#la tunda

[endofthebookpod]

"So I'm Central American/South American. And so [La Tunda] was someone that I found in my research and I was like, we have to do her. We have to; she's so cool. And I know that it was like really important to Robbie [Thompson] to find, um, non-American specific monsters, which was a really fun challenge of like, finding mythology outside of Catholicism and outside of American mythology." -Rachel Lynett

[thebeautyofthewinchesters]

1x02 Teach Your Children Well

[corancoranthemagicalman]

Hello, Supernatural friends!

In trying to find a perfect creature for what I have in mind for a fic, I came across la Tunda in the context of la Ciguapa being a wandering feminine figure luring men in the woods, and the article was talking about adjacent stories such as la Cegua, la Patasola, and la Tunda.

I had done some reading on la Tunda before after watching The Winchesters episode Teach Your Children Well. (Bare in mind, I haven’t watched beyond Reflections yet, so I’d appreciate no spoilers! But I think I speak on a whole when I say Supernatural is not great at depicting creatures, so I felt the need to read into it a bit more post-episode if for nothing to satisfy my curiosity on la Tunda.)

Anyway, now that I’m researching for this WIP of mine she’s come up again.

What little I was able to find previously did not give me the same impression as this article I’ve just found alluded to. This newer article mentioned sucking blood in a Dementor’s Kiss fashion, and that la Tunda could come dressed as a loved one. In opposition, the previous articles I had read after watching The Winchesters episode said that la Tunda could take the shape of a loved one, but that she targeted unfaithful men specifically. (There was mentioning in this previous article of her targeting misbehaving children as well, in which she would be maternal in her visage. The newer article made no mention of her targeting children, but again it only brought her up in relation to la Ciguapa.)

All of this to say—I don’t know that she’s the mythos I want to use for this fic anyway, but I would love to be able to have a more accurate grasp on her? And other stories like her! I know it’s just a fanfiction, but I would never want to come across as insensitive or ignorant when depicting stories that are from different cultures. (I refuse to commit pishtaco crimes.)

If anyone knows of any great references, or would be willing to share what they might know of la Tunda (or other such tales!) I would be very obliged.

I’ll post the links to the articles I’ve mentioned in a reblog, since I know links make Tumblr eat posts. In the interim, thanks for reading and any help would be appreciated!

[ceritamelayuboleh]

TERLAJAK TERUNA SELEPAS MALAM PERTAMA (VERSI ISTERI)

Sejujurnya i kahwin dengan suami i ni pun sebab dia dan keluarga dia kaya, senang lenang hidup i sikit. I bukannya melayan dia sangat waktu uni. Cuma i berdamping dengan dia sebab dia pandai dan tolong I dalam pelajaran.

Terkejut jugak I bila dia masuk melamar nak kahwin. I rasa geli nak berkahwin dengan dia, mana taknya, lemah lembut sangat, acah alim la kononnya, tak rasa macam dia tu lelaki.

I ingatkan dia akan tinggalkan I lepas tunda urusan perkahwinan sampai I habis grad. Rupa-rupanya, dia jadi makin menjengkelkan. Asyik telefon la, asyik mesej tanya khabar la, kekadang sampai tak tidur nak sembang dengan I.

I pulak bukan melayan sangat pun, i tengok dia macam orang yang telefon nak jual barang. Kekadang i blok je dia, lepas tu bagi alasan bateri fon habis, saja nak main-mainkan dia. Dekat uni, I ni boleh dikatakan terkenal jugak. Fakulti I tak ramai perempuan dan I ni salah satu yang cantik. Tiap-tiap hari boleh nampak pelajar laki curi-curi tengok tetek dan punggung I.

Lagi satu sebab i terkenal adalah sebab i suka melepak dengan pelajar lelaki. I suka apabila mereka curi-curi tengok tubuh, i suka apabila mereka beri perhatian dekat I, I suka disentuh oleh pelajar-pelajar lelaki. Korang nak tahu satu rahsia? Dalam masa i belajar dekat uni, i jarang gila duduk dekat asrama I. Selalunya, I akan duduk di bilik-bilik pelajar lelaki yang I suka. Warden pun bukan periksa pun apa yang jadi dalam asrama lelaki.

Dalam asrama lelaki inilah, I belajar untuk membuli dan merendahkan pelajar-pelajar lelaki skema,acah alim dan lembik. Dengan sokongan kebanyakan pelajar lelaki yang lain, hidup I di uni senang. Kerja kursus I ditangani bebudak skema, waktu peperiksaan banyak saja bebudak laki akan tolong I dalam dewan peperiksaan dan nafsu I jugak dipuaskan bebudak lelaki yang sama.

Pada awalnya, masa suami I telefon, i selalu akan elak panggilan dia. Tetapi atas saranan pelajar lelaki lain, mereka menyuruh i menjawab saja panggilan tersebut dan melayan suami I sambil mereka melayani I. Mereka memberitahu kepuasannya berbeza jika dibandingkan dengan yang biasa.

Memang betul cakap mereka, perasaan klimaks sambil bersembang dengan suamiku memang berbeza. I berasa lebih seronok, I berasa seperti I dapat kepuasan yang I nak sambil mempermainkan suami I. I akan biarkan cipap i dijilat sambil bertelefon dengan suami I, suara dengusan I akan I biarkan suami I mendengar. Si Suami I pulak akan menyangka i dalam kesakitan dan menanya perihal kesihatan I. I pernah bersembang dengan suami I ketika menunggang batang pelajar lain dan juga pernah membuat panggilan video semasa cipap ku disantap oleh pelajar lelaki lain.

Begitulah kehidupan I di uni. I menunggang seberapa banyak batang yang boleh, I memuaskan nafsu diri I setiap hari dengan menggunakan pelajar-pelajar lelaki di sekeliling I. I pernah melayan seorang, dua orang dan beberapa orang sekaligus sewaktu I di uni. Sebab itulah, I berasa kurang seronok ketika ibu bapa I bersetuju untuk mengahwinkan I dengan suami I. I berasa I dikekang dan geli untuk berkahwin dengan dia tapi i masih terima sebab suami i ni kaya.

Sebab itulah sehari sebelum bernikah, I anjurkan "pesta ranjang" di sebuah bilik hotel. I menjemput rakan-rakan lelaki I untuk meraikan perkahwinan I. Hampir 15 rakan lelaki I datang dan kami mulakan sebaik sahaja rakan pertama i muncul. I dihenjut beraneka posisi, dari katil hingga ke ruang tamu hingga ke tandas I tunggang batang. I bermandi peluh dan mani sehingga keesokan paginya. Kekadang I menunggang satu batang, kekadang dua dan paling maksima melayan 5 batang sekaligus(punggung, cipap, mulut dan melancap guna kedua-dua tangan).

I tidak tidur semalaman tersebut, I tidak tahu berapa kali i klimaks dan tidak tahu berapa kali rakan-rakan I memancut ke dalam ku. Perut I berasa kenyang menelan air mani pancutan batang-batang rakan-rakan I . I tidak berhenti sehinggalah beberapa jam sebelum waktu bernikah. Rakan-rakan I tidak membenarkan I untuk mandi dan menyuruh I bersedia untuk bernikah tanpa membersihkan diri. I masih ingat lagi air mani rakan-rakan I menitik membasahi seluar dalam I ketika I sedang bernikah.

Lepas habis bernikah, I pun cuba la berseronok dengan suami I waktu malam tersebut, Tapi korang semua dah tau kan, si suami I tak dapat naik dan I menduakan dia dengan rakan lelaki yang lain. Memang puas I menunggang rakan lelaki I malam itu sambil suami I terpaksa tengok. Lebih puas adalah menyuruh suami I membersihkan cipap I sambil punggung i dihenjut rakan I. Itu adalah malam keseronokan I dan malam dimana suami I kekal teruna selama-lamanya

[cyberagentchaos]

ZIRAH MY MASTURBATION BUDDY - PART 2

Jadi lepas tu kitorang sambung borak lagi dan dia tanya macam-macam la..macam mana lelaki melancap?..tangan mana yang guna?..lepas pancut terus puas ke? perempuan pun melancap jugak ke? sama macam lelaki ke?...perempuan pun pancut jugak ke?..kalau dia nak buat aku boleh ajarkan ke? aku macam woww..serious ke zirah? dalam banyak-banyak soalan aku macam tak caya pulak dengan satu soalan cepu emas yang aku dapat dari dia malam tu..aku cuba tanya lagi untuk dapatkan kepastian..betul ke apa yang aku dengar ni? nak aku ajar camne nak lancap? kenapa tiba-tiba dia berminat nak tau pasal melancap ni padahal sebelum ni kita dah bincang pasal seks macam-macam topik..tapi topik melancap jadi kegemaran dia? Lepas tu dia cakap..ohh..takla sebelum tu dia kata aku nak tanya..perempuan kalau melancap memang akan kuat mendengus ke? aku jawab laa haa betul sebab dia tengah nak capai orgasme tu..sebelum klimaks memang perempuan akan mendengus menahan nikmat sebelum diakhiri dengan erangan dan badan menggigil sedap menandakan yang perempuan tu dah orgasme.

Soalan dia buat aku bertambah musykil dan ingin tahu..Kenapa ko tanya macam dah tau je? Pernah buat ke? Dia cakap ohh tak laa...Bila aku selidik dan tanya lebih lanjut rupanya dia bagitau aku yang ada satu malam tu dia tidur awal sebab letih..tengah-tengah malam dalam pukul 1.00-2.00 pagi lebih kurang dia terjaga dengar roomate dia katil sebelah mendengus sambil tangan pegang phone borak dengan boyfriend dia. Masatu tengah gelap sebab tutup lampu kan tapi dia ada pasang lampu malap yg kecik tu so nampak la sikit apa yg jadi, jadi dia dengar & nampak roomate dia tengah berborak dengan boyfriend dia dengan nada suara ghairah dan isi percakapan dorang tu agak lucah la macam B..b..syg dah tak tahan..ahh..ahh..b cepat b sayang dah nak pancut..sikit lagi..urhhh,,huh..ahh..b..cepat nanti roomate syg dengar..ahhh..ahhh..ahhh..yess..bb..bb syg dah keluar..ahh..masa part ahhh tu dia dengar kaki roomate mcm menendang hujung katil sambil katil tu bergegar diikuti bunyi lega dr roomate dia..ahhh yes..b..thank you b buat syg puas..hehehehe..lepastu dorg borak mcm biasa sbb roomate dia kata nk basuh bersih sebelum mandi then nak tido apa semua...lepastu dia perasan roomate dia macam nak alih pandangan kat katil dia macam nak pastikan dia masih tidur tapi dia awal-awal dah buat-buat lelap dulu sebab nak pastikan roomate dia tak malu kan..segan la nanti nak berhadapan..haha.. Jadi..bila aku dengar dia cerita macam tu...batang aku naik mencanak dah..aku dah boleh agak si zirah ni pun teruja dengar kawan dia melancap.. masa dia tgh syok cerita tu tangan aku dah dalam seluar gosok-gosok batang..aku dh keluarkan batang sambil lancap..dengar suara dia bercerita pasal tu pun dh buat aku stim sangat..tapi aku fikir sabar dulu..apa kata aku tunda pancut malam ni masa tgh borak dengan dia tu aku gosok-gosok batang aku sambil tanya dia apa yg jadi dengan lebih detail...last sekali kitorang decide utk stop borak & tido sebab dh lewat malam tapi masatu batang aku masih mencanak nak terpancut dah tapi aku tahan lagi..aku edging je dulu sebab aku percaya aku boleh pujuk zirah utk melancap bersama..masa tu aku akan pancut sepuas hati aku..jadi aksi malam tu aku tamatkan dengan konek aku yg tegang dan aku biarkan tegang sambil bayangkan apa yg mungkin bakal terjadi esok..aku tutup lampu dan tidur dgn batang yg tegang dan beransur lembik setelah tidak distimulasi lagi..payah bagi aku nak tido lepas apa yg aku dengar malam tu..hasrat aku agak kuat nak pancut jgk utk redakan nafsu yg tgh membuak-buam..tapi aku percaya kalau aku sabar dan tunggu aku boleh dpt pulangan yg lebih lumayan..

Keesokan paginya aku terlajak tidur..sampai pejabat hampir sikit lagi nak lewat dalam pukul 8.57 am..capping masuk 9.00 pagi lepas tu dikira lambat..merah la report bulanan kedatangan nanti..Selalunya aku akan sampai dalam 7.30 paling lambat pun sebelum pukul 8.00 am. Itu semua gara-gara borak dengan zirah sampai lewat malam. Aku borak dengan dia malam tu sampai ke topik melancap tulah. Subuh pun terlepas nasib baik sempat mandi, pakai baju, capai motosikal dan terus rempit pegi tempat kerja.. Sampai-sampai je si zirah ni dah tersenyum lebar nampak aku masuk mesti sebab isi perbualan kitorang semalam.

Aku dah tak sempat nak borak dengan dia lama-lama cukup sekadar hai hai je lepas tu aku terus on desktop buat kerja. Nak sarapan pun tak sempat sebab aku dah sampai pun dekat pukul 9.00 am. Zirah asyik menjeling ke arah aku macam bagi signal je pasal CD Blue yang aku ceritakan semalam tu.. Dia nampak teruja sangat..haha.. tepat-tepat 12.30 pm macam biasa dia terpacak dah depan meja aku senyum-senyum terus dia datang dekat nak berbisik tanya weh,,,bawak tak CD blue yang ko kata semalam tu..? hihi.. lain macam rupanya dia ni..masa aku kenal dia setahun lepas dia memang peramah tapi tak la seghairah macam ni..haha..mungkin dia excited kot nak tengok pasal melancap tu macam mana..dan mungkin akhirnya dia setuju nak tengok salah satu koleksi CD blue aku..Aku ada sebut kat dia yang aku ada simpan banyak koleksi video seks western / european kalau dia nak tengok & tau apa tu pornografi..tapi masatu dia kurang minat mungkin sebab dia segan..yelah perempuan tengok porn masa tu bagi aku sedikit taboo..selalunya lelaki yang layan...aku rasa dia nak jaga persepsi aku terhadap dia kot..haha..tapi setakat ni aku rasa terkejut dengan perkembangan dia pasal topik melancap tu..

Aku sambut pertanyaan dia dengan bukak beg aku lepastu keluarkan dvd blue tu yh aku letak dalam plastik hitam..Belum sempat aku nak hulur dia dh sambar dari tangan aku..keluarkan dr plastik lepas tu dia duk cakap woahh wahh besarnya eee camne dorg masukkan kuat-kuat..aku terkejut terus tegur dia woi CD blue tu jangan tayang-tayang kat office ni org perasan kang kantoi laaa..hahaha.. dia gelak..sorry weh..terus dia masukkan balik dlm plastik lepastu dia simpan dalam beg dia.. pastu aku terus ajak dia turun makan..

[arasftr]

Manusia Beruntung

Ada manusia yang setiap hari berdoa, terus mengulang doa yang sama dengan khusyu’ setiap harinya. Namun, dia merasa doanya belum kunjung dikabulkan oleh Allah. Padahal dia merasa tak melakukan hal-hal yang Allah benci, dia menjaga ibadah-ibadah wajib yang Allah perintahkan, selalu salat tepat waktu, dan berusaha melakukan amal-amal baik lainnya. Tapi tetap saja, seiring waktu berjalan, doanya belum juga Allah kabulkan. 

Akan tetapi, dia tak putus asa. Dia tak benci Allah, pun tak menganggap Allah benci padanya. Dia percaya, bahwa Allah tak akan mengecewakan hamba-Nya. Dia tetap percaya, bahwa suatu saat, Allah pasti akan mengabulkan permohonannya tersebut. 

Manusia seperti itu lah yang sesungguhnya sangat beruntung. Manusia yang tetap percaya bahwa Allah selalu mendengarkan semua permohonan hamba-Nya, apa pun itu, penting atau tidak penting, banyak atau sedikit. Manusia yang tidak pernah putus asa, tak pernah lelah meminta pada Dzat yang Maha Kuasa. Manusia yang tetap istiqomah menyembah Allah, menjalankan semua kewajibannya, terlepas dari permohonannya yang belum Allah kabulkan. Manusia yang merasa sangat bersyukur karena masih Allah berikan nikmat iman dan menggerakkan hatinya untuk berdoa pada Allah, juga untuk menjalankan semua kewajibannya. Karena sesungguhnya, Allah telah mencurahkan banyak kasih sayang padanya, sehingga dia pun tetap berada di jalan yang Allah ridhai, tetap istiqomah menghambakan dirinya pada Tuhan Semesta Alam, tetap mengulang doa yang sama setiap harinya. Allah sayang pada hamba-Nya tersebut, sehingga Allah ingin selalu dekat dengannya, ingin terus mendengar hamba-Nya meminta dan berserah diri pada-Nya. 

Allah tidak pernah tidur. Allah akan selalu mendengarkan, melihat, mengawasi, dan menjaga hamba-Nya. 

Tentu saja Allah mendengar doa kita, walaupun kadang doa tersebut hanya terucap dalam hati, Allah tetap dengar. 

Tentu saja Allah tau bahwa kita sungguh-sungguh dengan permohonan kita itu. 

Hanya saja, terkadang kita perlu menyadari, permohonan yang kita minta pada Allah itu, akan dikabulkan dalam bentuk seperti apa. Apakah doa kita akan terkabulkan persis seperti apa yang kita minta, atau dalam bentuk yang berbanding terbalik dari apa yang kita inginkan, tapi justru itu lah yang lebih baik untuk kita daripada apa yang kita inginkan. Wallahu ya’lamu wa antum la ta’lamuun. Allah mengetahui, sedangkan kita tidak. 

Kita juga perlu memahami tentang timing. Karena terkadang, doa kita itu bukan tak Allah kabulkan, hanya saja Allah tunda waktu terkabulnya. Kenapa? Sekali lagi, Allah mengetahui, sedangkan kita tidak. 

Allah yang menciptakan kita, maka Allah lah yang paling tau apa yang terbaik untuk kita, kapan waktu yang terbaik, atau solusi apa yang paling tepat untuk kita. Sama halnya seperti pembuat mainan mobil-mobilan, orang yang membuatnya lah yang paling memahami bagaimana cara mengoperasikan mobil tersebut, bahan-bahan pembuat mobil-mobilannya, dan apa yang boleh dan tidak boleh dilakukan pada mobil tersebut.

Maka, jangan pernah berputus asa. Allah selalu ada untukmu 24/7, Dia tak pernah tidur, pun tak akan pernah mengecewakan hamba-Nya. Berputus asa itu bukan sifatnya orang yang beriman pada Allah. Jangan pernah lelah berdoa, meminta pada Allah. Doamu itu pasti akan Allah kabulkan, dengan bentuk dan waktu yang paling baik untukmu. 

Ketika kita meminta yang terbaik dari Allah, maka jangan lupa juga meminta untuk diberikan keikhlasan dan kelapangan hati untuk menerima apa pun itu “takdir terbaik versi Allah.”

[mittensmorgul]

Okay, I have a lot of thoughts i’ve been rotating for a while now, and even if I don’t have a coherent overarching meta composed in my head yet, I feel I need to at least record some of these thoughts for future reference. Buckle up. It’s a lot.

I’ll start with a few overarching themes and points that cover the entire series, and then move into the specifics of the most recent episode, the PENULTIMATE episode lol, 1.12. gonna just bullet point these for ease of reference purposes:

-a ridiculous percentage of the series has dealt with monsters/entities with their own little pocket dimensions. yes, this was a thing the original series touched on occasionally-- djinn dream universes created entirely inside someone’s mind, gabriel’s eternal tuesday time loop, gabriel’s weirdo tv land, the soul eater nest in 11.16, and even chuck’s bar at the end of the universe from 11.20. Or like... the entire concept of alternate universes introduced in 6.15 The French Mistake that may or may not have been a construct by Balthazar... up to interpretation... and the final seasons wrangling of several specific alternate universes

so far in The Winchesters we have, by episode:

(under a cut because this got long lol)

*eta: since it’s been pointed out to me that not everyone’s managed to memorize all the spn prime episodes by number, here’s the Mittens Decoder Page on the superwiki by episode number: http://www.supernaturalwiki.com/Category:Episodes

1.01 the Loup Garou and the Monster Trap Box (which can only be recharged by things that are “not of this earth”, specifically they will learn it’s a transporter device that sends creatures trapped by it back to whatever world’s item has “charged” the box) they were searching for, hidden in a secret chamber for years.

1.02 La Tunda, who lures victims into her little pocket dimension trap via roots pulling them underground. she can only be killed by being stabbed with a piece of her own wood/body

1.03 the Bori Baba who lures victims into a pocket dimension trap via a burlap sack. he can only be destroyed (and his captives freed) by them willingly relinquishing/destroying the beloved thing he lured them with.

1.04 Mars Neto who lures victims into a pocket dimension trap and makes them relive trauma and fight him. Could only be defeated/rendered mortal when the amphora containing his power was shattered.

1.05 djinn... but these are slightly different than any of the djinn we know from original canon. they can form a link directly into someone else’s mind and control them out in the real world, not just in a pocket universe trap... it turns victims’ own minds into the trap

1.06 a vengeful spirit of a POSSESSED VAMPIRE of an entirely new variety, who broke free of a trap where he’d been locked for decades, because his friends felt helpless against his growing darkness/involvement with dark magic that was twisting who he was. Lata had to force him to confront that and confess, and the possessing spirit chooses to leave John in an act of doing the right thing.

1.07 straight-up Akrida-- the monsters apparently from an alternate universe trying to invade our world to devour it all (reminiscent of the tentacle monsters Sam and Dean found trapped in a different MoL capitulum clubhouse and accidentally released in 12.17, but bugs instead of tentacles...). They are our overarching Big Bad, who bridge the gap between pocket dimension and possession/mind control that surrounds so many of the themes of the series. but this episode explores them in more depth (right down to the underground lair where the queen was trapped). I feel the need to mention it somewhere, but the akrida used radio waves as a lure for all the bizarre monsters our core four have been dealing with all season, connecting the akrida directly to every other specific monster we’ve seen them confront. Episode literally called “Reflections” which leads me into:

1.08 Loki/Gabriel? Who I already mentioned above as a creator of pocket dimensions and messing with minds in original canon. And for some reason at the end of the episode, he’s trapped inside a mirror, a bit of lore we’ve never seen connected to Loki or Gabriel leaving me to wonder how trapped he actually is... A reflection, as it were.

1.09 vampires... but more the sort we already know from spn prime canon. except the whole mission around them involves a PROPHECY unwittingly stamped onto John’s hand. We’re reminded that prophecy can’t be avoided, BUT you can control some of the circumstances AROUND the prophecy. Context matters, and tiny glimpses of things aren’t representative of the whole truth. (4.18 anyone...)

1.10 A very Magnus-coded (who if you remember created his own little pocket universe to live in with his monster zoo and collection of supernatural relics) disgraced MoL who lies about his identity, his past, and his motives for returning to the clubhouse now. Literally wants to transfer his and his wife’s consciousnesses into John and Mary’s bodies to get back the life the Akrida had stolen from them and he felt they were owed... with no self-awareness that this actually made HIM the monster in this case. 

1.11 the Shadow Spirits generated by Maggie’s magical bracelet that both showed the wearer the truth about hidden motivations AND could also become a trap. Carlos and Lata are pulled into a shadowy trap (not just in their minds! they are no longer physically in the house! they were pulled bodily into some sort of pocket universe BY A SHADOW (you know, the proper term for the Empty Entity in spn prime canon?). Where their only hope for escape was Lata confessing her deep, dark hidden secret to Carlos. She was terrified that he would reject her if he knew the truth about her, that Carlos would be ashamed of her, but he reconfirmed that he loves her unconditionally, and nothing will ever change that.

She’d felt guilt and responsibility for the actions of others for so long, but Carlos helped her see the whole picture again, that it was not her fault, that she’d been helpless to circumstance and wasn’t at fault for her father’s bad actions-- even to the point where they led to the death of an innocent woman.

But the other function of this bracelet, used on Betty to show her the TRUTH of the akrida-possessed people finally gave US a look at how akrida possession works. It’s not just the little spikes in the neck doing the controlling through chemicals or whatever, they seem to function like some sort of weird antenna that connects them via mysterious green tentacles of light up into the sky. Where do they go? I thought the akrida queen was buried underground, not in the sky? Who or what is pulling those poisonous green strings?

aside to mention lata found the bracelet hidden in A CAN OF RAT POISON, along with a tasty treat that carlos devoured. the rat poison packaging was just a decoy to keep anyone else from accidentally finding Maggie’s bracelet (and her stash of tasty treats lol)

1.12 LIMBO’S HOUSE OF HAPPY. a fucking CARNIVAL TENT of a pocket universe, run by a literal clown who made a deal with a witch to create a perfect place where he would never feel sad again. (somebody PLEASE tell me this feels like 15.20... from the rando pie festival where Dean STILL doesn’t get to eat pie and has it smashed in his face instead, and then gets hung on a rusty nail after fighting off some vampire clowns/mimes and sent to a weirdo version of Heaven where he can apparently never worry about anything again? freaking dystopian, ffs... but also... very much a thematic summary of the entire metanarrative plot of the Winchesters as a whole...)

I’m gonna spend the rest of this post absolutely yelling about this last one. While watching, my brain just kept lighting up with references to past canon.

A CLOWN named LIMBO.

Of course, when we think about clowns in Supernatural, we always think of Sam’s lifelong fear of them. Apparently connected to the fact that Dean used to leave him at Plucky Pennywhistle’s as a kid, but also... almost every reference to clowns in canon prime are connected either to Azazel or to Lucifer himself.

My very first thought about LIMBO the CLOWN was 11.10 The Devil in the Details. Rowena being the one to magically assemble the “stage cage” where they’d summoned Lucifer to question him about Sam’s visions and dealing with the Darkness, and Rowena appearing in this episode (even if in an entirely different plot arc, she’s still ~there~) feels very relevant.

But we’d known that Sam’s visions in s11 were foreshadowing a return of Lucifer and possibly a trip to the cage. But... Clowns Specifically were used to foreshadow this. In 11.07 Plush, Sam was trapped IN AN ELEVATOR with a murderous clown, and the overhead shot as Sam frees the man in the clown suit from possession... looks like cage bars (screencaps from HotN):

Remember, this was TWO EPISODES before Crowley leads Sam and Rowena INTO LIMBO in 11.09. LIMBO. Where Sam’s worst nightmare becomes reality and he’s literally trapped IN A FAKE CAGE, IN LIMBO, WITH THE ULTIMATE CLOWN:

(screenshot from the superwiki page for 11.09)

LIMBO is where Cas says yes to possession by Lucifer, and right after this kills Rowena for her trouble, after she confesses that she’s the only one who knows the spell to force him back into the actual cage.

From 11.09:

Crowley: We are in the furthest reaches of Hell, Limbo, where I send unruly souls for timeout. Sam: This is where I meet with Lucifer? Crowley: What it lacks in ambience it makes up for in security. They come to an empty cage. Rowena paints sigils on the cage, while the thunderstorm continues to rage. Crowley: Makes your flesh crawl, doesn’t it Moose? I get it. I’m the King of this place. It’s still not my cup of tea. Sam: I don’t know, Crowley. I’d say it suits you. Dark. Empty. Crowley: Fascinating; the utter contempt, when I’m in the midst of saving the Winchester’s bacon, again. Sam: The point of this is to save everyone’s bacon, including yours. Let’s just hope she knows what she’s doing. This cell won't hold crap if the warding is not right. Rowena: Don’t you worry about me, Samuel. I’m a professional. Crowley: Are you certain you can do this without actually opening the Cage? Rowena: We are about to find out, aren’t we.

Rowena BELIEVED Lucifer would become her protector, bring her peace, security, power. But it was all a lie. And in this episode, she seeks out Ada under the pretense of talking to the specific demon Ada had trapped in a bonsai tree, looking for information about her son...

Let’s detour through some other clown references from spn, just for funsies. The cold open victim in this episode was the only one who could see the magical tent, and his friend saw and heard nothing of it (he didn’t have the magic ticket). It called back to the children in 2.02 Everybody Loves a Clown. They were the only ones who could see the Rakshasa clown, who used those children to gain entry to their homes to devour their parents.

There’s also the ghost of John Wayne Gacy in 14.13, an episode where Dean’s wish to reunite his family is fulfilled, even for a brief moment. (the ghost will return in 14.20 when Chuck cracks Hell open). But specifically this clown is tied directly to John and Mary reuniting before John chooses to go back to his own time to save everyone else and restore the timeline. John will only vaguely remember the events as some sort of pleasant dream. It comes with a side of Dean accepting his life, not WANTING to change it because everything he’s endured has combined to make him the person he’s become. GROWTH DOT GIF.

(and in 15.01 the clown ghost nearly gets sam, again...)

Which brings me back to the Akrida. Our mind-controlling, possessing archvillain of this entire narrative. Whose goal seems to revolve around being freed from a sort of cage to run riot across creation. They have apparently shifted reality, all because Dean knocked over some first mysterious domino and unleashing the chain of events he’s been recounting through the entire series.

Was that inciting incident going back in time to deliver the note to John? Was it giving John the key to the MoL clubhouse that sparked not only what appears to be a massive change in the timeline from what we’d known from spn prime, but possibly also GENERATED the akrida as a monster specifically that creates these sorts of pocket dimensions to devour?

Also, brief aside to mention DEANNA. Like, the entire early part of the season revolved around Mary concerned about Samuel being “missing.” And yet, we also learned that Deanna had disappeared to points unknown. She hadn’t been seen by anyone in MONTHS, was last assumed to be hunting with some group in Michigan (? I think? top of my head reference), and yet NOBODY has showed the same concern for her whereabouts as they collectively did for Samuel. It’s almost like they all have some sort of weird amnesia about her at this point. They just... aren’t concerned about her at all, and haven’t even mentioned her in weeks. Which makes me think she’s at the center of all of this. I would be 100% unsurprised if she’s the one possessed by the Akrida queen at this point. because otherwise, WHERE TF IS SHE. But also, WHY TF IS NOBODY ELSE SEEMINGLY CONCERNED ABOUT HER AT ALL?! It’s WEIRD.

I am generally losing my mind over all of this, and don’t know what Big Secret will be revealed in the finale, but hooBOY I am prepared to scream about it for weeks. This is all just stashed here for my own future reference purposes, and I’m sure I’ll come back and add more things as I think of them, but heck this will have to suffice for now :’D

[intruzox69]

Marlén

Capítulo 13

Dos negros, una puta

Mi marido me convenció para que volviera con él, me dijo que no le importaba lo que haya hecho ni con quién.

Sé que no me ama porque está dispuesto a no reclamar mi pasado, ni que vea a otro hombre, ya que dice que me desea más que antes, y lo sé, pues en el lapso de nuestra separación, tuvimos encuentros sexuales, como si fuéramos amantes en celo, y no marido y mujer.

Pienso que siempre quiso verme o saber que me cogía otro, y aunque se hizo el digno, ahora me quiere de regreso y tenerme a su disposición.

Por eso creo que ya no escribiré relatos tan seguido, y aunque me dice que puedo estar con otro, tengo que tener cuidado, no vaya a ser que me dé otra tunda como cuando me mandó al hospital, por puta.

Y como me alejaré un poco de todo esto, no quiero dejar de relatar mi encuentro con dos ejemplares de hombre, de color; mi ex novio Zach, y su primo.

Como saben mi relación con Zach, fue circunstancial, era jefe de la empresa donde trabajaba, me lo presentaron y una noche me comentó que le gustaría conocer a una mujer dispuesta a soportar el grosor y longitud de su verga en el culo, le dije que y podía lograrlo y se lo demostré.

Aún con mi experiencia, me enamoré de él, pues al principio todo fue muy lindo, hasta viví en su casa. Me presentaba como su futura esposa, y en el trabajo me envidiaban las demás compañeras.

Fui muy ilusa pensar que sería algo más que una amante, y creo que mi cachondez arruinó todo.

Estoy segura que quiso probarme y me puso la tentación de su primo, ya que éste llegó a Monterrey y le pidió cabida en su casa, o sea en la que yo vivía, y muchas veces me dejó sola con él, nunca pasó nada, hasta que una noche en que Zach y yo hacíamos el amor, me preguntó que si me gustaba su primo, yo solo respondía que era guapo, pero no para acostarme con él, y no lo haría porque lo amaba a él.

Pienso que quiso saber hasta dónde podía serle fiel, pues me dijo que tendría sexo con su primo si él me lo pidiera. Por mi naturaleza respondí que si él lo deseaba, lo haría.

Inmediatamente le llamó y éste entró a la recámara, algo le dijo en inglés y se desnudó. Al ver su verga ya parada, me dio un vuelco el estómago, similar a la de Zach, pero curva hacia abajo. Parecía un caballo parado en sus patas traseras.

Se paró en la orilla de la cama, yo quedé boca abajo lista para mamar su palo jugoso, Zach se acercó a mis nalgas lamiendo mi culo, su primo se estiraba para hacer lo mismo, luego Zach se paró a un lado del otro, tenía dos grandes vergas de color frente a mí, algo se decían en inglés, solo alcanzaba a entender, "bitch, fucking, ass," en fin, pero no las frases largas, parecían divertidos con mis mamadas.

Zach se colocó un condón que lo apretaba demasiado, se acercó a mí para besarme en la boca mientras me acostaba boca arriba, ponía mis piernas en sus hombros y colocaba su pene en mi vagina diciéndome;

--MARLEN, NO CABE DUDA QUE TE ENCANTA LA VERGA, Y SI COGES CON EL PRIMO, ES PORQUE TE GUSTA.—

--¡SI PAPI, ME GUSTA PERO QUIERO COMPLACERTE!.—

--NO IMPORTA, QUIERO QUE COJAS COMO SABES, SÁCANOS LA LECHE QUE TRAEMOS PARA TI.—

Mientras Zach me cogía, el otro se acercó a mi cara para que lamiera sus huevotes negros, desde ahí veía su vergota que me llegaba hasta mi ombligo, no supe cuál de las dos era más grande.

Mientras mamaba y era cogida, temía que fuera una trampa, pero enamorada me decía que estaba haciendo eso por amor, para demostrarle a Zach, hasta dónde era capaz por él. Pero había sido trampa de mi pareja, tal vez como ya me había tenido, no quería ningún compromiso.

Zach me levantó y me sostuvo son sus brazos, no dejaba de metérmela, el otro se acercó y lentamente la fue metiendo en mi ano. Me dolía sí, pero mi culo acostumbrado a buenas vergas le permitió la entrada.

Mis tetas rebotaban en la cara de mi entonces novio, me cogían en un ritmo sabroso, primero entraba uno luego el otro, escandalosamente gritaba, nada me importaba ni siquiera recordaba si el otro se había puesto condón, casi de inmediato me vine a chorros, mientras disfrutaba mi orgasmo, sentía en mi culo una rica sensación, y mi panocha se alocó más moviéndose automáticamente. De esa manera cualquier hombre se viene, pero estos dos aguantaban mucho.

Ya pasado el placer de mi venida, me bajaron y al tocar la verga del primo de mi novio, agradecí verle el condón puesto.

Cambiaron de posición pero ahora en la cama, me senté sobre el primo mientras Zach cogía mi trasero. Hacía calor y nuestros cuerpos sudaban a mares.

Zach se quitó y me quitó para voltearme, ahora le daba las nalgas a su primo mientras él me daba por mi vagina.

Luego levantó mis piernas para colocar su verga en mi culo, sosteniéndome el primo en su pecho, la sacaba y el otro ocupaba su lugar.

En una de esas mi novio aprovechó para lamer mi vagina mientras la otra verga negra y deliciosa entraba y salía por mi ano. Era la locura estar entre dos magníficos ejemplares de color, buenos amantes y aguantadores.

Recuerdo que en esa posición, quería reafirmar mis sentimientos con Zach, y le decía "TE AMO, TE AMO", y él solo me veía y sonreía cínicamente, no me contestaba como antes, y me dolió que no lo hiciera, pensé que le había fallado y que lo que creí que había entre los dos, se terminaba.

Mientras gozaba pensaba que era una tonta creer que Zach me amaba, si en primer lugar, yo fui l ofrecida y le demostré mi gusto por el sexo, además con tres hijos, él podía casarse con otra mejor que yo, a lo mejor nada de lo que me dijo que sentía existió, y ni modo.

Seguimos gozando del sexo, yo en esos momentos veía a Zach como diciéndole que lo hacía porque lo amaba, tenía la leve esperanza de que nuestra relación "seria", no terminara, pero muy dentro de mí, era que me encantaba ser culeada por dos o más.

Ellos dos se hablaban en inglés, yo poco entendía pero reían mucho. Zach me quitó y me empinó en la alfombra, abrió mis nalgas y empezó a cogerme analmente sosteniéndose de mis caderas, él sabe que así entra su verga por completo y me hace ver estrellas, luego se quitó para cederle el lugar a su primo, éste igual me penetraba hasta el fondo. Y de nuevo Zach me cogía, luego el otro, cuando se cambiaban chocaban sus manos como relevos australianos.

Mi culo ya lo sentía anestesiado, su primo me cogía con tanta fuerza que casi me tumbaba, aceleró sus metidas, se quitó el condón para echarme su semen en mi ano que se contraía al sentir el líquido caliente, un chorro más cayó en mi espalda, luego se quitó y Zach siguió ocupando mi culo con su verga, su primo se puso frente a mí para que limpiara con mi boca lo que quedaba de su semen, gustosa lo hice mientras mi novio seguía con la faena.

Era un gusto tremendo sentir semejante verga entrando y saliendo de mis nalgas, que sin tocar mi clítoris empecé a venirme de nuevo, y otra vez mis gritos y gemidos se dejaron escuchar, Zach apretó mis nalgas y gimió como toro para expulsar su leche en mi recto, me agaché para tocar sus huevos y sentir el paso de su leche, mientras mi trasero bailaba con su palo ensartado.

Después de la venida, se puso también frente a mí, se quitó el condón y vació su semen en mi cara y mi boca, yo tragaba como sedienta.

Se sentaron en la orilla de la cama, yo quedé abrazada de las rodillas de mi novio, su primo se levantó y se fue. Le pedí a Zach que se bañara conmigo, y se negó, éste fue su primer desplante hacia mí, me sentí un poco mal pero seguí aferrada a él, no quería ver que nunca me amó y que lo nuestro era solo sexo, y a veces ni eso porque le pedía a su primo que me acompañara, y a mi me decía que si él quería cogerme se lo permitiera y lo hacía con su primo. Y varias veces más me cogían los dos, pero ya notaba que me rehuía. Pero no se atrevía a decirme que ya no me amaba, si es que había sentido amor por mí.

Creo que me invitó al rancho que tenía por puro compromiso, ya que me dejó sola asegurándome que regresaba pero tres días estuve aislada, hasta que se supo que estaba sola en el rancho y envió por mí.

Pocos días después, le pedí que me hablara con la verdad, se animó y me dijo que el no se casaría con alguien que fácil se entregaba al sexo, y que esperaba que rechazara su petición, yo presentía algo de eso, pero le agradecí su sinceridad.

Terminamos bien y como amigos, y aunque nos hemos visto, nunca hemos vuelto a tener intimidad. Hace poco nos encontramos, iba con una mujer rubia muy alta y hermosa, me la presentó y yo la saludé amablemente. Ella lo abrazaba feliz y orgullosa, como yo lo hacía cuando estaba en su lugar.

Este hombre me hizo sentir en verdad mujer, y que puedo sentir amor aún siendo la más puta, por él hubiera hecho todo, hasta dejar de tener sexo con otros, pero lo que me pidió fue lo contrario, y yo caí en la trampa.

Pero no le tengo rencor, al contrario, éste hombre, me satisfizo sexualmente, como pocos, y además su perro me dio unas de las mejores cogidas de mi vida.

Creo que estoy enferma y necesito un psicólogo, pero no le hago daño a nadie con mi actitud, mis hijos están fuera de esto. Y mi marido me ha demostrado que le gusta ser un cornudo.

Ya que si regresa mi esposo, aunque diga que me permite estar con otros, andaré con cautela.

©Marlen

[legend-collection]

Patasola

The Patasola or "one leg" is one of many legends in South American folklore about female monsters from the jungle, appearing to male hunters or loggers in the middle of the wilderness when they think about women. The Patasola appears in the form of a beautiful and seductive woman, often in the likeness of a loved one, who lures a man away from his companions deep into the jungle. There, the Patasola reveals her true, hideous appearance as a one-legged creature with ferocious vampire-like lust for human flesh and blood, attacking and devouring the flesh or sucking the blood of her victims.

The Patasola derives from vampire legend. According to popular belief, she inhabits mountain ranges, virgin forests, and other heavily wooded or jungle-like areas. At the edges of these places, and primarily at night, she lures male hunters, loggers, miners, millers, and animal herders. She also interferes with their daily activities. She blocks shortcuts through the jungle, disorients hunters, and throws hunting dogs off the scent of their game. The Patasola is usually regarded as protective of nature and the forest animals and unforgiving when humans enter their domains to alter or destroy them.

Additionally, the exact name and attributes of the myth vary according to region. For example, a creature similar to La Patasola is called La Tunda in the Colombian Pacific Coast region. Other mythical creatures similar in description to La Patasola but differing in name are found throughout Latin America.

La Patasola's most notable feature, from which her name derives, is her one leg. She is believed to possess only one leg, which terminates in a cleaved bovine-like hoof and moves in a plantigrade fashion. Despite only possessing one leg, La Patasola can move swiftly through the jungle. In her natural state, La Patasola has a terrifying appearance; she is described as possessing one breast, bulging eyes, catlike fangs, a hooked nose, and big lips.

La Patasola can metamorphose into different shapes and appearances. She commonly takes on the appearance of a beautiful woman to lure men to their death. She then uses her feline-type fangs to suck the blood from her victims. It is also believed that she can transform into other animals, materializing as a large black dog or cow.

According to Javier Ocampo Lopez, when pleased, La Patasola climbs to the top of a tree or mountain and sings the following song:

"I'm more than the siren / I live alone in the world: / and no one can resist me / because I am the Patasola. / On the road, at home, / on the mountain and the river, / in the air and in the clouds / all that exists is mine."

La Patasola's origin story varies, but usually follows the pattern of a scorned, unfaithful, or otherwise "bad" woman. Some believe that she was a mother who killed her own son, and was then banished to the woods as punishment. Others believe that she was a wicked temptress who was cruel to both men and women, and for this reason they mutilated her with an axe, chopping off one leg and throwing it into a fire. She then died of her injuries and now haunts the forests and mountain ranges. In a third origin story, she was an unfaithful wife who cheated on her husband with the couple's employer, a patron. Upon discovering her infidelity, the jealous husband murdered both her and the patron. She died but her soul remains in a one-legged body.

More common in Colombian folklore, they are similar to the Sayona (Venezuela), the Tunda (Colombian Pacific), and the Madremonte or Marimonda (Colombia).

The La Tunda myth of the Colombian Pacific region also tells of a vicious woman who sucks the blood of men. However, in this legend, "La Tunda's shape-shifting abilities are far from perfect…for whatever form she assumes will invariably have a wooden leg in the shape of a molinillo (wooden whisk). The monster, however, is very cunning, and is adept at concealing this defect from would-be victims."

Similar in behavior to La Patasola is "Matlacihua, a phantasm in the beautiful and svelte form of a woman dressed in white. Sometimes called the White Lady or the Bride, she would appear at night and with her seductive songs and irresistible beauty, lure men of bad conduct into the forest, scaring them half to death." Though not described as sucking the blood of her victims, the White Lady supposedly deterred men from seeking amorous relations in the woods, jungles, or mountain ranges.

[minalblood]

Ep 2 is here now and I gotta say, the fact that Lata just finds all things monster fascinating is my fav thing cuz that is just me. Her playing with the jaw of the zombie was adorable and I wish i could've done the same. Carlos finding it disturbing just added to the charm of the whole scene.

Millie immediately yelling at John before he even got the chance to exit the car was oof, big oof. Mainly cuz it reminded me of my own mother's control tendencies. And because of that, I also tend to try and understand her point: admittedly John could've died and she wouldn't have know anything til after the fact. I get that fear, especially after the 2 years of no contact and likely a not good break before that with John at war. But fuck if she didn't just make it way harder for John to ever try bridging that gap or learning actual skills on dealing with conplex shit like that because she was just unreasonable about it all and taking it out on him. And the fact that La Tunda is actually calm when talking to John later is sooo interesting. I can't say she was nicer than Millie, cuz she wasn't but it def counts as another of those [insert crowley here saying :so my demons were too polite?] moments. I just found it all soo interesting and I have to add thay sadly her story at the end of the episode where she tells John about her and Henry's dealing with arguements doesnt actually help her case too much because of how she reacted initially. All thay teaches John is that he can take out his fear on others and then smooth it over with an "ull understand when ure older/had kids/been through similar shit" she is somply not constructive at all. But it a bit of an improvement because she, i believe, meant it as an explanation and apology despite it sounding as an excuse to me.

John being clearly not a pro at hunting or even just the type of fighting style hunting requires (and especially with a group of hunters) sent me. It's soo good. And it just makes me think of SPN!John learning to hunt and with the trauma of Mary's death it suddenly seems like even more reasons he didn't engage with a hunter's network. He just isn't a team player in that sense, he's too hyperfocused on his own fight that he loses sight of anyone else, and more than that, he had to have learned to adjust the fighting style he'd known to something that would work for hunting. It was basically ego and refusal to change, surpise surprise. TW!John tho keeps trying even after he fucks up, and while Im sure the constatly getting splashed with monster guts isnt fun, he doesn't have the same hang ups about not being perceived as indestructible. He essentially rolls with the punches and learns and is allowed to have flaws on display. Its not the pedestal SPN!John is put and puts himself on.

Mary's bullheadedness is absolutely fantastic in an extremely frustrating way. She is so fixated on getting through the case as fast as possible so she can get back to finding her dad that I actually got some season 1 Sam vibes from her this episode. I will say I find it soo interesting we got a John focus, cuz we all know the Cambells aren't that off for La Tunda to go for. Carlos giving her a pep talk about it and also admonishing her for her behaviour is def deserved and just top notch friendship tbh. As is the Cabaret gag with Mary, Carlos and Lata. It shows in a small but important way that these 3 def have a history and it's a long and intricate one. And u see even more later after John gets taken. It's in the way they talk to each other even in a high stress situation. Also Mary ackowledging she fucked up and thanking Caelos at the end... ughhhh I love growth.

Ada get to show off a bit more in this one, her scrying was genuinely sooo good, like this episode does a fantastic job of making you ask yourself what is actually up with Ada, whats her deal?? Because on the one hand, she recognized the flower off the top of her head and helped Lata instantly, on the other hand the way the scrying was shot was almost unnearving. And im not sure if it's cuz spn got me/us used to seeing scrying done by villains or as a subterfuge tactic or what, but yea, it added another air of mystery to Ada. And then u you have her conversation with Millie which has a hell of a ripple effect cuz I genuinely believe it's that converation that led to her actually trying with John at the end a bit. It's not solving anything broken there yet, but it does help. And adding ehat we know of about Ada's past to this makes me cry cuz shes just trying to prevent Millie from making the same mistake she had basically.

Carlos was more mediator this episode. Between the Lata and Carlos show (as per usual their friendship is everything to me) and seeing the complexity of that relationship as it stands and their dynamic with each other, to lecturing Mary on her behaviour, to just being highly competent at the job overall. Like they might not have done too much in the foreground, but damn if it wasn't a shitton of background work there. You can tell here that for all the "Im a solo act " bravado, Carlos is actually very much a team player and it's due to the emotional inteligence they have thats on full display here, in their usual jokey manner of course, that thats the case.

Aaaannd we get the 1st mention of Betty in this. I won't touch on that in this one but I like Betty a lot.

The end of this episode is my fav thing. Because it's pizza and joking and hanging out beside having the plot move forward once Ada brings up what shes been up to this episode. And still the focus isn't on the demon memories, but on them bonding. Uhhhh I love it.

We also have the 1st glimpse of the Akrida and if you were skulking around here when the show was airing in autumn u know I think the Akrida are adorable and I want a plushy with them. So the pure joy the shot of who we now know is likely Roxy with all them little critters around gave me cannot be overstated.

This ep def is much better paced than the Pilot, and also just lays clear the main there of this show, which is intergenerational trauma. It literally slaps u with it, it's front and centre and will continue to be shown in its many varried forms as the show progressed and I fucking love it for that because ultimately that is what Dean is doing here, beside once more saving the world. He is like i said, woeking through his own intergenerational trauma through these young versions of his parents that haven't yet had more trauma pilled onto them.

Stay tuned for ep 3 whenever I find the time to rewatch it!

[rwizakakiza]

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Tumaini Jipya Ndani ya YESU KRISTO

Ni

KUMZALIA MUNGU MATUNDA YADUMUYO (TUNDA LA ROHO MTAKATIFU)

"KKK 1832"

°°°°°°°°°°°°°

MATUNDA MENGINE.

>>Tunamshukuru MUNGU, tumezungumzia baadhi ya matunda 12 ya ROHO MTAKATIFU, kwanini, tunasema baadhi ya matunda, Mosi matunda ya ROHO MTAKATIFU ni tabia za MUNGU zinazoumbika ndani ya mtu, ili afanane na MUNGU aliye hai ambayo matunda hayo yanampelekea kwenye ukamilifu yaani Utakatifu.

..... Yeye aliyewaita alivyo MTAKATIFU, ninyi nanyi iweni WATAKATIFU katika MWENENDO wenu wote; kwa maana imeandikwa, Mtakuwa watakatifu5kwa kuwa MIMI ni MTAKATIFU.

........1 Pet 1:15‭-‬16......

Na

Tabia zinazokukamilisha ili uwe Mtakatifu ni zaidi ya hizo tulizogusia

>>>Pili maandiko kwenye Barua kwa Wagalatia yanasema

........Juu ya MAMBO KAMA HAYO hakuna sheria.

....... Galatia 5:22‭-‬23......

Msomaji mzuri unaweza kuona kwamba kuna mambo mengine yaani matunda mengine ambayo hayajatajwa, na yenyewe yatakufanya kuwa mkamilifu, yakiumbika na kuwa sehemu ya maisha yako, na hapo yameorodheshwa 9, lakini tumezungumzia 12, kwa kadri ya KKK 1832.

>>Kuhusiana kwa kina na YESU KRISTO kutakufanya uzae matunda mengi zaidi. Tukumbuke kuna matunda ya ROHO MTAKATIFU na Matunda ya UTUMISHI wako. Yote mawili yanahitaji tuhusiane na BWANA YESU KRISTO kwa kina sana, maana bila YESU KRISTO, sisi hatuwezi chochote. YESU anasema

...... Kaeni ndani yangu, nami ndani yenu. Kama vile tawi lisivyoweza kuzaa peke yake, lisipokaa ndani ya mzabibu; kadhalika nanyi, msipokaa ndani yangu. Mimi ni mzabibu; ninyi ni matawi, akaaye ndani yangu nami ndani yake, huyo huzaa sana; maana PASIPO MIMI, NINYI HAMWEZI KUFANYA NENO LO LOTE.

.......Yohana 15:1- 8....

Jiunganishe na BWANA YESU, ili umzalie MATUNDA yadumuyo na upate uzima wa milele.

MATUNDA YA UTUMISHI.

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💬.... Tutaendelea jumatatu........

Rejea

"Tunda la Roho ni Upendo, Furaha, Amani, Uvumilivu, Utu wema, Fadhili, Uaminifu, Upole, Kiasi; Juu ya mambo kama hayo hakuna sheria. Tukiishi kwa Roho, na tuenende kwa Roho.

Galatia 5:22 - 25

@2023 the greatest Glory for me.

[amaranthhiding]

Hiding Amaranth

SPN Art Masterlist Sadly I can't draw, so I can only work with screenshots from the show. I know, I know, that can't be compared at all to what this fandom's extremely talented artists can do with original drawings. But maybe someone still likes the stuff I made.

1. Various & Sundry Art

Unity, Despair, Inherit the Earth created during my rewatch of season 15 with Jack & Amara focus

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The Throne created for the SPN Royalty of Hell Weekend 2023 Day 1: King of Hell Day 2: Queen of Hell

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Ketch created for altarofrowena's 2k celebration Day 4: Ketch or Dean/Ketch

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Rowena and La Tunda (La Tunda is from The Winchesters episode 1x02)

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HunterCorp Sam created for my fanfic Empty Earth (chapter 23)

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More art under the cut

2. Fanfic Covers/Banners

Cover: Empty Earth created for my fanfic Empty Earth

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Cover 2: Empty Earth created for my fanfic Empty Earth

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Cover: A Metal Pursued by the Witless created for my fanfic A Metal Pursued by the Witless

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Cover: Regarding Sam created for my fanfic Regarding Sam

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Banner: Dibs on Samuel created for my fanfic Dibs on Samuel

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Banner: Empty and (Un-)Out created for my fanfic Empty and (Un-)Out

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3. Character Posters

Posters created for my fanfic Empty Earth.

I've reached the maximum of allowed images per Tumblr post, so I can't post all the posters separately. Here's an overview instead. Full size of each poster can be found in the original post.

Full size of each poster can be found in the original post.

4. Video Thumbnails

An overview of The thumbnails I created for my SPN videos.

Full size of each thumbnail & links to the respective videos can be found in my SPN Video Masterlist.

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[thebeautyofthewinchesters]

1x02 Teach Your Children Well

[naoko-world]

Chispi and friends save Bruno first chapter now available!

Following @empty-cryptid's reading on Discord where they draw me some tricky tags, here is the first chapter of the result. With a human!Chispi.

Tags:

Omega Bruno Madrigal, Alpha Julieta Madrigal, No Sex, main characters are 5, No Incest, No Romance, Bruno Madrigal is Good With Kids, Chispi-centered, proof-read by an amazing person, Omega Verse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Human, Horror, challenge, Julieta's Madrigal leaves after Antonio Madrigal's gift ceremony, Chispi Parce and Pico are human, with her daughters, Antonio's gift is to hear people's thoughts, and Agustín Madrigal, Dolores' gift is to teleport

Summary:

5-year old Chispi lives in the town of Encanto, where every child’s second gender is found out when they’re 11. She loves all of her friends, even Antonio’s omega uncle Bruno, who is always ready to have fun with them. One day, Bruno is kidnapped by La Tunda and it’s up to her, and her group of friends, to go save him from the monster

[corazondecantinero]

Que estamos aquí de paso.

El furioso paso de mi abuela sobre esta tierra duró noventa y siete años.

Doña Paz Villaseñor Herrera, madre de mi madre, murió el sábado 20 de julio alrededor del mediodía.

Doña Paz fue partera, entre otros niños, me trajo al mundo a mí. Me cortó el ombligo, me dio la atávica primera nalgada y le dijo a mi mamá, “es niña”.

Le gustaba repetirme esa historia: no querías llorar, no querías comer. Tenías la cara chiquitita, carita de pellizco.

El sábado llovió todo el día. A la muerte le sienta bien la lluvia, la muerte es hembra, pienso. La lluvia también. Llanto dentro del llanto, un útero dentro de otro.

Lluvia terca, pertinaz, lluvia fina y poderosa.

Me gustaría morir en verano. Me gustaría morir cuando aún pueda repetir mi nombre, sostener una mirada, decir sí quiero o no quiero. Saber que el café es café y que el tinto es tinto, que no me gusta la gelatina, que amo las palabras.

Me hubiera gustado que mi abuela sufriera menos, su cerebro la dejó en el desamparo. Su cuerpo degeneró en mazapán. No podías tocarla sin sentir que se te desbarataba entre los dedos.

Cuerpo de mazapán, mi abuela.

Siempre fue un bocadito: mujer de talla pequeña y nariz grande.

Siempre fue una cabrona: mujer venus antes que mujer madre.

Me hubiera gustado que todo se detuviera aquella primera vez que no alcanzó a llegar al baño y se orinó caminando, sobre la ropa, sobre los zapatos diminutos, sobre sí misma. Lo recuerdo bien: acompañarla, no mirar el charquito ámbar en el piso, ayudarle a cambiarse, darme la vuelta para no incomodarla, no decir nada. Sentir su pudor, su fragilidad, su vergüenza. Adivinar los años que vendrían a ritmo de deterioro galopante. Pasó una década luego de aquella primera vez.

Mi abuela lujuriosa. Mi abuela como una caja de Pandora con frases populares para toda ocasión. El que no enseña no vende y el que mucho enseña se le mosquea. El que no ha visto a dios ante cualquier santo se arrodilla. Y mi favorita: ¿a qué van a la calle, a que les vean lo pendejo?

Lo decía todo mal: el teléfono cedular con d, la caresola en lugar de la cacerola, los inresponsables y los drogaditos.

Le molestaba la gente. No sabía ser amable con quien no le gustaba y no le gustaba casi nadie. Dura como pocas, nunca la vi llorar. Que porque tenía un problema en la glándula lagrimal, patrañas: la señora no se conmovía con nada, lo firmo con sangre de mi sangre que es la suya.

Era experta en repartir tundas a diestra y siniestra sin la menor compasión. Mi memoria y mi piel conservan algunas huellas de su vocación de pegalona.

Se levantaba tempranísimo, disfrutaba con un refinado sadismo ponerse a cantar a grito pelado para despertar a los que aún estaban durmiendo.

Vivió enamorada de sus flores, sus rosales eran el orgullo máximo.

Ocurrente, bailadora, enamoradiza, pésima cocinera, pésima madre, peor abuela, católica irreductible, guadalupana radical, egoísta de desempeño inmejorable. ¿Existirán de verdad esas abuelas buenas y dulces como panquecito esponjoso de repostería sajona?

Mi madre no quiso que la incineraran, el domingo la enterramos. Familia de mujeres: sus hijas, sus sobrinas, sus nietas, sus primas. Llanto silencioso, sin dramatismo estridente, mujeres que lloran calladito. Y la lluvia siguió tersa, perseverante.

Mi hermana Paz que le heredó el nombre, el cuerpo pequeño y la nariz prominente, lo dijo bien. Mi abuela se habría despedido así: fue un gusto que me conocieran.

Yo sólo quiero agregar que me gustaría morir bajo la lluvia de verano y cuando todavía pueda repetir mi nombre, decir soy Alma y saber quién soy.

Que lo sepan, por si se ocupa.

Por si un día me muero.

[miguelgmarregot]

Nota sobre los superhéroes

En días pasados escribía en Bluesky (@ciudadanolibre.bsky.social) sobre la mini serie Pingüino producida por HBO y protagonizada por Colin Farrel y, comentaba en post que es una producción televisiva de altos quilates, de indiscutible calidad y de necesaria vista en el mundo policíaco. Ese comentario, me llevo de inmediato a recordar otra producción también para televisión: Gotham (Warner Brothers, 2014) ¿la recuerdan? Sí, aquella serie que trataba sobre las peripecias del detective James Gordon (en manos de Benjamín McKenzie) en el mundo corrupto y agresivo de Gotham City, todo esto como marco preliminar al futuro desarrollo como héroe de Bruce Wayne en su rol de Batman. Pero, además también evoqué la película Guasón de 2019; en efecto, aquel film donde un fracasado cómico llamado Arthur Fleck (encarnado por Joaquín Phoenix) termina convertido en un asesino loco y registró entre sus víctimas indirectas a los padres del niño Bruce Wayne. Por último, decidí recordar a The Dark Knight Rises de 2008 (con Christian Bale a la cabeza de un gran elenco) donde vemos a un Batman a punto de emprender el retiro de su vida pública.

Y escribía sobre Batman porque dentro del genero de ficción policiaca me parece uno de los sub mundos más ricos y con mayores posibilidades de contenido, a diferencia de otros superhéroes y sus respectivas sagas. Salvo quizás el Avispón Verde y un poco de Linterna Verde (que tiene contacto con civilizaciones extraterrestres) que ofrecen posibilidades de ser “humanos corrientes”, los demás super héroes están muy supeditados a sus superpoderes (paradójico), nos referimos Superman, Flash, el Detective Marciano, Aquamán o la Mujer Maravilla (Marvila) y limitan sus posibilidades de desarrollo creativo y argumental.

Dentro de ese mundo fantasioso siempre será más creíble para el espectador mirar a una Batman dudoso y hasta recibir una tunda en su lucha contra sus villanos (que también son  de esta planeta) conformarse con observar a unos superhéroes que salvan y salva a la tierra, una y otra vez de enemigos alienígenas. En fin, parece preferible dentro de la categoría de los héroes de ficción policial aquellos protagonistas que demuestren que de vez en cuando, les duele la barriga.