my wife.

Ava: You asked if she was single.

Ava: And then you cried when she said she wasn't.

It Lives Beneath

Tom: What’s your body count?

Harper Addison: Do you mean sex or murder?

It Lives Within

Cedric: I’m the sexiest bitch in this therapy waiting room.

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Jocelyn: Look Cedric, I'm not slut shaming you, but...

Jocelyn: Actually yeah, I'm TOTALLY slut shaming you.

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Cedric: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives.

Jocelyn: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train.

Cedric: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

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Jocelyn: How do I make a date really romantic?

Lincoln: Be mysterious.

Jocelyn: Okay!

*later, while on a date with Cedric*

Cedric: So where are we going?

Jocelyn: None of your fucking business.

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Cedric: I would never say that my girlfriend is a bitch and I don’t like her. That’s not true… My girlfriend is a bitch and I like her so much!

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Jocelyn: Stop doing that.

Cedric: Stop doing what?

Jocelyn: Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

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Jocelyn: I am so horny and angry all the time.

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Jocelyn: Go fuck yourself.

Cedric, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch.

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Lincoln: Who would you kill out of the four of us, Joss?

Jocelyn: Abel, easily.

Abel, laughing: What the fuck, man.

Jocelyn: Well, Cedric would be too easy. He’d probably be into it.

Cedric, now standing in the doorway: What the fuck, man!?

Ride or Die

Colt: What are you in the mood for?

Adelaide: World domination.

Colt: That's a bit ambitious.

Adelaide: You are my world.

Colt: Aww...

Adelaide:

Colt:

Adelaide:

Colt: OH.

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Colt: Do you think sex without love is a sin?

Adelaide: If it is, I’ll see you in hell.

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Adelaide: My dad is calling… hi Dad.

Toby: Come on guys, stop. She's trying to talk to her dad.

Colt: *loud fake sexual noises*

Mona: EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Logan: *is asleep*

Ximena: *gets really close to the phone* Tell him I said hi

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Colt: If I say I love you, will you say it back?

Adelaide: Yes.

Colt: I love you.

Adelaide: It back.

*Later*

Logan: Why is Colt crying face-down on the floor?

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Colt: I think I'm falling for you.

Adelaide: Then get up.

With Every Heartbeat

Sage: My dad died when I was little so whenever someone jokes about fucking my mom I’ll pretend to be really sincere and say some shit like “Glad to see she’s moving on, my dad’s death hit her pretty hard.” Then watch them absolutely fumble trying to figure out a response to that statement.

Sage: Update, she got a new partner I can no longer make the joke.

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Dakota: Sage, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Sage, naked in Dakota's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Dakota, already taking off his clothes: Fuck… Me neither.

Bloodbound

Kamilah: What did Jasmine do this time?

Lily: More like WHO did Jasmine do this time?

Dirty Little Secrets

Peg: Isn’t it weird that we can’t ride any other animal except horses? Like, if horses weren’t a thing, humans would be fucked cause we couldn’t ride any other animals. Like, riding animals wouldn’t really be a thing. We should probably be more grateful to horses.

Alyssa: Elephants.

Peg: Blocked.

Sadie: Camels.

Peg: Extra blocked.

Allison: Donkeys.

Peg: Ultra blocked.

Dick: That dick.

Peg: ...Followed.

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Dick: Relationships should be 50/50. Peg cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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Dick: We’re getting married, bitches!

Peg: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

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Sadie: Oh look who got laid last night.

Dick: That’s right chumps, missionary accomplished!

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Dick: I'm gonna have the chicken breasts!

Sadie, snickering: Yeah, eat what you lack.

Dick, deadpanning at Sadie: Then maybe I should order brains on delivery for you.

Shipwrecked

Manu: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know!

Aoto: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus.

Manu: Stop.

(Yes I did just come up with my SW m!MC's name on a whim solely for the purpose of using this quote for them. Say hi to Aoto Aiuchi everybody :DDDD)

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Aoto: If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.

Manu: What if it bites me and it dies?!

Aoto: Then you're poisonous. Jesus Christ, Manu, learn to listen.

Manu: What if it bites itself and I die?

Aoto: That's voodoo.

Manu: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Aoto: That's correlation, not causation.

Manu: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?

Aoto: That's kinky.

Manu: Oh my god.

Endless Summer

Emilia: From now on we will be using code names.

Emilia: You can address me as Eagle One.

Emilia: Jake is “been there done that”.

Emilia: Raj is “currently doing that”.

Emilia: Craig is “it happened once in a dream”.

Emilia: Zahra is “if I had to pick a gal”.

Emilia: And Michelle is...

Emilia: Eagle Two

Michelle: Oh thank god.

America's Most Eligible

Jamie: I like your new pants!

Carson: Thanks, they were 50% off!

Jamie: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *wink*

Carson: The store can’t just give away clothes for free.

Jamie: Thats’s… not what I meant.

Carson: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Jamie.

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MacKenzie: Truth or dare?

Jamie: Dare.

MacKenzie: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.

Jamie: Hey Slater?

Slater, blushing: Yeah?

Jamie: Can you move? I'm trying to get to Carson.

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Jamie: I asked Carson out.

Bianca: Oh, I’m sorry.

Jamie: Why?

Bianca: Well, I assume he said no.

Jamie: No, he said yes.

Bianca: Really? Then I’m sorry for him.

Murder At Homecoming

Tyler: It’s Christmas! Are you all in a Christmas mood?!

Donovan: Merry crisis.

Stevie: Jingle bells, jingle bells, single all the way.

Peggy: Hoe hoe hoe.

Tyler: Guys, please.

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Peggy: Goodnight to the love of my life, Tyler, and fuck the rest of y'all.

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Peggy: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.

Tyler: *accidentally steps on a caterpillar, and then proceeds to drop to his knees and sob while apologizing profusely*

Peggy: That one. I want that one.

#choices stories you play #choices #choices stories we play fandom #choices game #choices stories we play #cadybear's incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #source: incorrect quotes generator #I'm not tagging all these books

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telatire · 18 days ago

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💖 🙌🟥🎵🌷 For the ask game!

Oh, thank you so much! (And thank you so much for the follow, too!! It's an honor!!) 💖 Which of your fics is your pride and joy? I think waiting for the longest time (for this empty space to fill) will remain my pride and joy for a little while longer (having topped the prequel fic, this pain that you bear (for this love that you hold). I spent a little over two weeks of my life for ten thousand words, and I think I mostly achieved in all of them being special! There's potentially two fics who may end up topping out in the end, but they remain in the drafts for now (will finish them before I die, hopefully). 🙌 What’s a line or paragraph of yours that you’re proud of? Oh, nelly. There's so many! I am going to cheat, haha. This specific section from a lie's alright, so let it be (just needed to know if you could love me) (jean/barara, f/f, sibling incest, E) For the first time in a really long time, Barbara feels used. She feels spent. She feels like a girl that has had to grovel for every tiny bit that she could get, and she’s just found out that all she’s been doing is grasping at straws, flying away in the wind. The little that she thought she had was gone, and there’s just nothing left. She’s just some pretty little stranger, some pretty little shell, some pretty little doll, pretending to be human. Can’t do anything for herself, can’t make any changes, can’t make any strides, can’t struggle against the tide – she just stays in there to drown.

She’d laugh, if she knew she wouldn’t cry first.

What a tragedy she finds herself in, a one-woman play in the worst horror show of her life…

Admission is free…

Because why wouldn’t it be?

With certain female characters - especially if they are performers of some kind - I like to make comparisons to the stage, the divide between what is real and what is the mask, a loss of self and belonging, as well to dolls/inanimate objects in relation to things that are alive/human/have a soul, often in conjunction with what I think I will call "performative femininity". You can probably tell I was raised religiously, haha. These two pieces from waiting for the longest time (for this empty to fill) (miquella/malenia, f/m, sibling incest, M) Because should it break – the sound haunting her – who shall be there to save her, if it cannot be him?

She hears the guilt rising in his throat again; she feels the ghost of his tears falling on her cheeks; all he utters is his condemnation of himself, of his flaws, of what he lacks, of what he has been unable to attain, in between the space of every word that he says. He would gladly break from carrying all the world’s burdens and its sorrows and its pains, if it meant he could save a single soul; he would gladly soak himself in filth, strip himself of all that he had, if it meant he could wipe all the sin away – but it could never be enough. This small moment from vacivity (miquella/malenia, f/m, fma au, sibling incest, E)

(But how could I feel lonely, he thinks sweetly, when I have you? I can’t feel it, but –

I can still hold your hand in mine; I can see that you’re there; I can know that you’re there.

I’m not alone.) This line from this pain that you bear (for the love that you hold) (miquella/malenia, f/m, sibling incest, M) So, she takes up the sword, believing that perhaps, she’d carve her own path to salivation.

And finally, this line from i have never stopped feeling for you (for nothing has made me better than loving you) (cyrus/iris, f/m, sibling incest, E) Oh, Barbatos, forgive her; oh, please forgive her; has she done enough?

For all my gripes I would have about religion, I also think it is so poignantly, pointedly human to call out to the sky above, to search for answers, to ask for guidance; if a tree falls in a forest, does anyone hear? 🟥How long do you spend in edits? Oh my fucking god, do not ask. My process can literally be described as me having a journal, and the only thing the sticky notes attached to the pages say is "make this not shit". I don't really "edit" as I rewrite, over and over again; which, yes, I admit is a much slower way of handling matters, but as someone who reads everything aloud, I want there to be a sense of flow and rhythm and time to it, so rewriting it is. My best guess is that I can spend anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour and a half on an edit on one section, which in itself will go through 5-8 drafts (five being the bare minimum), and I often spend at least four hours or more on multiple final edits, so... A long, long time. Multiple days of the week. Until it's done. 🎵Do you make playlists for your fics? On occasion, yes! There's at least two playlists I have for two big fics that I will hope to finish one day, though I do more often just listen a mix of video game osts, instrumental writing playlists on youtube, songs in my own personal playlists on youtube and spotify that I feel fit the scene, and... the Homestuck Discography. Those guys put out a shit load of bangers, let me tell you. 🌷What's one of your fics that isn't as popular, but you hold dear? There's two! echoes of a future we didn't quite get to see (akira howard/player character, sibling incest, f/m, M) is a fic I wrote after finishing a playthrough of Astral Chain (which btw, that ending fucking SUCKED and was stupid, I will die on this goddamn hill). As far as I could tell, the game just never really took off, in a sense, so the fandom around it is pretty tiny, and it's incest ontop of that, haha. Still, I'm proud of it! i have never stopped feeling for you (for nothing has made me better than loving you) (cyrus/iris, f/m, sibling incest, E) This is likely half my fault, half the fault of simply picking an npc ship in a gacha game (yes, we do suffer around here). Written for an incest week event (in which I took on WAY too much), I ended up fucking up my health and it sort of remained unfinished for the longest time (there's still works still up that remain unfinished, but that I promise I will finish by hopefully the end of next year, if not before). So, you can't really blame people for not wanting to read a hurried, unfinished work, but at the same time - it's an NPC ship. It wasn't going to get off the ground, anyways. Thankfully, I'm in a mostly better place then I was back then, and I was happy with what I managed to come up with!

#telasks #god im so sorry for how long this ended up being #this is why i mentioned i hate doing a/n sometimes but i just #GO OFF #hopefully this isnt annoying

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beevean · 1 year ago

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Prompt: Isaac, during the three years alone, having sometimes dreams about Dracula praising him and telling him he is better than Hector and how blind he was and things like that. :)

Despite all, I can't seem to get used to the loneliness of my existence. They say that time heals all wounds; then why does it feel like a finger prying its nails in them?

Day and night have lost meaning for me, for my sleep is short, infrequent, and plagued. Indeed, I am no longer sure what is reality and what is fantasy.

When I close my eyes, Hector is in front of me, he rips me apart with his sword and holds my heart with a cruel, doting smile on his face. When I open them, he's still here, with his glistening hair and eyes burning like ice and lovely face coated in blood.

Why wouldn’t you leave me alone, Hector…? You abandoned me to die, yet you keep following me, yet I can’t reach you. It’s not fair.

I cling onto my Chauve-Souris until my knuckles crack; the scent of old blood soothes me and grounds me. Hector is not with me. He will not kill me again. My spear is my one companion. Even my children won't answer to my call anymore.

Ah, if He could see me, his most dutiful servant... would He be disgusted with me? Oh, my Lord, please, in Your infinite mercy to the cursed creatures like I am, please forgive me for my failure, and allow me to atone for my gravest sin.

I shy away from the heat of the fire, the absence of cold.

He visits me, one day.

Good boy...

My heart thrums in my chest. His voice, deep as a chasm, shakes my very insides. My knees can only buckle under the weight of His immense power.

Isaac, my Isaac... my precious, beloved Isaac. My best Forgemaster. The most loyal. Only you understand me and my plight...

His hand is like the chill of the wind storming outside. It brings me new life; I hold on it, I am allowed to touch it, and it leaves shivers in its passage.

Forgive me, Isaac, for not appreciating you more. I've been blinded by Hector.

And how could I not? I had been blinded by Hector too. I had been deceived, manipulated, tricked, as much as You were. Disgusting creature not worth to drink sewage for the rest of its wretched existence. I will kill it and bring You its head on my spear, I promise it on my life.

I realize now, how wonderful of a weapon you've been to me.

There is still time, my Lord! I will bring You back, and You will rule on this unworthy scorched land!

Bloodied fangs peek from His beautiful smile, my blood given to Him. He's plump and healthy thanks to me and me alone: I will nourish him until there is nothing left of me.

I was born for this. I was put on this miserable world so that You could draw life and heat from me.

Yes, you were. Good boy, Isaac. You make me proud.

I wake up with damp cheeks.

I smile, passing my fingers on my new metal collar.

I felt the need to make one for himself. Not for protection, as no creature would ever come to harm me, the tamer of demons. But it is a honor, a declaration to the world that forced me into hiding. No more. I have a reason to exist, and that reason is Lord Dracula.

I wear the collar and chains with pride. The chains tickle my collarbones and my ribs, and the collar feels like a cold hand tight on my throat. They are comforting, a symbol that I belong somewhere, and that somewhere is at Lord Dracula’s side. As long as I wear them, I will never be alone again.

The ungrateful world may have moved on, but not me. Not me. I will always be with You, my Lord. I will make You proud.

#beev's writing #castlevania #akuajou dracula #isaac laforeze #curse of darkness #parts of this were taken from a very old wip #fun fact: the very first thing i tried to write for cod was isaac going insane during those three years #thank you for this prompt really #i love writing insane isaac <3

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starchilddante · 10 months ago

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You know what really doesn't make sense? People understand the idea of "negative historical connotation" in the context of race (such as the n-word or making a joke about asian people eating cats) gender (such as saying "like a girl" or making fun of someone by calling something girly) politics (mocking a veteran) and a million other things, but can't get it through their head that the same thing applies to the queer community?

I have a semi-religious straight cisgender friend who constantly makes jokes about me being sinful, gross, or how you know, "God hates pride" every time I bring up my queer identity. When I voiced disagreement, he immediately got pissy. Saying that my victim mentality is the reason people don't feel sorry for queers anymore.

First of all, I didn't ask you to feel sorry for me. I asked you to stop making jokes like that because even if they don't personally harm me, they enable abusers to continue their toxic behavior under the guise of a joke. While you may not mean anything by saying, "Oh, wow, that's a little gay," Some people do use that phrase to hurt others. I also just don't appreciate my queerness constantly being turned into a joke, because it honestly proves we can't have a honest discussion about it because you don't agree.

Then this guy tells me I need to learn to take a joke. And again, I explain to him why it might be a joke in this context, he still needs to be mindful and I would feel wrong not saying something because my queer identity is not a joke, and regardless of whether or not I'm a victim, there are queer people who became victims, and his language supports genuine homophobia, even if he is not homophobic/transphobic/whateverphobic (though I'm pretty sure he is.)

Part of me is tempted to basically make him lose my number, but I want to educate people. I want them to understand. I don't understand what's so hard to get about it being the same level of inappropriate as using the n-word or calling someone girly as an insult. (I mean, I do know. He's homophobic and it's easier for him to make jokes and get mad then admit it.)

Idk I guess I'm just venting or whatever I just get so tired of this conversation every time I make any reference to being queer. The problem is, I know it's not well-intentioned, whatever he may say. There's a difference between friendly ribbing (which is far more acceptable coming from other queer friends, of course) and genuine insulting jokes. He gets it, I'm sure, he just refuses to admit it.

Anyway, I'm proud as hell to be queer and I'll stand up for everyone who has given up their lives so I can say so without risk of death. On top of that, I'll keep saying if for those who still do risk death if their families were to find out, and for everyone who is still in the closet.

I'm here, I'm queer, and I sure as hell won't tolerate your bullshit just because I know who I am.

#pride #lgbtq #asexual #lesbian #queer and proud #vent post

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angelasscribbles · 9 months ago

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A little bird told me that's it your birthday, so...

Can't believe it's been another year!! Where the heck does the time go...?

I know you have not been focusing on TRR as much recently, but I wanted to celebrate by putting together a bit of a collage of the amazing stories and relationships you've built over the past 3 (...4?) years on Tumblr!

So, sit back and enjoy!

I know these are your normal ships, but I couldnt resist adding in some BR Riley x Leo as well 😆

And... last but not least, some incorrect quotes to top it all off! Hopefully I've managed to find some new ones you haven't seen before!

Just Riley

Riley: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.

Riley: To everyone who has treated me poorly; I am sexier than you.

Riley: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.

Riley x Liam

Liam: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Riley: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Liam: I— I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

Riley: I know every song to ever exist it doesn't matter if it's from the past, present or the future. Liam: Oh yeah? Then continue this. Liam: I don't cook I don't clean- Riley: So let me tell you how I got this ring. Riley & Liam: ..... Riley & Liam: GOBBLE ME, SWALLOW ME-

Riley x Drake

Riley: Hey, wanna take a shower with me? Drake: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

Riley: What’s your body count? Drake: Do you mean sex or murder?

Riley x Max

Riley: You look good in that hoodie. Maxwell: You know where else I'd look good? Riley, zero hesitation: My bed. Maxwell, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?

Maxwell: Heh, Riley sneezes like a girl. Riley: How about I pound you like boy? Riley: That didn’t come out right.

Riley x Rashad

Riley: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes. Rashad: Wow, I've gotta hear this. Riley: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share. Rashad: You forgot pride. Riley: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

Rashad, barging in: Syphilis! Riley: Rashad: Riley: Pardon?

Riley x Leo

Leo: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right? Riley: Nope, there's 26. Leo: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T. Riley: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one. Leo: You'll get the D later ;).

Riley: Know why I called you in here? Leo: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic. Riley: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

OH, my gosh!! Those images are fantastic! (Also, funny story, a Leo x Riley x Drake idea has been percolating in my head.....)

The quotes were all good, espeically the "Do you mean sex or murder?" (So spot on for BR Drake!)

But this....

Maxwell: Heh, Riley sneezes like a girl. Riley: How about I pound you like boy? Riley: That didn’t come out right.

made me snort laugh!

I think it came out just right! (still want to write a Riley x Max pegging scene....)

Thank you so much for this! Seriously, day made!!

#angelasscribbles #it's my birthday

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gashface · 2 years ago

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Hey beautiful people,

to celebrate pride month, this weeks theme was 'PRIDE', and it was so lovely seeing your models embracing their identities, sexualities and telling their stories.

Onto the results! This week I was looking for edits that embrace your models story, whether it be their sexuality or their experience. This week, everyone made me just so proud to be apart of the community.

Charline Morel by @cyazurai

Iris, the Greek personification of the rainbow and messenger of the gods alongside Hermes. She is a goddess with few of her own mythologies, and worshiped very rarely, unlike most other gods. Also unlike many of the other gods, she does not have any specific stories involving homosexuality - at least, none that have been preserved in the annals of mythology. She was known as a virgin goddess, and the loyal handmaiden of Hera. Once the primary messenger to the gods, when Hermes came along she took the opportunity to dedicate her service to Hera. In some myths, it was said that she had a husband, Zephyrus - but said husband is known for his unrequited love for the spartan prince Hyacinthus (who was in love with another god, Apollo). Two gods, in love with another, but finding comfort in each other. And perhaps, Iris could be the personification of the Pride rainbow, too.

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 9/10

STORY: 5/10

EXECUTION: 9/10

STYLE: 9/10

Parker Winston by @morgynemberisagenderfluiddaddy

Since I was a kid, I knew I was "different." I didn't know what words like "bisexual" or "gay" meant, all I knew was that they were things my parents didn't approve of. As I got older, I learned those words, and I learned the awful connotation that came with them. I was called a delinquent, I was told I was greedy, that I was somehow sinful for the way I was born. Things were assumed about me; that I could never be a good father or a significant other, that I was a cheater and/or a whore. I was told a lot of shit, and I believed a lot of shit, but I'm here to tell you know of it is true. We are all so much more than our sexualities! We are your loved ones and your worst enemies. We are sinners and saints. We are fire and ice. We are liars and honest. We are evil and good. We are different and the same. Perfectly contradictory, but perfectly blended together. We are everything, everyone, and anything in between!

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 8/10

STORY: 10/10

EXECUTION: 7/10

STYLE: 8/10

Ember Arendse by @wolfrynn313

Ember: "I always try to attend the pride celebrations in San Myshuno when I can! Pride is something very close to my heart due to the fact that it's a time of the year where I, along with many others, can celebrate our sexual orientations and identities (And this very much includes Ace people as well!). That having been said, I am sadly all too aware that not everybody is fortunate enough to have accepting blood relatives embrace them, which is why it has been so important to me to support my brother Phoenix, who came out as bisexual four years ago; and now that he's 18 I've finally been able to introduce him to my favourite gay club" (pictured)

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 8/10

STORY: 10/10

EXECUTION: 8/10

STYLE: 8/10

Dillion Carter by @mewo-ita

Their tiny, punk-rock band hadn’t started out very prideful. How could it be when it consisted of closeted and queer jocks, nerds, and cheerleaders from their high-school? They were first bought together by a non-binary punk transfer student— Dillion. Each song, outfit and neopronoun they shared in secret went against their assigned roles by society; both inside and out of school. Each member’s shared love for music outweighed the other’s socioeconomic stereotypes. However, they insulted each other and got into arguments constantly in the beginning. Multiple times someone had left only to come back a few days later. But the actions that had once held deep shame, denial, and phobias blossomed into confidence and acceptance after all the commonalities and time spent together. It wasn’t strange these days to find them in a group cuddle after practice, at a sleepover, or just hanging out as friends in public. By the time they were in college, their group of outsiders had turned into a close-knit family. For once in the years of all the questions and hiding, the teens found themselves happy they weren’t “normal.” Today was the day they would go public with their band while in front of a live audience. With a shared nod, they stood tall in their poses and bright grins as the instrumental of "Moonlight Densetsu" kicked in. What was there to be afraid of when they had each other?

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 10/10

STORY: 10/10

EXECUTION: 9/10

STYLE: 8/10

GOOD WORK EVERYONE!~

This weeks prompt just brought me so much joy seeing each and every one of the edits. I applaud you all for the dedication <3 Thank you everyone who did submit this week, this was my fave prompt so far! I can't wait to see what you creative legends make for week 5!

INFORMATION FOR THE NEXT PROMPT WILL BE RELEASED AROUND 10:00PM AEST 18th of June [Keep in mind, this will be the 17th for many of you haha]

This week's prompt hint!

That's all guys! Can't wait to see what everyone does for WEEK 5!

- Buddy

#SHINE #week4 #results #ts4 competition #sims 4 competition #ts4 #sims4 #sims 4

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fandomloversworld · 8 months ago

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BBS incorrect quotes. part 2.

Brock: I put the pun in punishment

Tyler: I put the top in unstoppable.

Vanoss: I put the cute in execute.

Delirious: I put the sexy in dyslexia.

Brian: I put the ass in class.

Nogla: I put the d in brock. (And then he'll be like "oh wait a minute. ")

*In minecraft*

Brock: Oh Snickerdoodle! (Nogla's chat) we have a visitor!

Snickerdoodle: Don't tell me it's Brian.

Brock: it's Brian.

Brian: LOWERCASE LETTERS ARE FOR THE LOWER CLASS!

Brock: And here we have a capitalist.

Cody: Did you just-

Lanai: Let us all take a moment to appreciate that all of human history, human language, and the universe itself aligned to make this joke possible.

Tyler: I called you ten times! Why didn't you pick up?

Marcel: *remembers dancing to the ringtone*

Marcel: I didn't hear it.

Brian: Legend says that when you can't sleep, it means your awake in someone else's dreams.

Brian: When I find out who you are, I'm going to punch you in the face.

Panda: There are no friends when playing board games. I am here to win.

Delirious: Remember, if you die in the simulation-

Marcel: Yeah, yeah, I know, if you die in the simulation you die in real life.

Delirious: What? No! You need to reset the simulation with the terminal! what is WRONG with you?!

Nogla: Being gay isn't a choice. It's a game and I'm winning.

Marcel: What's the one thing I told you not to do?

Tyler: Burn the house down.

Marcel: And what did you do?

Tyler: I made dinner.

Marcel:...

Tyler:...

Marcel:....

Tyler: And burnt the house down.

Vanoss: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.

Brian: Wow I gotta hear this.

Vanoss: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced

his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.

Brian: You forgot pride.

Vanoss: No, I'm prety proud of this.

Cartoonz: Do I consider myself attractive? Yes. But would I have sex with my clone? Also yes.

Squirrel: Heh, panda sneezes like a girl.

Panda: How about I pound you like a boy?

Panda: That didn't come out right.

Delirious: if we were in prison, you guys would be like my bitches.

Squirrel: It doesn't have a bone.

Cartoonz: Then why is it called a boner?

Vanoss: If you bite it and you die, It's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.

Nogla; What if it bites me and it dies?

Vanoss: Then your poisonous. Jesus Christ, Nogla, learn to listen.

Cartoonz: What if it bites itself and i die?

Vanoss: That's voodoo.

Gorillaphent: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Vanoss: That's correlation, not causation.

Delirious: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?

Vanoss: That's kinky!

Cody: Oh my god.

Part 1 on account!

(I'm sorry this took so long)

#banana bus squad #vanossgaming #h20 delirious #terroriser #daithi de nogla #moo snuckel #basicallyidowrk #cartoonz #deadsquirrel #Gorillaphent #incorrect quotes

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gatekeeper-watchman · 1 year ago

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Daily Devotionals for September 5, 2023

Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living

Devotional Scripture:

Proverbs 24:7-8 (KJV): 7 Wisdom is too high for a fool: he openeth not his mouth in the gate. 8 He that deviseth to do evil shall be called a mischievous person. Proverbs 24:7-8 (AMP): 7 Wisdom is too high for a fool; he opens not his mouth in the gate (where the city's rulers sit in judgment). 8 He who plans to do evil will be called a mischief-maker.

Thought for the Day

Verse 7 - As we have seen earlier, elders presiding over the affairs of a city in Biblical times met within its broad gates. Fools, then as now, would have had no opinion to offer in a public case and would certainly not have been invited to any discussion by the elders. Humility is a prerequisite to knowing God and obtaining His wisdom. Because fools are full of pride and do not want to take the low place, wisdom is unattainable for them. "Yea, all of you be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility...God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble" (1 Peter 5:5).

In Christ, we are promised His wisdom. The man who rejects Christ is the greatest fool of all since we receive not only redemption and righteousness in Him, but also access to His wisdom and knowledge. In Christ, old things pass away and all things become new. We now have redemption, righteousness, love, peace, joy, health, provision, and victory over sin and the devil. It is an awesome thing that the Lord has done for us. When we walk in the spirit and demonstrate His love and power, we could be tempted to glory in how God is using us, but we are admonished not to glory in what we are doing, but rather glory in our God who made it all possible. "But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption: That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the LORD" (1 Corinthians 1:30-31).

Verse 8 - Good or bad, nothing is accomplished without a plan, and devising one takes time and effort. What we plan in our hearts, we usually act upon. It is bad enough to unintentionally cause harm, but to spend time planning it to deliberately perform it is much worse. Satan, the master planner of mischief, never ceases to devise evil against us as well. We can offset his schemes and weapons by praying and standing against him with God's Word. I daily declare in faith that "No weapon formed against me shall prosper" based on Isaiah 54:17. Notice the word "formed" used in this scripture. Before a builder lays concrete, he first builds "forms" into which to pour the concrete into. When it hardens, it takes the shape of those forms. Satan continuously "forms" plans against us, but we can destroy those "forms" before he has a chance to build a stronghold against us. "But no weapon that is formed against you shall prosper, and every tongue that shall rise against you in judgment you shall show to be in the wrong. This [peace, righteousness, security, triumph over opposition] is the heritage of the servants of the Lord [those in whom the ideal Servant of the Lord is reproduced]; this is the righteousness or the vindication which they obtain from Me [this is that which I impart to them as their justification], says the Lord" (Isaiah 54:17, AMP).

Prayer Devotional for the Day

Dear heavenly Father, thank you for all of the wonderful things You have done for me. I do appreciate Your wisdom, Your love, Your provision, and Your watch-care over my life and my family. I am grateful that no weapon formed against me prospers. Lord, I humble myself before You and ask You to help me to walk in Your ways and not yield to the temptations that the devil would whisper to me. Lord, I especially resist any of his remarks that would attempt to lift me in pride. Lord, may You always receive the glory for those things that You are doing in my life and this ministry. May You be glorified in all that I do. I ask this in the name of the Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen. From: Steven P. Miller @ParkermillerQ, gatekeeperwatchman.org Founder of Gatekeeper-Watchman International Groups Monday, September 4, 2023, Jacksonville, Florida., Duval County, USA. Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/Sparkermiller.JAX.FL.USA, https://www.facebook.com/StevenParkerMillerQ Instagram: steven_parker_miller_1956, Twitter: @GatekeeperWatchman1, @ParkermillerQ, https://twitter.com/StevenPMiller6 Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/gatekeeperwatchman, https://www.tumblr.com/gatekeeper-watchman, https://www.pinterest.com/GatekeeperWatchman1/ #GWIG, #GWIN, #GWINGO, #Ephraim1, #IAM, #Sparkermiller, #Eldermiller1981

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