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Continuing to post TerreSMP stuff out of context till y’all check it out

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All The Colours of the GO Rainbow

Updated 11 Nov 2023

Edit note: I've done quite a big update on Red, Green and Blue, so if you read this before 11 Nov 2023 it might be worth reading it again.

I'm writing this meta about colours in the Good Omens AU in preparation for some future metas I'm planning, where colour will be important. And yes, I'm going to use "colour" as the spelling, as I'm an Australian and I use the UK English as my usual go-to version of English (that is what I was taught at school,) even though I am finding myself flicking between US and UK English here on Tumblr, leaving out u's here and there and putting in z's where I would normally put s's.

I also think its worth having another discussion about it as there are some colours I've have seen discussed here and there, but not at length, and some not at all that I think are important, and I just want to bring them all to one place.

I'm also going to be referring to @cobragardens excellent meta The Colors of Crowley quite a bit in this meta at various points, so you might want to pause and go read that first, then come back.

BLACK

Most people's initial reaction would be to class black as a colour of Hell. Crowley wears a lot of black, and usually a hidden accent of red (aaand something else. I'll discuss that at the end.) But the other demons are actually quite colourful when you get them into the light. They may tend towards the darker shades but there is quite a range of colours seen. Dagon, for example, is a very dark blue, as their avatar is a marine fish. Normally blue is associated with Heaven in GO. But this fits better if we think of black as being the colour of shadow, where the light does not reach, and the place of hidden things, of mystery

And it's worth noting that Aziraphale wears some black when he is trying to perform a magic show. He also wears white and gold at the same time but normally he does not wear these colours, unless he is performing human magic (see S1E1, Warlock's 11th birthday party, and the 1941 minisode S2E4) This should be striking enough for you to sit up and take note. You could say when Aziraphale dons black it is an expression of his act of "mysteriosity."

RED

Again, red is not necessarily a demonic colour, although we tend to associate it with demons, as Lord Beelzebub and Lord Dagon both wear red sashes as a mark of their rank in Hell. Think of it more as the colour of passion and romance in GO. Ooh, got you there! Makes you wonder what Shax is really up to (I know some of you have.) Perhaps they are just passionate about doing their job, or climbing their way to the top of the demonic ranking ladder?

Edit: After writing up a couple of other metas and some more reading maybe a better description is "devotional passion." Shax is devoted to climbing the power ladder in Hell (her red is usually a darker shade of red than Crowley's,) and the Red Team in the paintball fight at Tadfield Manor in S1E2 is devoted to following the rules of Management. Crowley is devoted to Aziraphale, of course.

In Christianity red has an association with the left-hand side, or the sinister side. In GO we tend to call this the "demon side" as there is a lot of shot blocking for shoulder-angels and shoulder-demons. Crowley is typically on Aziraphale's LHS because of this, so when he isn't, we take note. Actually you should take note of all the shot-blocking in GO because who is on the shoulder-right and who is on the shoulder-left of shot tells you so much about their moral stance in that scene! Anyway, in religious iconography it will often be Michael robed in red, with a sword, on the left of Jesus, representing the eccentric, the strange, the excessive, fire - and goats. (Hey, goats are a whole other meta, we are here to talk colour!)

Special mention to the 1941 minisode in S2E4 that is just soaked in red, everywhere you turn: in the sparks flying off the burning buildings as the sparks of love begin to fly, the inside of the book shop where Crowley encourages Aziraphale to think like a professional, the magic shop where danger and chaos lurks in every corner but magic is Aziraphale's personal passion, and the Windmill Theater where he finally gets to perform his magic passion on the stage. Several ops see this as a special memory of Aziraphale's so he colours it with the red of romance. We've got big hopes of seeing a third part to 1941 in S3. Some of this red is also used as a metaphor for flames and fire (there always seems to be something burning after a gun is fired) - we are fanning the flames of passion again!

GOLD

Gold is one the colours of Heaven. Nearly all the angels have some form of gold on them at some point. A gold ring, gold embroidery on their clothes, a golden brooch, gold on their face, Aziraphale's gold watch fob (he has a ring, too). We also see multiple golden lions in various places, which appear to have a connection to Heaven and Jesus. (I'm still planning to write a meta on the lions in the future, but I've got to find them all first! They keep turning up in surprising places...) The lions have a royal connection, one of two royal mentions in this meta, in that they represent the connection Jesus has to the Royal house of Judah, and are a symbol of his return in the Second Coming.

YELLOW

Yellow in GO is probably the hardest colour to interpret. We see a lot of it, because Aziraphale is so fond of it, being the colour of Crowley's eyes. The walls of the book shop are painted yellow, he gives Jimbriel a yellow feather duster to use and he turns the Bentley yellow on the trip up to Edinburgh, much to Crowley's disgust. (To be fair, Crowley's Mayfair flat in S1 was colour-coded to Aziraphale's eyes in return, in greys and subtle blues, but that's another discussion.)

But I think the important thing to emphasis here is that yellow is NOT the same as gold, and we shouldn't blend the two colours together.

While some point out that yellow can be seen as an imperial or royal colour, as it is the colour of the Sun, when you put this colour in context in the GO AU, it more clearly points to being the colour of fear, as Cobragarden's explains in The Colours of Crowley. I would expand on their words, and say that is why Crowley doesn't wear his sunglasses in front of Jimbriel when looking after him in the book shop - its a measure of how afraid he is that the the real Gabriel might reappear at any moment. And back in S1 when Crowley is trying to work out how to escape the burning Odegra sigil he inadvertently created Hastur appears in the front seat of the Bentley in pursuit of him and reaches out to remove his sunglasses. The shock on Crowley's face in the moment is palpable, because he realises he's in the shit unless he thinks quickly - which he bravely does!

GREEN

Green is the colour of chaos.

Originally I wrote that Green was Hell, but on after writing this and going on to write further metas (I think I’ve mentioned this elsewhere, and this is an evolving meta) and a brief discussion in the Notes at the bottom with noneorother, I decided I would re-write this for a better fit.

It still fits Hell, however, as Hell is chaos compared to Heaven. It’s overcrowded, its clogged with bundled paperwork that hasn’t been filed, there is old furniture everywhere. It’s still the overgrown suffocating swamp of decay, with the leaking pipes and the light struggling to find its way down through the mess. It’s still Furfur, with plans to unexpectedly disrupt our hero’s magic act. It’s still the colour of the fog outside the bookshop during the Eldritch Ball, signalling that things are not going to plan. Demons love chaos, its their purpose. It’s the opposite to Heaven, which is rigid and structured.

A recent post from @noneorother highlights that the intense green used for Hell in S2 is influenced by the the Powell & Pressburger movie The Tales of Hoffmann. They say:

Whenever something evil happens in "The automaton ball" sequence, the light changes to this sickly green. Colour is THE important symbolism in Hoffmann, so now we know green is evil.

But they wanted to add that evil is not necessarily Hell. And we would have to agree. Because Aziraphale also has a lot of green associated with him, and he has nothing to do with Hell - he's more an agent of chaos, if anything. He's unpredictable. Let us address this in it's own section below.

Veridian/Teal/Aquamarine

This is a special section to discuss the blue-green hues that Aziraphale wears. Heaven mixed with Hell. Lawful mixed with Chaos. He is one unique angel. The first sight of these colours is in 1601, when we find out that the Arrangement first proposed by Crowley in 537 is now in full swing, where he has some teal strips in his Elizabethan costume.

While I'm told its traditional to have a darker colour on the back panel of waistcoats, it's notable that the back of Aziraphale's waistcoat is a distinctly dark viridian green. Why not dark blue? Or a shade of brown to go with the other shades of brown and beige the angels tend to wear? But what's the meta-writer's motto in GO? There are no accidents...

He also wears a pale aquamarine shirt in the present day. (wearecrowley has posted a nice set of GIFs that highlight it here) No white for him since 1941 at least, although his 1821 shirt also looks green to me, but its hard to tell in the dim candlelight of night time Edinburgh (unless he is performing magic, then he is in white, gold, and mysterious black or being discorporated, then he is colourless white - back to his "native" state, like Muriel in her Earthly Inspector uniform.) The cape he wears in the 1941 minisode is also a fascinating colour. I am having trouble pinning down exactly what it would be called - Teal? A darker aquamarine? Perhaps turquoise. It's certainly part of his colour palette, and still indicating a lawful-chaos mix. A "dark horse" indeed!

[Edit: So i saw someone describe Heaven and Hell as Lawfulness and Chaos, and I thought that was a perfect fit for Aziraphale here with his blue-greens. Remember Crowley described him as "unpredictable" to Nina? Yeah...]

[Edit 2: I've made some changes above because I re-wrote the section on Green. This is an evolving meta!]

BLUE

Blue is a signal of Heaven, the colour of the sky, and a colour traditionally associated with the archangels Gabriel and Michael. We see it in a number of places, in both S1 and S2, where it is used with deliberate care.

Usually a primary shade of blue, this represents the rigid lawfulness and rules of Heaven, as compared to the chaos associated with Hell. In Christian iconography blue is what Gabriel wears as the right-hand-side shoulder angel to Jesus. It represents the Law, mercy, protection, water, sheep(!) and foundation. The "good" shoulder angel is always on the right shoulder in shot-blocking in the show.

Below are some examples of where we see it:

The blue paint on the back of Aziraphale's coat when he gets hit by a paintball at Tadfield Manor in S1E2.

The colour of Newt's car, Dick Turpin (which actually presents an interesting juxtaposition, as Newt is a Crowley parallel.)

The colour of the external walls of the coffee shop in S2, and some of the inside, which is also the same as the take-away cups, such as the one the Metatron offers to Aziraphale.

The colour of the gecko Jemima asks to be turned into in the Job minisode.

The colour of the suit Jimbriel wears at the eldritch ball, and the glorious ostrich feather jacket he dons when he exits the book shop to give himself up to the demons.

PURPLE

Purple has long been the colour of royalty, since ancient days. This was for good reason - there was only one natural source of the rich purple dye. That came from a small marine snail that was found on the coast of modern day Lebanon, near Tyre, and they held the monopoly on this trade for centuries. Only kings and emperor's could afford to have cloth dyed in this colour, known as Tyrian purple. It wasn't until the first synthetic purple dye was created in 1856 that the common man could afford to wear it as well.

In Good Omens we see Gabriel, the Prince of Heaven, wearing this colour in his ties, and also showing it in his irises in both S1 and S2. But only when he is Gabriel, not as Jim.

[Edit: So I only just found out that the colour he wears is lilac and is modeled after Elizabeth Taylor's famous eyes. But hey, she was a queen of the screen - movie royalty! And you still need to explain all the other purple below. Also, she was only born around 100 years ago and Gabriel has theoretically been around for...a lot longer, so I'd say Gabriel came first.]

There are a couple of other places we see it used. One is when angel Crowley starts up his nebula. The plume of miracle energy emanating from the book shop after the 25 lazurii miracle is also this colour.

Archangel Saraqael's chair is purple when she is on Earth. And Saraqael and Muriel both have purple in their tartan when in Heaven.

WHITE

White is the colour of the angels. It is the colour of Aziraphale's wings and the colour of his robes during ancient times from the Beginning up to Rome. Once the Arrangement starts, the white starts to be replaced with other colours, and the shades of teal and other blue-greens start to appear.

By the present day he has virtually lost all trace of white, except for his hair. He then only appears in all white when discorporated.

Muriel turns up in a conspicuously bright white police uniform on Earth, and the other angels all have some form of white on them.

Crowley sometimes has small accents of white as well. They can be easily missed, such as the white shirt cuff protruding from his sleek black Elizabethan costume in 1601. Remember they are discussing the Arrangement here - so they are both showing signs of taking on each other's colours at this point. On the other hand, I know quite a few people have commented on the white in his 1941 garb, on his tie, and his pocket handkerchief (and remember, he wears a grey shirt, not black, because he doesn't want to be mistaken for a black-shirted fascist during the war years.)

SILVER/GRAY

There are two colours I keep seeing that I'm going to group together as one, and that is silver and gray.

The senior archangels are notably dressed in what I've seen described as dove-gray, but an article on the costumes calls it pearl-gray, and it was meant to look a bit shimmery. I sometimes refer to this group of angels as the Archangels with the capital A, or the seraphim, the closest angels to God. This includes Gabriel, our current Prince of Heaven, Michael, Uriel. And I'm going to include Crowley in his trademark Tactical Turtleneck master spy disguise when he infiltrated Heaven with Muriel in S2E6. Hey, he could have worn white!

So where does this colour come from?

I've spent a bit of time banging on in the past about "traditional colours" of the archangels, in particular Gabriel and Michael's being blue, and the missing Raphael's being green. Part of the problem is, though, if you go looking online for who's colour is whose, you get a big variation in answers. Michael nearly always comes out with being associated with blue, and Raphael with green, so no problem there, but all the other traditionally named seraphim seem to get other colours put against them. For Gabriel, though, a commonly associated colour does appear to be white or silver.

Now my guess would be that sparkly silver would be too naff a look for the angels. I mean, look at what Crowley manifests as a blending-in "bees" disguise, a slightly shiny grayish suit, which kind of mocks the other Archangels (and you're overdoing the gold hints there a bit, Crowley) but it is curiously the same style as Saraqael's garb, and they did supposedly work together on the Horsehead Nebula. Hmmm. The Archangel's pearl-gray suits look very corporate and business-like, echoing a large soul-crushing business entity.

But this is not the only time Crowley wears this upper echelon colour; he has quite a habit of wearing it, particularly once the Arrangement kicks in.

The problem is, he nearly always wears near-solid black (unless he is trying not to get killed, like in 1793 Paris - Cobragarden's meta on the context why here - or 1941 London - see above,) so it stands out. I find this a far more interesting than the red accents, and should note that we don't always see it on him; its not there in 1967, for example.

One colour that is noticeably missing in the full GO rainbow is orange. We don't get it handed to us on a plate as much as the other colours do. Perhaps one exception is the sign for The Resurrectionist pub in Edinburgh, where Jesus is wearing an orange robe under a blue cloth. [Edit: It must be my screen colour, its been mentioned to me that the under-robe is actually crimson red.]

So now we have run through all the colours, it can be interesting to look at them in combination.

Bonus points for noticing the white mugs for the S2 coffee shop (six-shots of espresso,) to go with the blue take-away cups. The shop is blue-white-gold themed. Truly meant to be a place where Heaven is obtainable on Earth! It also kind of reminds me of the sky - blue sky overhead, white clouds, and a golden Sun shining down (from the brass lamps.) [Edit: There is a paler green inside the coffee shop - its easy to miss, we are too busy watching the characters!]

The book shop also has a combination of colours - predominately red and yellow. Yellow for fear, and red for passion and romance. Ouch, what a combination!

Aziraphales's white, gold and black combination for performing magic also has me intrigued. It's not just the black, but so much golden colour in the form of a golden vest. And we get it both times in both 1941 and 2019. An angel from Heaven trying to hide what he really is.

I've added an extra section below as part of a reblog on the angel off-whites and shades of brown that also appear, as I realised I missed them, and do a character analysis of the Metatron, so make sure you read that as well.

If you are interested in my analysis on the tartan in GO I've one here at: What the Tartan Tells Us

For further meta reading on colour in GO try the following:

If you haven't read it yet, do go and read Cobragardens The Colours of Crowley, Red and Yellow can hurt a fellow: Colour Symbolism in 1941 Part 1 and Part 2 as it makes the colours more character specific, whereas I've tried to give the colours a more over-arching theme here.

And for the importance of the yellow colour Vavavoom! which is used on the book shop walls, (and matches Crowley's eyes) see Vidavalors post on The Vavoom: Or, when the show's hinting Crowley & Aziraphale first kissed

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It is okay to take it one day at a time

Can you recall the sensation you experienced when you were young, standing on the edge of entering the vast world? If you were anything like me, you probably believed that the world held its breath, eagerly awaiting your arrival to make a grand entrance and conquer it with your exceptional talents and skills. With dreams shining in your eyes, you charged into the world, convinced that everyone would be in awe of your presence, as if they had been eagerly anticipating someone like you to grace their existence.

But then, life happened. With the prick of a needle, your bubble burst. Suddenly, your grand aspirations of changing the world shattered into countless pieces, and it felt as though your entire existence was crumbling before your eyes.

The experience of life's traumas and tragedies can be so overwhelming that some of us believe we will never be able to overcome them. At times, life strikes us so forcefully in the ribs that we convince ourselves we will never rise from the ashes again. We fall victim to the lie that it is all over, and we remain sprawled on the floor, drowning in our own self-pity.

However, it is crucial to remember that these setbacks do not define us. They are merely obstacles on our journey, tests of our resilience and determination. It is during these moments of despair that we must summon the strength within ourselves to rise above the ashes, to prove to ourselves and the world that we are capable of overcoming any adversity.

Most life gurus often advise that when life throws you a curveball, you should rise up and fight back with even more determination. However, the truth is that during such challenging times, you may find yourself lacking the energy to even get out of bed. In these moments, I want to offer you some encouragement by reminding you that you are not a superhero, and it is perfectly normal to feel overwhelmed.

Moreover, during these traumatic periods, it is perfectly acceptable to take things one day at a time. When you find yourself in the midst of one of life's coldest seasons, take a moment to be still and navigate through the uncertainty. Allow yourself the time to process feelings of grief, disappointment, and doubt. Use this reflection time to search for the lessons you have learned or the potential for growth hidden within the ashes of your experiences. Then, when you are ready, take small steps forward, focusing on what you are capable of accomplishing in the present moment, and be kind to yourself along the way.

Instead of dwelling on the past or worrying about the future, embrace the present and find joy in the small pleasures of life. Take each moment as it comes and concentrate on what you can change right now. Work with the resources you have at hand, building your life brick by brick.

Although you may feel like you have very little to work with during these challenging times, remember that even the smallest amount can be the catalyst for transforming your life. Just as Jesus used two fishes and five loaves to feed over five thousand people, the little you possess can be your saving grace.

In conclusion, keep moving forward, knowing that tough times are temporary and will eventually pass. Be proud of the progress you have made, no matter how small it may seem. And most importantly, be gentle with yourself and prioritize self-care, for you are a unique individual created with a purpose. Embrace that purpose and hold onto your faith.

[scpaftermathau]

Incorrect quotes (Very Long shitpost)

CODEX: I don’t know the first thing about clothes. Pretty much all I can do is look at something and tell you if it’s clothes or not. This chair? Not clothes. ---

Cain: Yo dumbass, get over here. Able: Okay- Kyros: *gleefully runs past* I’m coming! Able, sadly: I thought... I was dumbass...

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Kyros: If I die, my funeral will be the biggest party ever and you're all invited. Zosimos: "If" Junior: Great, the only party I'm ever invited to and they might not even die.

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Kyros: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco. Arachne: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy. Rot: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance. Junior: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.

--- Junior: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed of the souls of the living I strike fear into- Zosimos: You sleep with a teddybear. Junior: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

---

CODEX: Sorry I can’t be emotionally vulnerable with you it’d ruin the mystery.

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Cain: Aren’t you going to say “have a nice day?” CODEX: I don’t care if you have a pulse, much less a nice day.

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Kyros: If I were a drink, I'd be Cherry Vanilla Coke. If you were a drink, what would you be? CODEX: Bleach. Zosimos: Sewage. Kyros: ...Please calm down, edgelords.

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Arachne: Junior, get that hidious thing out of the living room, would you? Junior: Rot, Arachne wants you to get out of the house.

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Arachne: I’ve invited you here because I crave the deadliest game... Junior, nodding: Knife Monopoly. Arachne: I was actually going to play Russian roulette, but now I'm really interested in whatever knife Monopoly is.

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Rot: Welcome to Fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees? Cain: Bees? Rot: THEY HAVE SELECTED THE BEES! Cain: Wait- *Arachne approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly*

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Kyros: I regret getting dragged into your heterosexual tomfoolery.

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CODEX: I’ve organized your messages into three categories. CODEX: “From Kyros” CODEX: “Death Threats” CODEX: and “Death Threats From Kyros”

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Kyros: Is this about me? CODEX: No. Kyros: Then I've lost interest.

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Kyros: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles. Cain: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one? Kyros: Seize the dick.

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Junior: If bees can be fish and boys can be girls, then why can't my dad love me? Able: I thought I was going to have to yell at you, but now I think I should hug you.

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*Cain sneezes* Kyros: Cain, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby! *Able sneezes* Kyros: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

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Junior: I’m sorry for being annoying. Junior: It will happen again.

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Cain: I sleep with a gun under my pillow. Kyros: I sleep with a knife. Arachne: Both of you are pathetic. Cain: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with? Arachne: Rot.

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Kyros, at Starbucks: Can I get a venti vanilla latte with um, seven espresso shots. Able, in line behind them: Jesus Christ, just do cocaine.

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Arachne: Just trust me. Have I ever put you in an unsafe or uncomfortable situation? Junior: All the time. Arachne: Then you should be used to it by now.

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Rot: Am I a good person? No. But do I try to be better every single day? Also no.

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Kyros: If you don't stop talking, I'm going to jump out of that window. CODEX: ...We're on the ground floor. Kyros: I know but I want a dramatic exit.

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Rot: Did you like the food I made? Arachne: No, not really. Rot: But I put my heart and soul into it! Arachne: No wonder it tastes so cold and dead.

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Arachne: I’m telling you, my team is competent. Rot, rushing in: Arachne! Junior tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now it's broken!

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Corvus: When I first met you, I did not like you. Junior: I'm aware of that. Corvus: But then you and I had some time together. Junior: Uh-huh? Corvus: It did not get better.

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Junior: I learned a valuable lesson from this. Corvus: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lesson you actually should’ve taken away… Junior: DEATH ISN’T REAL AND I AM BASICALLY GOD!

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Arachne: Are you ready to commit? Rot: Like, a crime or a relationship?

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

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Cain: Wow, they really hate us. Kyros: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic. Cain: But we’re not gay, Kyros. Kyros: Cain: Kyros: We’re not?

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CODEX: If I'm extra sarcastic with you it probably means I'm flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can't handle your crap... have fun figuring out which one.

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Junior: My mom is calling… hi mom. Cain: Come on guys, stop. They’re trying to talk to their mom. Able: *loud fake sexual noises* Zosimos: EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP! Rot: *is asleep* Kyros: *gets really close to the phone* Tell her I said hi.

[vryivs]

time for the hsr update liveblog

im gonna sob. jing yuan is such a Dad. yanqing is such a Son

thinking so much about yanqing being forced to act older than his age but getting to let loose and actually be a kid when it comes to the things hes interested in

i love him

"miss march" LOOK AT MY POLITE SON!!! LOOK AT HIM!!!!!!

save my son from bureaucracy. and also from my daughter

ok why does huaiyan have and old man model when its canon that xianzhou natives dont physically age

hes old enough to be blades master so hes not an outworlder. what gives

he talks like a man who's had to spend extended time listening to the ramblings of a toddler and now is fazed by nothing

fu hua please give these old men a break

the fact yanqing looks to jing yuan to answer questions... oh baby

also jing yuan is so proud of him its so cute

hes so polite. even though she stole yanzhuo

oh yunli is an ASSHOLE

'you lost your sword because you were unfocused and now you have to fight me to get it back instead of expecting me to hand it over'

lmao the dad voice came out

i really like how its clear that yanqing is a lot more even tempered now. he only even entertains the idea of fighting yunli when she directly challenges him (after insulting him too!)

and when jing yuan warns him he immediately steps back

baby's first diplomatic mission

yunli darling i think yanzhuo is scared because it was possessed by a demon, not because yanqing is mean

this is so sweet. he really is jing yuans son

and remembering blades comment that jing yuan was a hothead as a kid. oh man. the parallels. oh boy

ok im not crazy. thank god

JING YUAN LORE

man it must be crazy for huaiyan to see this rebellious kid who became a knight against his parents wishes eventually succeed teng xiao and grow into one of the best generals the xianzhou has seen

i am ignoring the death flags yet again

hes so sincere its adorable

ok bestie cool it down. you have bigger fish to fry

I AM IGNORING THE DEATH FLAGS

jing yuan you cant die. he will be orphaned AGAIN

i dont know if he can take that

the parallel of jing yuan being told hes overthinking things by huaiyan and yanqing overthinking jing yuan

he is literally jing yuans mini me its so cute

yanqing, dan heng and jing yuan all sharing the same thoughts. i love their dynamic. they are the understanderrrrrs

MISTER DAN HENG

sobs

man yanqing is too young to be implicated in political intri-

hang on. if the abundance yanqing theory is true its gonna look real bad on jing yuan for looking after him. and like. that would be the ideal twist for this

but its only a continuance its fine nothing too important will happen

i hope

YANQING STEPPING IN TO PROTECT LINGSHA HES SO CUTE

hes good boy. jing yuan raised him well

this is maybe the first praise he's had to his face like. ever

at least in the entire game

well now we know why jing yuan was so uneasy

huaiyan's remark was so pointed jesus.

im curious to see where they'll go with this because i bet jy feels guilty as all hell

yes yunli thats what trauma does. and adding to it by insulting him and confiscating his property will totally help

she is so. 13. this is a 13yo

its striking me that yunli is everything yanqing haters claim that he is

i really hope yunli gets some character development. i can see all the yanqing stans realising this ^ and talking smack about her.

btw. dont do that. thats my 13yo edgy emo daughter

FEIXIAO IS SO HOT

well. i guess i do need a wind dps

oh my god shes so hot. oh my god

hes so excited to see her this is so cute

hey. she. she kinda looks like kiana. now that i think about it. with her hair like that and the blue eyes

ok its fine they dont share a va. false alarm. no kiana yet

bur GOD does she make me nostalgic for the og

kiana would absolutely say this

acheron come get your girl

DIPLOMACY KING!!!!

fearing how westerners will react to him being ticked off by yunli because they dont understance face

every girlboss must have her malewife

this warms my heart

she really is kaslana coded

[hope-to-hell]

The road to self-discovery. Travis Hackett x Reader. Smut, oral, facefucking, boot worship, shameless porn with approximately zero plot. Helping Travis unwind has its benefits; he’s wound tighter than a garage-door spring and needs this more than he’d admit. I must admit, this one was fun as hell to write.

———

Shh, that’s it. Down you go, nice and easy. He sure looks different from down here on your knees, the creak of old pine boards gunshot-loud in your ears when he laid a hand on your shoulder easy-as-you-please and dropped you down same as if he’d swung a hammer. And right there’s his fuckin shiny cop shoes and you can almost see your face in ‘em but for the sticky dust of a long day clinging from toecaps to laces and probably clear up into his socks.

You know what he was expecting and this ain’t it; hell, it’s not what you were expecting out of this but there’s you resting your head against one foot just for a moment—- just to gather your wits, maybe work up a little extra spit before clawing your way up to his belt— there’s you down there and why the hell not, just a little taste, just a little show and tell because right now he’s the axis of the whole damn world and he’s gonna know it one way or another before this is over.

So anyway, there’s you spit-shining those shoes with their deadly bootblack taste beneath road dust and a few stray drops of god-knows-what when he looks down to see what’s taking you so damn long and when he sees what you’re about, his heart jumps right out his throat and grabs his cock in a death grip. Jesus. It’s choked, strangled, all those pretty little words knotted up when really he just wants to tell you holy fuckin hell I’d never thought about it but sweetheart don’t you stop.

He’s gonna be standing in a puddle, a lake, an ocean when you’re through; in a little while he’s gonna stuff your face full of cock and run his mouth while you’re busy slipping and sliding in your own spit and slick and tryin your damnedest to suck his soul right out of his body. He knows it too, the bastard, even if right now you’ve got him all off-balance. Listen, he’s hardly straightlaced but he’s a country boy in the middle of goddamn nowhere and right now he’s shoving all kinds of bric-à-brac around in his mind to make room for just how much he likes seeing you on the fuckin floor like this.

Makes two of you, don’t it? It’s got you all worked up and dripping with so much more than spit, which is wild cuz it feels like your mouth’s somehow bone dry and wetter than fish in a stream. And it’s like a lightning strike on that same stream when he finds himself enough to tell you make ‘em pretty. Make ‘em shine. He calls you sweetheart and it’s sterner than before, maybe a hair towards cold cuz he’s a sharp one, your Travis, and stars above but he’s a quick study. Makes it easy, too, when just the sight of you bent over his boots has got him so. damn. hard: hard enough you can damn near hear his heartbeat from here, hard enough that if he doesn’t bury his cock in you some way or another, he’s gonna shoot off in his pants like he’s a fuckin teenager again.

So the next thing he does is rasp out eyes up here while he’s opening his belt one-handed— goddamn filthy showoff, with those clever fuckin fingers and hell, he isn’t even watching what he’s doing cuz he’s too busy locking eyes with ya and making that face: you know the one, it’s the one where he’s a little playful and a little mean— and hey. Hey. Cmon up here so I can fuck your face.

Oh, real nice pillow talk you’re saying, though it’s more breathless than maybe you’d expect and anyway he’s got his fly open and he’s feeding you his cock with the most featherlight touch to the back of your head.

You wanna write me a script or something, sweetheart? Not like he’s expecting an answer though, not with the way you’re swallowing him down. Fuck, you take it so good. He’s careful, holding back, being a gentleman. Travis knows his cues, watching the ebb and flow of your mouth on him, listening to those wet sounds with half his mind while the rest of him is all aflame. He’s pulsing on your tongue but holding steady; he’s all salt and sweat and the faintest bitter edge and there it is.

That’s your hands coming around from his thighs up to his ass, tugging just a little but it’s like a shove, a punch, a runaway truck because sweetheart, you just wrote him a blank check for your mouth and he’s gonna cash it. That hand on your head turns iron and there’s a spit and splutter where you’re choking him down and feeling every inch, with the teeth of his zipper pressing tracks into your cheek. Maybe it’ll bruise and wouldn’t that be sweet; he could hold your jaw in one hand and bring this moment back with just a little squeeze.

Don’t get distracted, though. Not now, not when he’s driving in hard and you can’t fuckin breathe for how he’s stoppered up your throat. Just take it, feel your eyes roll back and get your hand between your legs if you wanna get off. He won’t mind; he likes to watch you even if right now he's kinda occupied. And just like you thought, he’s running his mouth and it’s all just bits and pieces; the fuck and the oh you like that, huh? Choking on my cock like that, I could bathe in your fuckin spit are all mixed up with the grunts and groans and the slap slap slap of skin on skin and aw hell that is gonna bruise, isn’t it. It’s gonna leave a real nice mark and he’s gonna be the cat with the fuckin cream when he’s showing you off with it livid on your face.

And there’s the moan that rolls up through your throat and gets him all a-flutter when it grabs hold and pulls him in deeper than you thought he could go, deep enough that when you’re giving him shit for this later— all friendly-like, mind; he knows it and you know it and it’ll maybe end up with a little groping under the desk if he can’t quite get it up again so soon— later on when you’re ribbing him just right, your words are gonna be all slicked with come, hanging sticky in the air. Or maybe not— he’s gonna shoot right down your gullet, far enough that there’s just that little salty-bitter taste on the very back of your tongue.

Gonna— sweetheart. Fuck, I can’t— and there’s the easing-up of his broad hands; there’s the out if you want it. He could paint your face or the floor and he’d be alright about it either way, but you’re grabbing and hauling at his ass again as best you can. It’s a little less than your best, what with the black stars dancing around before your eyes and all, but goddamn he’s got the hint. And with a gasping Jesus fuck, maryandjoseph, I— he’s coating the inside of your throat white and it’s all over.

Except, you know, it isn’t really over. He’s still gotta haul you up and cradle your face in his hands so he can kiss you deep and get the taste of himself on his tongue; if you ask him why he’ll shrug and smile a crooked little smile that says cuz I like it on ya. Or in, or whatever. Means you’re mine. But he’s gotta know your lungs are still half-empty; those black stars are getting bigger and you’re about to slide right back down his body til you hit the floor.

So what else is he gonna do but pull away just that little bit so you’re sharing the coffee and bourbon on his breath, and if he’s holding up the both of you, well, he ain’t complaining. Fuck, he breathes against your lips, and that says it all. Fuck, he says again: stronger, bolder, his eyes all squinched up from the gears spinning round and round up in that brain of his; it must be something real wicked and so, almost before he gets the words out, you’re giving him the answer.

Fuck. Yes. One thousand percent.

[the-chosen-fanfiction]

Headcanons | Being John and James' adopted sister | Platonic

When you're around the age of 8, Zebedee and Salome find you orphaned after your mother passes away. They do not hesitate to take you in.

Your mother always brought you along to clean homes with her, so you're keen on helping out in the household as a means of expressing gratitude.

They've got two sons who are a little older than you. Of course, not being used to having a girl in the house, they pick on you at first. 

After a good talk with their parents, they eventually warm up to you and grow very fond of you.

James and John are quite the rascals in their early teens, so expect them to get you into all kinds of trouble, albeit unintentionally at times.

It appears that you've got a knack for their shenanigans and often participate in their endeavours, which usually ends up with one of you being drenched after falling into a creek or getting stuck in the highest branch of a tree, requiring Zebedee to come to the rescue.

The boys are very into the coming of the Messiah and are glad to include you into that hope, and soon, you’re also stoked for Him to arrive and pray about it as well, thoroughly enjoying the stories the boys have about who they expect Him to be.

James tries to teach you how to sword fight with a stick so that you can one day fight the Romans. John pretends to be a soldier which you then need to chase and beat up, which turns into such a mess of shouting and hollering taunts about Romans that Zebedee and Salome occasionally have to cut things short lest you draw attention from actual soldiers. Once James accidentally strikes John rather painfully one day, however, sword fighting is suddenly not so fun anymore and none of you talks about it ever again.

Around your 12th year, Zebedee starts taking you on fishing trips with him. The boys think it's odd at first but soon agree to the idea. You have very nimble fingers and appear to be very talented at detangling nets and ropes.

Zebedee teaches you how to swim around this time, too. Basically, he tells you to jump into the water and repeat the movements that he's making with his arms and legs. It takes a while for you to get the hang of it but he's trying his best.

When you're 14, you accidentally call Salome 'eema' one day, and it sticks. This also goes for calling Zebedee 'abba' from that point on.

The boys in the village take interest in you and this, of course, does not go unnoticed by your protective brothers. It comes as no surprise that you haven't even been asked for your hand by the time you are 18. Anyone who wants to go to you should get through John and James first.

Into adulthood, this protectiveness stays. The moment their ministry with Jesus starts changes nothing in that.

Even the Disciples who show interest in you aren't safe from the dangerous glares of your adoptive brothers. The only Man they'd allow you to see alone is Jesus.

Although the Messiah is very different from what you had expected, you wouldn’t change anything for the world.

It is as if you've been part of the family all your life. Occasionally, you still mourn your own parents, but when that happens, all four of them are around you to comfort you, and they reassure you that grieving is okay, and that they will always be there for you, no matter what happens

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for January 17, 2015; #74.

MC5 “Ramblin’ Rose” (live)

Doors, The “Rock Is Dead”

Johnny Thunders & The Heartbreakers “Chinese Rocks”

Ruts, The “Dope For Guns”

Richard Hell & The Voidoids “Blank Generation”

T.S.O.L. “Code Blue”

Banned, The “You Dirty Rat”

Martian Schoolgirls, The “Lonely Nights”

Suicide Squad “New Kids Army”

Grouper “Fishing Bird (Empty Gutted In The Evening Breeze)”

Godspeed, You Black Emperor! “World Police And Friendly Fire”

Beck “Pink Noise (Rock Me Amadeus)”

Jon Spencer Blues Explosion “Full-Grown Woman”

Primal Scream “Velocity Girl”

Bedflowers, The “You’re Not Blonde And Stupid, But Nobody’s Perfect”

Smiths, The “Bigmouth Strikes Again”

Jesus And Mary Chain, The “Inside Me”

Dead Banana Ladies “Hate Unites Your Mom” (demo)

Hamborghinni “Live High Five”

Medicine “Don’t Be Slow”

End Of The Year / Self Defense Family “I’m Going Through Some Shit”

Mark Feehan “Salvete”

Public Image Limited “One Drop”

Sleaford Mods “Tied Up In Nottz”

No Age “Glitter”

Royal Baths “Map Of Heaven”

Swervedriver “Setting Sun”

Deluxe rainbow broadcast.

[roboobin]

hi im robin i reblog things and try to be an extrovert!! u can message me whenever and if i message you feel free to ignore, it won't hurt my feelings also every time someone tags me in something my heart swells

always searching for name twins

current obsession:

DC COMICS AGAIN

other things i might reblog:

dndads

the sims 4

the adventure zone: balance

undertale

nimona

luca

dc (batfam, superman, roy harper specifically, billy batson, etc)

boygenius (and associated acts)

kpop (just b, XG, kiss of life, twice, girls generation, lee hyori, anything else that strikes me)

pom pom squad

jun togawa

rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

fish

babymetal

figure skaters

gravity falls

jesus christ superstar

marvel (deadpool, spiderman/s, daredevil, moon knight, etc)

minecraft diaries

puss in boots

stardew valley

twilight

the owl house

astrology

MBTI

Barbie

good omens s1 & s2

butterfly soup

tmnt in general

anything my friends make regardless if i care about it or not

orbiting human circus (of the air)

subway surfers

dream of gluttony

unus annus

rise of the guardians

baldurs gate 3

chappell roan

assorted music

hozier

dom fera

detroit become human

ace attorney? im not even in that fandom but my friend love interest is so i reblog things to send to her. someone give me a medal

baldurs gate 3

night in the woods

red white & royal blue

how to train your dragon

stray

fantastic mr fox

dropout tv

atla

tags below ⬇️ for my own use so they probably wont help u much. except #roboobin bcs thats just everything that comes out of my sorry mouth

[airyairyaucontraire]

running thoughts about S3 E01 of The Mandalorian, "The Apostate"

jesus Christ of COURSE the Mandalorians have their child soldier investiture ceremonies RIGHT WHERE A FUCKING MOSASAUR CAN POP UP AND RUIN THINGS

oh my GOD you guys

simple FISH RADAR could've given you the early warning you needed to avoid this malarkey!

THIS IS WHY YOU'RE ALMOST EXTINCT

YES YOU'RE PERSECUTED BUT YOU'VE ALSO GOT NO SENSE

also okay wow

way to upstage Paz YET AGAIN Dindin

you slay the dragon when he can't AND you have A HOT NEW SPORTSCAR and you still have a CUTE BABY

also listen

THERE'S A SQUID IN THE WARP TUNNEL

or maybe it's one of those space whales that Ezra Bridger disappeared with?

ngl I was a little disappointed one of the street musicians on Nevarro wasn't Max Rebo

awwwww they put up a statue to droid Taika

Greef's clothes just keep getting bigger

"The belters are mining the asteroid fields at the edge of the system." Just like The Expanse! let us know how that works out for ya, you're already dressed a bit like Chrisjen Avasarala

absolutely no one is impressed by Grogu's weak sauce name

you know where else you could be apostate landed gentry? TATOOINE

WHERE YOU HAVE FRIENDS WHO LOVE YOU

I'm not saying Greef doesn't care about you but COME ON why move to a planet with one friend (since I don't expect we'll be seeing Cara again) when you could hang out with FOUR friends some of whom are VERY GOOD-LOOKING and talk with fun accents (Kiwi and Cowboy)

c'mon Greef they just wanna get drunk in a school

you know, for a pirate, you don't have a very good hat. Hondo Ohnaka's hat would take a shit on your hat.

GREEF HAS TWO LITTLE BRIDESMAID DROIDS CARRYING HIS CAPE

A GOLD STAR TO WHOSEVER IDEA THAT WAS

what do you mean you need him back

he EXPLODED in LAVA

what makes you think the brainy parts are even there?

I REALLY FEEL LIKE IG-11 WAS A LOT MORE BLOWN UP AT THE TIME THAN THIS MAKES IT LOOK

I mean always happy to have more Taika

assuming he still talks like Taika

maybe his voicebox is effed up

maybe now he sounds like Jemaine Clement

"now that's using your head" says Din

JESUS Din

oh okay it's the tiny cute mechanics from the sequels

HOW DID YOU CRAWL IN THERE

a new side quest begins

did Grogu want to cuddle the tiny mechanic or eat it

YOU KNOW WHO YOU COULD TAKE WITH YOU TO HELP YOU ON YOUR QUEST

COBB VANTH

JUST SAYING

I bet he's feeling a lot perkier by now! and would do basically anything for you if you bought him a drink and put your hand on his knee under the table

like you wouldn't even have to rub it

ohhhhhhhhhhhh he's starting to deliberately TEACH the baby

the pirate is suddenly talking MORE PIRATEY and saying things like Avast

I miss the Space Scotsman, remember him? "Tell that to Kanjiklub!"

CAPTAIN GREENBEARD

will not be appearing much in this episode, I suppose they're just introducing him so he can be a recurring and very moist foe

With Din talking to Grogu so much more, explaining things to him, do you think his little speech delay will start to come right?

say what you will about Bo-Katan Kryze, she certainly can strike a louche pose on a throne. She's no Darth Maul, mind you. Then again, who is? (blows a kiss towards hell for him)

If she's so depressed and all her plans are fucked, why is she still striking poses on thrones?

get a job Bo-Katan

you can always work private security

or be an aesthetician because given what we know about your age clearly you have SOME incredible skincare secret (and your hair always looks nice)

I mean... the planet was poisoned decades ago, that's why everyone was living under domes.

That felt pretty short, I have to say.

I like how you can see from the concept art over the end credits that both Bo-Katan's throne and her pose got fancier over time

[childofchrist1983]

God has always been faithful and He is the Truth. He has always existed, and He has done amazing things which we can hardly comprehend. When is the last time you praised God simply because He is God, Creator of Heaven and Earth all all things inbetween? We often thank Him for what He does for us, but we forget to praise Him for being God. We must remember to praise Him, because all of creation praises Him, and we should join in the song.

As true Christians, we are in awe of God and His power and the fact that we get to seek, speak to and walk with Him daily. We praise Him for who He is. And we know He is good, true, and almighty, the Creator of all things good. He created the birds in the air, the fish in the sea. He shaped the mountains as though He were shaping clay. He spoke and the universe was. Stars shine because He told them to. He made humans and decided to walk with them. He wants a relationship with us. He has no beginning or end, but He created time and stepped into it. When lighting strikes, it asks for His permission. There is no one greater than Him. And we thank Father God Almighty for sending His only begotten Son, Jesus Christ, so that we can be saved and enter the Kingdom of Heaven. May we all remain faithful to Him and to this duty and purpose He has called us to. Seek and put your faith and trust in Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ and let Him do the rest. May He humble our hearts and help us focus on following and serving Him daily and helping others with joy and happiness. We lift our voices in praise to Him for His love, mercy, peace, faithfulness and grace. - For EVERYTHING!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[frmartinshomiliesandreflections]

6th December >> Fr. Martin's Gospel Reflections / Homilies on Matthew 15:29-37 for Wednesday, First Week of Advent: ‘They all ate as much as they wanted’.

Wednesday, First Week of Advent

Gospel (Except USA) Matthew 15:29-37 The crowds praised the God of Israel.

Jesus reached the shores of the Sea of Galilee, and he went up into the hills. He sat there, and large crowds came to him bringing the lame, the crippled, the blind, the dumb and many others; these they put down at his feet, and he cured them. The crowds were astonished to see the dumb speaking, the cripples whole again, the lame walking and the blind with their sight, and they praised the God of Israel.

But Jesus called his disciples to him and said, ‘I feel sorry for all these people; they have been with me for three days now and have nothing to eat. I do not want to send them off hungry, they might collapse on the way.’ The disciples said to him, ‘Where could we get enough bread in this deserted place to feed such a crowd?’ Jesus said to them, ‘How many loaves have you?’ ‘Seven’ they said ‘and a few small fish.’ Then he instructed the crowd to sit down on the ground, and he took the seven loaves and the fish, and he gave thanks and broke them and handed them to the disciples, who gave them to the crowds. They all ate as much as they wanted, and they collected what was left of the scraps, seven baskets full.

Gospel (USA) Matthew 15:29-37 Jesus heals many and multiplies the bread.

At that time: Jesus walked by the Sea of Galilee, went up on the mountain, and sat down there. Great crowds came to him, having with them the lame, the blind, the deformed, the mute, and many others. They placed them at his feet, and he cured them. The crowds were amazed when they saw the mute speaking, the deformed made whole, the lame walking, and the blind able to see, and they glorified the God of Israel.

Jesus summoned his disciples and said, “My heart is moved with pity for the crowd, for they have been with me now for three days and have nothing to eat. I do not want to send them away hungry, for fear they may collapse on the way.” The disciples said to him, “Where could we ever get enough bread in this deserted place to satisfy such a crowd?” Jesus said to them, “How many loaves do you have?” “Seven,” they replied, “and a few fish.” He ordered the crowd to sit down on the ground. Then he took the seven loaves and the fish, gave thanks, broke the loaves, and gave them to the disciples, who in turn gave them to the crowds. They all ate and were satisfied. They picked up the fragments left over–seven baskets full.

Reflections (6)

(i) Wednesday, First Week of Advent

As families look ahead to Christmas, they begin to think about the Christmas day dinner. Who will be present? How much food do we need to buy? Are there people living alone we could invite? On Christmas day, we value all the more our gathering around a table with others to eat and drink. In the first reading, the prophet Isaiah describes a very special feast. The host is no ordinary human host; it is the Lord. Those who gather are not just the members of one family, but are representatives from all the peoples. Even more striking, it is a banquet at which death is destroyed forever and the tears associated with death are all wiped away. When Jesus spoke of eternal life, he drew on Isaiah’s vision of a banquet of life, declaring that people will come from north, south, east and west to eat in the kingdom of God. Every gathering around a table where people feel welcomed and valued is a small foretaste of this heavenly banquet. In the gospel reading, Jesus hosts a banquet in a deserted place for a large crowd. Even though the resources they offer him are small, seven loaves and a few small fish, he works powerfully through them so that everyone gets to eat as much as they want. Here is a special foretaste of the banquet in the kingdom of God. The prayer and actions of Jesus, thanking God for the food, breaking it into pieces, giving it to the disciples, also anticipates the prayer and actions of Jesus at the last supper, when Jesus gave himself as food and drink to his disciples. The risen Lord does the same at every Eucharist, giving himself to us as bread of life. Our gathering around the table of the Lord at Mass is a powerful foretaste and anticipation of our final gathering at the banquet of eternal life, where our deepest spiritual hunger and thirst will be satisfied.

And/Or

(ii) Wednesday, First Week of Advent

There are two questions asked in this morning’s gospel reading. One is asked by the disciples and the other is asked by Jesus. The question that the disciples ask - ‘Where could we get enough bread in this deserted place to feed such a crowd?’ – is a somewhat despairing question, or, at least, a defeatist question. It is a question that does not really have any hopes of an answer. The question that Jesus asks – ‘How many loaves have you?’ – is a much more focused question. It is a question that already points people in the direction of a solution to the problem they were facing, the problem of how to feed a large crowd in a deserted place. Jesus’ question called forth those seemingly insignificant human resources among the crowd, seven loaves and a few fish, that he could nevertheless work with in a very powerful way. Today’s gospel assures us that Jesus can work powerfully through the little that we possess. If he is to do that, however, we may need to ask the right kinds of questions, not the kinds of questions that leave people feeling that nothing can be done, which was the kind of question the disciples asked. We need to ask hopeful questions, the kind of question Jesus asked, questions that encourage us to look at what we actually have been given, and to trust that the Lord can accomplish far more with those resources that we might imagine.

And/Or

(iii) Wednesday, First Week of Advent

Elevated ground features in both of our readings this morning. In the first reading, the prophet speaks of a mountain where the Lord will be the host at a great banquet. This will be a banquet of rich food and fine wines, where all mourning, sadness and shame will have been removed, and where even death itself will have been destroyed. Here is a vision which lifts us beyond the world as we know it towards another world where all is as God wants it to be. In the gospel reading, Jesus goes up into the hills and large crowds go up the hills after him. There in the hills of Galilee, Jesus gives speech to the dumb, mobility to the lame, sight to the blind. He goes on to feed the hungry with very limited resources. He feeds them so well that all ate as much as they wanted, and, even then, there were seven baskets full left over. The vision of Isaiah in the first reading becomes something of a reality in the gospel reading. Both readings speak to us of a God who wants us to have life and to have it to the full. It was Saint Irenaeus who said that the glory of God is the human person fully alive. In the gospel reading, the Lord needed others to bring the sick to him; he needed the disciples to help him feed the crowd. He continues to need us if his life-giving work is to get done. Advent calls on all of us to be instruments of the Lord’s life-giving and healing presence in the world. In Advent we pray, ‘Come Lord Jesus’. We also offer ourselves as channels for the Lord’s coming.

And/Or

(iv) Wednesday, First Week of Advent

This morning’s first reading from Isaiah is often chosen as the first reading for a funeral Mass. It is a vision of a great feast on a mountain at which the Lord is host and from which all mourning and death have been banished forever. It is truly a feast of life. It is a vision which anticipates much of what we find in the gospels. Jesus often spoke of the kingdom of heaven, the kingdom of God’s life, as a great feast to which people from north, south, east and west would come. In this morning’s gospel reading Jesus provides a feast of life in the wilderness. It was an unexpected feast because the resources available for the feast were so few, seven loaves and a few small fish. Yet, Jesus worked powerfully through those meagre resources. The evangelist understood that feast as an anticipation of the Eucharist, where again the Lord works powerfully through meagre resources, offering us his body and blood under the simple form of bread and wine. The church has always understood the Eucharist, in turn, as an anticipation of the great banquet of eternal life. The Eucharist, like the banquet of the first reading and of the gospel reading, like the final banquet of God’s kingdom, is a feast of life, and we are sent from the Eucharist to promote life in all its forms.

And/Or

(v) Wednesday, First Week of Advent

In the first part of today’s gospel reading, Jesus heals the broken and the crowds who witness it are astonished at Jesus’ life-giving work and praise God because of it. Jesus appears to be working on his own. Immediately after this time of ministry, Jesus attends to the needs of the crowds. Noticing how hungry they are, he has compassion for them, and sets himself the task of feeding them. However, on this occasion, he doesn’t work alone; he involves his disciples very directly. He shares his concern with the crowds with his disciples; he questions them about the resources of food to be found among the crowds; he involves them directly in feeding the crowds from these resources. Perhaps there is an image here of how the Lord works today. There are times when he engages very directly with people who come to him in their need, as in the first part of the gospel. There are other times when he needs his disciples to minister to people in the way he wants. He needs us to give expression to his own compassion for people, just as he needed the disciples in the gospel reading. Like them, we may feel inadequate before the task the Lord seems to set us, ‘Where could we get enough bread in this deserted place to feed such a crowd?’ Yet, today’s gospel reading shows us that the Lord can work powerfully through what can seem to us to be very inadequate resources. Our equivalent of the seven loaves and the few fish can be enough for the Lord to do his work, if we entrust those resources to him and create space for him to do his life-giving work through them.

And/Or

(vi) Wednesday, First Week of Advent

I am often struck by the question of the disciples in today’s gospel reading, ‘Where could we get enough bread in this deserted place to feed such a crowd?’ Jesus wanted to feed the hungry crowd and didn’t want to send them away. The disciples could see no way of doing this. Their question is a very human one. It is the kind of question we all ask when we find ourselves faced with a situation that seems beyond us. We often encounter situations in life that make us very aware of our limitations. We can easily shrink before such situations and we can be tempted to lose heart and throw in the towel. Yet, where we see problems, the Lord often sees possibilities, provided we do whatever we can do, little as it may seem to us. In today’s gospel reading, Jesus took the few resources the disciples had, seven loaves and a few small fish, and then, with their help, he fed the whole crowd with those resources. It wasn’t a case of everyone getting barely enough. No, ‘they all ate as much as they wanted’. The evangelist, Matthew, is suggesting that we must never underestimate what the Lord can do through our human resources, small as they may seem in our eyes, provided we give generously of them. As Saint Paul knew from his experience, the Lord can work powerfully through our weakness. Indeed, sometimes it is our very weakness, our vulnerability, our inadequacy, that can give the Lord the greatest scope to work through us, provided we trust in him to do so.

Fr. Martin Hogan.

[dekaydk]

Step By Step Ep 10

I really want to like this show but I keep getting plot, pace, dialog and character icewater dumps on my head.

Spent the entire episode thinking that Jeng is incapable of thinking even tactically about his love life, much less strategically. Especially not about how this intersects with work. This dude should not run a (whatever the Thai equivalent) of a chaebol even if daddy does hand him the reins in the future.

Pat is repeatedly smarter about all this than Jeng is. Jeng sees Pat's reasonable caution as naive lack of confidence and rolls right over it.

What is this color inversion between Chot and Pat’s outfits?

Sound weirdness in the screening room scene - did they loop the dialog?

Again with the open mouth pose!

GOD I HATE IT WHEN THE CHARACTERS GET SELF ABSORBED AND DON”T HEAR EACH OTHER IN AN EXAGGERATED WAY okay this was less exaggerated than usual

“I know that Mr. Jeng thinks of you beyond work” Oh you do know that for certain? gonna let this one slide

This bit about "the relationship will be awkward at first" YA THINK

“Krit doesn’t think about hard launching you at all” what pray tell is hard launching

God the stupid sound effects totally take the emotional weight out of this scene

Okay, Chot crying awwwwww. So happy for him.

Pat crying is probably a little tough for Jeng to interpret at first

SPEAK ENGLISH TO ME BABY (insert scene from A Fish Called Wanda)

Wait, in the kitchen in front of the windows?

Phone screen protector as a metaphor AND product placement?

Confirm/Delete is even a question?

The music makes it seem like following on social media is a bigger deal than the other stuff?

Okay, enough with the screen protector

Pat’s presenting

Assistant dude has a suspicious thought or two

Okay, cubicle handsies cute but debatably smart

Office parking garage messing around HONK giggle start over

Badminton again and assistant dude is SUSPICIOUS

Theory: assistant dude has a crush on Jeng

I think people are cruel. SO RIGHT JENG

Office meeting: assistant is taking notes on what he sees

Pat's Dad is still around?! Oh okay everything’s cool “take care of my son” with a side order of “when did we become buddies”

“Phi Jeng/Nong Pat”

Okay, Pat has the seduction thing down

I wasn’t feeling the chemistry before but I’m sold on this scene

Aww fantasy wedding

But…isn't it a smidge early to be talking about geting married?

Jen and Jaab moment

Wait Jaab is with someone WTF PLEASE why are we learning this now (once again we have a time gap that is tough to follow)

(Got a bit of a Bible vibe just now; this is a compliment to both men)

Vasectomy WELL IF YOU NEED ANOTHER ONE LEMME KNOW thought bubble

OH WAIT CONFESSION

This is nicely mature and resolves this hanging thread

Wait Pat as the head of the department? This is not going to go well. His business smarts aside he’s never even been a manager, much less a senior manager/director level. Jeng, don’t promote people too fast; it’s not fair to them or the team. “What are you playing at?” indeed!

Office gossip scene. Wait, queen office bitch is in their corner?

Jaab is seeing someone called Paint. And pining over Jen, the two-timer.

Whoa nasty office sticky notes!

Marcom jerkface strikes again

What does he have to do with the board and why is he telling Jeng about the board? (Update: forgot he was Jeng’s uncle)

JESUS THIS WAS FORESEEABLE JENG YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER

Condo. Pat wants to talk in bed. Jeng: grabs Pat. Not gonna sex it away dude SEE

And don’t close your eyes, Pat is trying to TELL YOU SOMETHING Pat is being smarter about this than you are.

Next morning: WHOOPS SHITTY PEOPLE CLIP SHARING

Pat is fed up with Jeng not listening/treating his concerns seriously and he's outta here and gonna do what he's gotta do. That resignation letter is gonna get delivered.

Wait. Pat scrammed from the condo without saying anything and wecut to Jeng having coffee like nothing happened?

Pat resigned. Okay again probably the right move. He has less to lose and he knows it. (Back to “What are you playing at?”)

The president approved it? This will be interesting. Why is the president involved? Pat is twenty layers down the org chart. That would be like Tim Cook approving the resignation of some junior manager at Apple.

Okay, time to read everyone else's takes.

[helfireclub]

Dancing with the Devil {Eddie Munson x FEM OC ! } Chapter 9

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7| Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 (18+) | Chapter 11 

Chapter: A date with Eddie Munson ! 

General POV

Lilly sat on the passenger seat.

Eddie started the van and had his hand on the back of Lilly's seat.

When they drove out of the school parking lot, Lilly opened the window on her side.

'God how is this van so hot.' Lilly asked.

But she exactly the answer Eddie was about to give.

So she mouthed it with him.

'I know I'm hot, but if you say it like that.' Eddie said a grin on his face as he let his hand slide towards Lilly.

'Could you open the dashboard drawer, it has my cigarettes.' Eddie said as she fished the lighter out of his pocket.

'I thought you were taking me on a date, I'm not a maid Munson.' Lilly said with a small grin looking at him with a side eye.

Lilly took out a pack of Lucky strike out of his dashboard drawer.

She grabbed Eddie's lighter and put one if her mouth wanted to light it but her long ass hair was in the way.

Lilly was cursing under her breath and with her hand she threw her hair over her head to one side.

She then put her hand in front of the cigarette while lighting it.

Lilly inhaled the first hit and while she was pulling out a cigarette for herself out of the pack she scooted over to Eddie.

'Take it.' She said the cigarette on her lips.

Concentrating herself on lighting one for herself.

Eddie bit his lip but gratefully took the cigarette putting his foot further down the pedal of his van.

They were driving the opposite direction of the other cars.

'Where are you kidnapping me Munson?' Lilly asked him while putting her foot on the dashboard enjoying the late evening breeze on her face through the window.

'Kidnapping.' Eddie repeated while taking a hit from his cigarette.

'That's for me to know.' Eddie said while driving off towards the woods.

Normally the woods in a place she wasn't living that long should be freaking her the fuck out.

But for some reason she felt fine.

'First I'm going to tell you I'm working with points on this date.' Lilly said while turning towards him from the window.

'Points?' Eddie said looking at the road.

'Yeah and your on negative one right now.' Lilly added while throwing the last of her cigarette out of the window.

'A negative one? How so?' Eddie said slightly offended.

'Well you had a plus one, for helping me in the van like a real gentleman.' Lilly admitted.

'How did I lose 2 points in like 5 mintues?' Eddie said even more offended and confused.

'What do you hear?' Lilly said crossing her arms.

'Nothing my car?' Eddie said looking away from the road in her eyes.

To which Lilly raised an eyebrow.

'Exactly.' She answered.

It took a few seconds to click with Eddie but his eyes turned big suddenly.

'Oh my fucking god, I'm a worthless piece of shit princess.' He apologized.

Before pressing play on the radio, Black Sabbath 'war pigs' started playing.

'I'll make it a zero again okay?' Lilly said with a smirk on her face as she sat back on the seat looking at the road.

'but still what are we doing tonight?' Lilly asked impatiently.

'Just a moment princess Jesus.' Eddie cursed under his breath while throwing his cigarette out of the window.

'Glad you're wearing these shoes though.' Eddie admitted as he drove on a small road in the forest.

'Damn, Steve told me that if something weird was happening I needed to steal your van and get to the movies.' Lilly said while looking out of the window.

'Might need to take it up on him, because it feels like you're going to kill me in the forest.' She pulled her head back down in the car looking with a grin on her face to Eddie.

To which he grinned back.

Eddie stopped the car and jumped out helping Lilly out of it.

'We need to walk a little, but I promise you like it.' He said as he took his bag with him and locked the van this time walking away from the van.

'Getting weirder second by second.' Lilly admitted but she did follow him.

She jumped over a fence but she came down on a branch to which she slipped.

But Eddie caught her arm and pulled her up without her even touching the ground.

'Thanks.' Lilly said as she had gained her own balance again.

'Always.' He said as he walked forward with her.

Lilly was looking around the woods were pretty.

'I bet it’s beautiful here when the sun goes down.' Lilly said as she caught up with Eddie.

He had a soft smirk on his face.

'I'm pretty sure indeed.' He said as he looked down on the strawberry blonde.

They were walking up to an old lake house.

Lilly suddenly walked up straight.

'What is this?' she said as she almost stopped.

'The location for our date Lilith.' Eddie said as he jumped over the fence.

'Come on, let me help you.' He said as he motioned with his hand for her to come over.

Lilly took the pack of cigarettes out of her pocket and gave it to him. Before jumping over the fence.

It was big higher than the last one so she was happy he stood in front of her. Because she once again almost fell.

But he catched her and helped her stand up straight.

Giving her back her pack of cigarettes.

She stuffed it back in her pocket and waited for Eddie to open the door.

And he really did get a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door.

'This is the house of a frien of mine, but he's in jail now.' Eddie said.

'So I kind of water his plants and shit.' Eddie said as he walked inside

When Lilly entered it was as she expected all the plants were dead and it was a real dusty mess.

But the tv was in the middle of the room and all kind of blankets and pillows were stacked next to the couch in a clean cardboard box.

It looked like it hadn't been there for so long.

Eddie was fixing the television.

While Lilly was looking if there was still water running.

Eddie got the television working.

'I have drinks and snacks in my bag.' Eddie said as he stood up looking at the tapes in the house.

Lilly was on It and found cans of beer In his bag and popcorn.

To which she let out a smile.

She found a bowl in the box with blankets and fastly cleaned it, before filling it with popcorn she walked towards Eddie with two cans of beer in her hand and the bowl with popcorn.

Eddie had spread out the blankets and pillows in front of the television.

He offered Lilly to have a seat in his blanket fortress and she gladly took it giving him the cans and the bowl. And when she sat down she reached up to take it over from him as he walked over to the television and turned it on.

'What are we watching?' Lilly asked as Eddie let himself fall back on the pillows next to Lilly.

'The shining.' Eddie said as he took a can of beer Lilly was offering him.

'Isn't that the hotel one?' Lilly said as she opened hers to.

Eddie almost chocked on his beer.

'Wait have you seen the shining?' he asked

'I love horror movies, I only heard about this one though, never got my fingers on this one tho.' Lilly said honestly.

'God Lilith.' Eddie said with a smirk as he took another sip from his can and lighted a cigarette.

Lilly took a sip from hers to, as she scooted a little closer to Eddie.

To of course snatch his cigarette and have a hit herself.

She did however not scoot back and had the bowl of popcorn on her lap.

Chapter: Goddamn Eddie Munson

General POV

The floor was covered in beer cans.

And Lilly sat up from all the blankets she had buried herself in.

'I'm so sorry for Daniel that kid is fucking traumatized.' Lilly said while stretching herself.

'I know right.' Eddie said.

'Jack got what he deserved though, the guy went fucking manic.' He said while putting the popcorn bowl away.

Lilly felt her heart in her throat.

It was great hanging out with Eddie and watching movies with him.

The sun had gone almost completely down.

Lilly got up to go to the toilet and when she came back Eddie was gone.

'Are you fucking kidding me?' Lilly said but the backdoor was open.

She stepped outside and noticed it had gotten a little chilly.

'Eddie I swear to god if you're going to go all Jack on me. I'd like to know where your keys are.' Lilly said aloud.

A shiver ran over her spin.

She should have put a sweater on.

Lilly put on a cigarette as she had actually a pretty great view.

The house was perfectly placed the backyard was a lake and the front was a forest.

She walked towards the scaffolding where a small boat was almost sunken completely.

Lilly threw away the last part of her cigarette and stretched herself before turning around.

She did not at all notice that Eddie was standing behind her.

So when Lilly turned around she almost shat her pants.

She fell backward the shock on her face.

But Eddie was faster and he catches her by the small of her back and her arm pulling him towards her.

Both of them fell on the wood of the scaffolding.

And Lilly was fuming.

'Are you fucking kidding me, Eddie !' She sat as she lay between his legs on his chest.

She sat up grabbed his t-shirt and shook him.

'Are you out of your fucking mind, I could have gone fucking berserk if I hadn't thrown my cigarette away, fucking burning you!' she cursed at him.

'But you didn't did you?' Eddie straight up answered.

Making Lilly fume even more.

'You fucking ass, you really don't have any shame or ... ' Lilly wasn't finishing her sentence.

Because she couldn't think of a word

And because of the way, Eddie was fucking staring at her.

His hellish smile on his face.

Staring straight into her eyes.

His hand was still on her back.

Lilly gulped and looked down at her hands and let go of Eddie's shirt.

Straightening it.

'What's the matter, Lilith?' Eddie said his voice a bit lower.

'You.. You!' Lilly bit her lip.

'Me what?' Eddie asked again a smirk on his face still looking for contact with her eyes.

He brushed the hair out of her face.

'You want me mad don't you Edward.' Lilly said as her fuming face suddenly turned.

Eddie's eyebrow raised up.

'Don't you Edward.' Lilly said again as she licked her lip

Eddie was silent for a second.

But Lilly grabbed Eddie's shirt and pulled him closer to her.

'Thought you would be the one doing this.' Lilly said under her breath before she almost kissed Eddie's lips.

But she stopped an inch away from him.

She could almost taste his lips.

But she held steady.

Because she knew it would just hurt his echo to much if she was right.

She felt Eddie's breathing change and he closed the gap between their lips.

Lilly let go of his shirt and let her hands slip up to his shoulders and she let her arms fall over him.

He shifted to pulling her closer by her hips.

When Lilly pulled back a little they broke the kiss.

Lilly sat back and Eddie let his hands go off her hips and sat them behind him on the wood of the scaffolding.

'Let's get inside it's getting cold and you have goosebumps.' Eddie said his voice still low as he stood up and pulled Lilly up.

She dusted off her pants. And walked in front of him towards the house.

Eddie was walking behind her.

He was definitely looking at her.

Lilly was pulling up the straps of her top.

They were falling down constantly so this whole evening he was focused on her shoulders.

Not because he was looking.

But because she was shoving the straps back up, distracting him and looking again.

He then saw change in Lilly's movement.

She started running towards the house.

'No no Lilith.' Eddie said as he sprinted after her.

Lilly went inside and wanted to shut the door in front of him.

But he was faster that by the time she wanted to shut the door ( Let's say Lilly needs to pull the door towards her to close it)

Eddie pushed his hand on the door so Lilly couldn't close it.

'For fucks sake.' Lilly cursed under her breath.

'For fucks sake what Lilith?' Eddie said his voice even lower.

'Wanted to lock me outside?' he replied to himself.

He took a step closer to Lilly.

To which Lilly took a step backwards.

When he stood inside he closed the door behind him.

Pulling a hand through his hair.

'Well Lilith?' He said again.

Lilly had taken another step back as she bumped against the couch.

He let out a chuckle before walking towards his backpack.

Lilly almost let out a soft sigh.

'It's getting dark out I'm pretty sure I need to bring you home soon, before I have big brother Harrington all over me.' Eddie said. He was searching for his care keys in his bag.

Lilly was folding the blankets.

When she put one over the couch and a few pillows too.

'Lillith?' Eddie said as he couldn't find his car keys and she didn't respond.

'Looking for these?' Lilly said as she rambled with his carkeys.

He turned around as she sat on her knees on the couch.

'It's only 10:30 on a Saturday night~

I'm pretty sure he won't miss me right away.' Lilly said biting on the inside of her cheek.

'I'll give you your car keys back at 11:30 okay?' Lilly said as she put them in her pocket.

Eddie let out a chuckle and a smile in the corners of his mouth.

Lilly stood up from the couch.

' Do I really need to pull you here?' she said as she stood on the side of the couch.

Eddie didn't let her say that twice as he almost jumped over to the couch.

[hakonpencari-cintasejati]

After playing Dying Light 2 for a month, here are my complaints for the game :

-The lack of triggering scenarions and face expressions from the NPCs, yes this including Hakon. I remember this scene where Aiden felt nausea while talking to Frank about them would go to meet the Colonel. He turned back and happened to pass Hakon who was standing with his arms rested on his chest the left side of the room (you know which). He indeed looked at you (Aiden) but he didn't say anything and his expression was blatantly blank, didn't affect him at all. He should react and ask "Aiden, kid, you look pale! You alright?" etc. I was disappointed when it didn't happen at all. I think there was Juan there. AND NICHOLAS! He should have commented too. I observe he is also the survivor who is concerned about Aiden's well being.

-The Fish Eye, after the first missile strike (the SURVIVING one), nothing significant changed with the view, ambience of the place. There should be some people rushed to aid and save their asses. Preparing medic, food, no drunkwards... same with Central City. It will be possible to spot one or two ambulances to pick up the civilians in need. Nothing the motherfucker Peacekeepers did in this scene. Ain't no way some soldiers no hearing through the radio that Frank warned the survivors about the missile attack. Thus, Peacekeepers should be busy helping civilians whether get into action or helping in the logistics part. Then, (the NOT SURVIVING one) could be improved except good job for already making the Fish Eye a mess. This is mandatory, but improvement could fill the emptiness.

-I like the activity of healing in Dying Light 1 and Following and it is much better. I love scavanging food to eat and it will add Kyle's health bar. Unlike in 2, it is very.... boring. However, props for the dev who recommended to add night time cuz i say!! I say it is challenging.

-The zombies were GONE in the cutscenes where Steve and that bald man drove Aiden to their destinations. Where are the zombies, man??!? They don't want to watch the drama between and involving those living human beings??!?

-No guns, yeah. This is why many people, including me, favored the bows and that gift from Peacekeepers if the player gives the fourth faction to them. Don't count the gun you have to craft from scraps. That shit never last longs.

-This is an INDIVIDUAL preference (i see you), but it would be nice if Hakon amused Aiden through the walky-talky like Pagan Min did to Ajay Ghale. Their interactions in the game what made me feel less lonely and it would be nice if Hakon did the same to Aiden. He likes rambling nonsense, like Pagan Min, right? That will work! (and it will ends after that cutscene of Hakon got shot by an arrow) For example :

Hakon : "What should i eat today? Canned sweet corns🌽 or red beans🥣?"

Aiden : "Sweet corns are much better."

.

.

Hakon : *some time later in the evening* "Bet the sky above you is uglier than mine here."

Aiden : *in the Old Villedor running errand* "Hakon, we are looking up to the same view of the sky!!! Jesus!!"

Hakon : "Really?"

This applies with Lawan with Aiden after they enter Central City. But, knowing Lawan's characteristics i can't say much. This is why i find it nice in the side mission called Aitor Aiden called Lawan for advice and such.

-Frozen screens💀 But, luckily i only encountered.... five? Yeah, not much. Still, looking forward of this being gone.

I say it again one more time, where did these motherfucking Peacekeepers when we are in need?!?! Especially after the first missile attack?! And yet they have the audacity to claim the whole Villedor under their rule if we pretty mucb side with them? Developers, you missed this important detail.

[bbina]

just like what wonbin said, you waited for him down the street. you were kicking rocks, trying to not look awkward while waiting for him to get down from his own place

"this is weird" you say out loud, looking up at the sky. the stars were out tonight which was nice. something you can look forward looking at later when you're gonna smoke the urge out

"what's weird?" a voice speaks from behind, causing you to jump

"jesus christ!" you yelled out, a hand on your chest to calm your heart

it was wonbin

wonbin laughs and apologizes for scaring you. "sorry"

rolling your eyes, you huff, walking ahead from him. you had no time for another set of small talk. you just wanted to go to the convenience store to buy what you needed and get home right after

"slow down. no one's chasing you down" wonbin speaks up, catching up to your pace. why are you in such a hurry?

"the convenience store isn't gonna run out of boxes you know?" wonbin says, nudging your shoulder as you continue to look straight ahead

you give him a look and instantly he purses his lips shut. thank god he can tell you weren't having it

"what are you even doing by going with me? it's just a short convenience store run" you ask, stealing a glance at the boy beside you. he was dressed in sweats and a hoodie

"just like you said, a convenience store run" he repeats what you just said, catching a glimpse of your face before you turn your head back up front.

instead of answering you just shrug. not wanting to strike up a conversation much longer. you weren't feeling it as you were craving for something to fill your lungs

shortly after that you two finally arrived at the convenience store. wasting no time, you grabbed all the shit you needed for tonight. some snacks and of course, the one thing you initially came for, your cigarettes

you wasted no time paying at the cash register, not even bothering to wait for wonbin who shot you a surprised look that you finished gathering and paying for what you needed before you went outside and sat on one of the chairs the said convenience store had

fishing a stick out of the box, you grabbed one and light it up before putting it in your mouth. taking a much needed long drag before exhaling it. you felt your mouths curve upwards, feeling the addictive drug fill your lungs

your little moment of solace is disrupted when wonbin suddenly sits in front of you. the sound of the chair scraping from the asphalt ground ringing in your ears

you sent him a glare before taking another hit off your cigarette

"this is lowkey giving me deja vu from the night we met" wonbin says. so uncalled for that you accidentally choked on your own spit, sending you to a coughing fit

"shit shit shit" wonbin curses, panicking for a second before handing you his freshly opened juice that he bought for himself

"you trying to kill me or something?!" you yell out, after calming yourself down. wonbin sheepishly smiles and holds out a peace sign

"not in the slightest bit" he says, holding his arms out in mock surrender

you clicked your tongue in annoyance before taking your third hit of the night. essentially easing your nerves down a bit. just what you needed

it didn't take long for wonbin to copy what you were doing. the next thing you know he himself was smoking with you

"pfft look at you smoking right after shitting on me for doing so" you scoffed, eyeing him puff the smoke out from his device. oh so he vapes too

wonbin raises an eyebrow but says nothing. okay sass king, you see how it is

"what flavor?" you ask, putting out your cigarette

"blueberry ice"

"can i try?" you ask again

wonbin hums. wiping the device with his hoodie before handing it to you

"thanks" you say, wiping it again for good measure before taking a puff

there's a burst of flavor in your mouth which quite frankly, you enjoyed. after taking another puff, you wipe the device before handing it back to wonbin

"do you like it?" wonbin asks, taking another hit. not bothering to wipe the device

"yeah it tastes good" you admit, licking your lips to get a tinge of blueberry again

"it's my favorite" wonbin shares, smiling to himself

quite honestly that was a little out of no where that it made you laugh a little

"okay vape boy" you mused, taking another stick out of the cigarette box before wonbin snatches it off your hands

"one stick is enough for tonight" he scolds lightly, placing the box far out of your reach

"literally wonbin what the fuck!" you cursed, feeling upset at his actions. you came out here to smoke and that's what you're gonna do and no one is gonna stop you

but it looks like wonbin just tagged a long to stop you from doing so

you catch wonbin about to take another hit off his device before you forcefully snatch it out of his hands as well. two can play this game. if you can't smoke then neither can he

"an eye for an eye. if i can't smoke then you can't either!" you poke your tongue at wonbin, hiding his vape device inside the pocket of your sweatpants

wonbin shrugs, "fine. fair play"

you clicked your tongue again at him in annoyance. now what else was there to do? since you can't smoke, then what? strike a conversation? might as well then

"i heard from seunghan that i was the topic of your group chat earlier today" you start, crossing your arms as you look up at the night sky

wonbin freezes for a split second before answering. seunghan does share everything with you, doesn't he

"... uh yeah" wonbin stammers

"why was i the topic?" you ask, might as well let the curiosity get the best of you

"actually seunghan was the topic because one of our friends saw you slap him. then he wondered how one of them knew it was you, then someone else mentioned rumors about you and a longtime boyfriend? i didn’t read all of it since we’re not friends and i don’t want to spread more baseless rumors” wonbin answers truthfully. in his defense, why would he look into these rumors? a rumor is just a rumor

so it was wonbin, you thought to yourself. you recalled seunghan mentioning that someone said in their groupchat not to talk about it and based with how wonbin answered, you conclude that it was in fact, him

"if you don't mind me asking, how are you dealing with the rumors circulating?" wonbin asks carefully, eyeing you in case he hit a nerve or something

you shrug, "don't really care. we're broken up already so let rumors be rumors"

wow, wonbin thinks to himself, he wishes he had your mindset. maybe he can learn a thing or two from you. here you were, unbothered with your dilemma that he too coincidentally shares but here he was, barely holding it together

"i wish i had the same mindset as you when it comes to these type of things" wonbin laughs lightly, resting his arms on the back of his head

how he wishes he was as strong as you seem. you didn't let a breakup affect you the way it's affecting him. it's almost jarring that even if he didn't break his own relationship, just the mere thought of being alone and the mere feeling of being lonely is eating him like crazy

maybe he can be the same. not now, but soon

you raise an eyebrow at him before scoffing

"i'm not really sure what you mean by that but all i can say for now is that it's more than what meets the eye" you murmured, playing with with your nails

wonbin senses the shift of atmosphere and quickly scrambles to spit out a string of apologies but you beat him to it

"i think i'm getting by. it's still relatively fresh but it's alright. i think i'll be fine" you continue, staring at nothing

wonbin sits up, unsure of what to do nor say. he feels like you're still formulating your thoughts before you speak so he waits

"actually you know what. maybe i'm not fine after all" you let out a bitter chuckle, "i may not act like it when i'm around people but when i'm all alone it's a different story"

wonbin's eyes widened. he can almost see a reflection of himself with what you just said. there really is more than what meets the eye

to wonbin, you seemed like you were fine with everything. even if you've just met in such a short amount of time, wonbin was sure you were just dealing with something else but no. you were actually hiding it exceptionally well when there's people around

you then snap out of your thoughts realizing you're starting to ramble to a not so complete stranger. seunghan's friend at that.

how embarrassing, you thought to yourself

"oh sorry, i'm starting to ramble" you squeak, covering your face from wonbin who pays no mind, in fact he actually wanted you to continue, to let it all out

"i got time, remember?" he says softly, offering a small smile of encouragement

you feel your cheeks start to heat up. there was no fucking way in hell you're going to open up about what you really feel inside these days to wonbin

what the fuck are you doing

"it'll stay between us. i promise" wonbin urges, "there's no one here but the two of us anyway"

"... i feel shy" you admit, "i never actually opened up to anyone about these recent events"

wonbin cocks his head to the side. not even to seunghan?

"not even to seunghan or your two girl friends?" wonbin asks

you shake your head no. "i mean i do tell them bits and pieces but i never actually told them anything. i'm not too sure why either. i just feel like they wouldn't get me" you murmured, sitting up

wonbin hums, nodding his head as he listens to you. though on the inside he feels a sense of relief that despite him being a total stranger, you felt that he was worthy of keeping your thoughts. something that he wants for himself, someone to keep his thoughts with them

he doesn't even understand why he feels a certain connection with you either from the moment he shared his first thoughts with you in the same place where you two are at. there was something about you that he felt a sense of comfort

maybe it's the circumstance that you two are coincidentally going through

the world will never know

"promise you won't make fun of me?" you ask, putting out your pinky for him to take

"pinky promise"

wonbin takes your pinky and links them together, sealing a promise between you and him. despite the cool night air, you felt a sense of warmth and relief with his presence

alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . pinky promise

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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