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roceldahope · 2 years ago
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inmyheaddd · 4 months ago
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calm in the storm - grayson hawthorne x reader
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the thunderstorm outside was awful. 
you weren’t one to be scared of the rain per se, but when there were thunder rolls every other second and you had just watched a horror film a few hours earlier, it was absolutely terrifying.
you promised yourself you weren’t going to bother grayson. he was busy with his work; you understood that. it was the middle of the night anyways, he probably figured you were asleep.
but then push came to shove and before you knew it you were tiptoeing to his office and knocking on the door.
his eyes snapped up to yours as you entered the room, “hi, my love.” he breathed out as he took off his reading glasses.
“hey,” you responded as you came up next to him, and he motioned for you to sit on his lap. 
 “what’s wrong?” he asked you intently, knowing the expression on your face all too well.
“well it’s nothing, really, just the thunder outside i guess.” as if on cue, another thunder roll clapped. “that paired with the movie from earlier is a lethal combination,” you said with a dry chuckle as his hand traveled up and down your arm. 
his laugh matched yours. “i should’ve checked the weather forecast before.” 
it was supposed to come off as a joke, but there was something in this expression that said he was being 100% serious.
your eyes were now trained on your hands that fiddled with his shirt’s collar, “grayson, there’s no way you’re actually blaming yourself for that,” you said through a light laugh, “it’s not that big of a deal anyway, i just wanted to be with you. now it’s all good.” you met his gaze again, with a small smile playing on your lips
the corners of his lips turned up at that, “oh, really?”
you rolled your eyes jokingly, but you couldn’t shake off the grin on your face. “yes, really,” you laughed as you poked his shoulder.
you rolled your eyes jokingly, but you couldn’t shake off the grin on your face. “yes, really,” you laughed as you poked his shoulder.
after a beat of comfortable silence, and you playing with the buttons on grayson’s shirt, he spoke. “what’s running through that mind of yours, sweetheart?” 
you hummed before muttering, “just thinking.” 
he raised an eyebrow at you, “why don’t we watch that one movie you love? then you can try and fall asleep once again.” 
your eyes immediately lit up, “which movie are we thinking of?” you asked.
“rapunzel?” he watched your reaction, seeing the way a smile broke out on your face, and your eyes seemed to glitter.
“yes, 100 times yes.” you paused, a hint of sarcasm in your voice when you spoke again. “also, it’s called tangled, for your information.”
“well, it should be called rapunzel.” he stated matter-of-factly as he raised his eyebrows.
you almost snorted; this was something he expressed his distaste for every time you watched the movie. “alright, take it up with disney, gray. not me.” 
“i just might.” he remarked as he lightly patted your thigh, signaling for you to get up. 
this time you couldn’t hold back the snort as you climbed off of him. “you hawthornes are something else.”
another roll of thunder clapped. but this time, it wasn’t so scary.
he stood up after you, interlacing your hands like he had done a million other times. 
grayson led you two back to the living room, where you two watched the movie with your head on his shoulder as he mindlessly drew shapes on your leg. 
when he had turned to look at you during your favorite scene to see the look on your face, only to find you fast asleep, he smiled to himself. his heart almost fluttered at the sight. 
grayson would be lying if he said he didn’t stay and watch until the ending, before carrying you up to your bedroom and placing a kiss on the top of your head. 
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kirikomamura · 2 months ago
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honourablejester · 4 months ago
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Starfinder Ports of Call
Just a quick run through of some of my favourite ports discussed in this setting book, because there’s some awesome ideas in here.
Izadamar (Planet Agilae-4 in the Scoured Stars system). It’s an ancient industrial megacity that was abandoned when the inhabitants fled their god (and planet), and went through several later attempts at reoccupation, once by the original inhabitants’ enemies, and now by the original inhabitants with Pact World aid. Basically it’s a fortified spaceport surrounded by the near-endless ruins of an ancient technological megacity that archaeologists and scientists and descendants of the original inhabitants are trying to explore and repopulate. If you want a post-apocalyptic archaeology vibe?
Outpost Zed (Azlanti space). An old Azlanti mining station that has been repurposed by rebels and anarchists and independent traders into a fiercely independent enclave on the edge of Azlanti space. Trade is the lifeblood, and the only ‘law’, as such, is don’t steal (murder is fine, but theft will get you killed). Independent space stations just make me happy. There’s also a separate society in the sealed-off utility spaces built from the indentured workers the Azlanti left on the station to die when they abandoned it, which is ruled by an ysoki queen and acts like a chivalric court, and I adore them.
Shulgi Station (a city on a planetoid in a system on the edge of the galaxy). Sometime during the Gap, the planetoid of Shulgi gained an extra satellite: a planar rift into the Astral Sea with a ‘gas giant’ on the other side. Shulgi Station is built on thought-forms eddying out from the Sea, meaning that there are actually several versions of ‘Shulgi Station’ called ‘neighbourhoods’ layered atop each other, and which ones you can access depends on how mentally suited to them you are. It’s a nexus for alternate, non-Drift forms of transport, including magical orrery travel enabled by the Church of Ibra. It’s just a cool, funky little town.
Midios (Planet Silselrik on the north galactic edge). It’s a city of small oozes built on the back of an absolutely titanic ooze, on the surface of a planet in a binary star system that is subject to massive gravitational warping of the crust. It’s got diamonds galore down here, but getting through the grav storms to the surface is a feat and a half, so you’ve got to go through the oozes. Also, the giant ooze that supports the moving city feeds on kinetic energy, so ships landing or taking off from it make it very happy. It purrs. I love this.
Ravel Station (orbiting the chaos singularity of LTH-3 in the Cordias Nebula). It’s a research station orbiting a portal to the Maelstrom which accidentally grew into a tourist destination on the side because weird shit happens there. It also has mildly healthful benefits short term as the chaos breaks down poisons and curses, but massively detrimental effects longterm as it also breaks down you, both mentally and physically. The stations crew are rotated off on a biweekly basis onto the tourist cruise ships on their outward legs to stay sane and in one piece.
Ternia (a small aquatic moon in the Vast). The city of Ternia constantly and unpredictably plane shifts between three landing zones: a jungle island in the Abyss, a gorge in Elysium, and a watery moon in the Vast. It’s been doing this since at last the Gap, after which it’s celestial and demonic inhabitants woke up very confused and hostile but vaguely convinced that they needed to be working together towards something. Being attacked the first few times they shifted helped consolidate the alliance. The shifts are constant, usually between a couple of days to a week in any one location, and everybody in it (and who visits) just has to adapt to that.
The Clump (variable). Originally joined together to watch eclipses, the Clump is a massive convoy of starships that link all their airlocks up to each other to form a massive interlocked raft city. They regularly disassemble, move to a new location such as orbit above a planet, and reassemble there, with three particular hub ships and a farming biodome as the core of the formation. The Clump has done some engineering to fortify the linkages between them and sync up life support. I just adore this idea. It’s a free-floating space commune of starships.
Last Call (variable). Death in space can happen anywhere and anywhen. So a cult of Pharasma called the Cemetarians retrofitted a colony ship and turned it into a mobile temple and funerary barge and trading post to offer funeral services across the galaxy (and also fight undead where required). Which is just … the perfect junction of fantastical and weirdly practical, and I adore it. There’s something vaguely Warhammer-y about it, but it doesn’t matter. A massive funeral ship bopping around and offering services is a fantastic image for me.
Morilux (Planet Astevint in the Vast). A spaceport and shipyard built by a doomsday cult inside the splintered remains of some vast brass titan on a planet orbiting a dying star. A cult of Groetus, god of the end times, washed up here because of the doomed star and built a safe space to contemplate entropy, but then astronomers started showing up to study the star, and they also realised that badly damaged and dying starships had a habit of breaking down right in Morilux’ vicinity. So the cult had to cohabitate a bit, and offer repair services on the understanding that they will not repair it all the way, because entropy, so you’ll get maybe one good shot out of this. It’s just a morbid little corner of the galaxy and I’m suddenly very fond of it.
Masentia (operates in the Tabori Cluster). It’s a pre-Gap colony ship of unknown origin that’s been partially reclaimed and operated by a bunch of ysoki salvagers, who use it to operate as a trading ship and ferry between the Tabori Cluster and the galaxy outside because its weird-ass ancient magic engine can survive the nebulae inside the cluster in a way that a lot of tech-only engines can’t. I really love how ysoki are just the general salvagers of the galaxy. I love the little ratty bastards so much.
The last four of these are only glanced over, they’re in the general ‘honourable mentions’ section at the end of the ports chapter, but I love them so much. There’s some really interesting places in this book! Also, yes, I really enjoy ships and space stations over planetary ports. I guess if I’m playing in space, I want to play in space? But also, the isolated nature of that kind of port makes them feel in some ways more unique? Their own little stories-in-a-bottle.
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jean-marclozach · 6 months ago
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Red Planets - SoundCloud
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roccofoca · 19 hours ago
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S. Juan 3:21 RVR1960
[21] Mas el que practica la verdad viene a la luz, para que sea manifiesto que sus obras son hechas en Dios.
John 3:21 KJV
[21] But he that doeth truth cometh to the light, that his deeds may be made manifest, that they are wrought in God.
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asocoacciv · 6 months ago
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Alcaldia de Piedecuesta Repavimentó donde la alcaldia por si solita quizo romper tramo vial https://youtube.com/shorts/vv8IGVtwwhw?si=IQrguwELjZ4z5yli y no se le midio al sitio que si que origina quejas: https://youtu.be/it1Rb-IyLf4?si=92DIgaJroaD9SeWW esta imagen ahora se manifiesta mas grave (ver vide abajo) y aun no se ve ni reparcheo ni resane completo, ni cambio total de la carpa asfaltica de dicha via.
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unamokkeecuatoriana · 9 months ago
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Ya habia pasado un año, Rin ya se sentia un poco seguro en la Sección 13... Claro, ignorando a los dos demonios de gran poder que se encontraban en el lugar y las actividades que hacian los investigadores con los nephelins. Intento volver a escapar con su hermanito pero se dio cuenta que si escapaban volverian a vivir en la calle y ahora la Orden sabe quien es su progenitor, si escapaban serian perseguidos asta el final de sus vidas.
Rin, de 8: -Acariciando el cabello de su hermanito dormido- No te puedo llevar conmigo... Pero tampoco puedo dejarte aqui -suspira- Te prometo que nos sacare a ambos de este lugar... Lo juro con mi vida...
Poco a poco fue conviviendo con los demás niños de la Sección 13, aun se encontraba a la defensiva y más cuando alguno de los niños se hacercaban a tocar a su hermanito. Su grupo favorito eran los A, sus cabellos blancos eran iguales al suyo y eso le gusto. El grupo L le daba miedo, sus inquietantes ojos verdes le daban escalofrios... Y luego estaba el grupo S.
Cuando se encontraba de buen humor, el nephelin de Satán hiba voluntariamente a jugar con ellos y dejaba que tocaran a su hermanito. Muy pocas veces se unia a los juegos o a los estudios de los demás niños, asi que no tenia muchos amigos. El nephelin 006 del grupo Samael "Ambrosius" era él único de los niños mayores que jugaba con los dos nephelins de Satán, al inicio Rin se puso a la defensiva pero con el paso de los días bajo la guardia y dejaba que el nephelin cargara a su hermanito.
Rin no sabia mucho del concepto de la amistad pero sintió que Ambrosio se estaba volviendo su primer amigo y eso lo alegro... Lastima que su felicidad no duro mucho.
La tragedia paso en un día normal, los nepehlins del grupo Samael se encontraban jugando en la guarderia y los dos nephelins de Satán estaban en la esquina de la habitación en un fuerte de almohadas, nada fuera de lo normal. Los nephelins jugaban tranquilamente cuando Ambrosius cayó arrodillado al suelo gritando de agonia, los exorcistas empezaron a evacuar a los demás para que no salieran lastimados mientras el niño era poseido.
X: Evacuen rápi-
Nadie se preocupo de evacuar a los dos Egendros de Satán y paso lo inevitable.
Un nuevo demonio de gran poder queria entrar en ese lugar, Rin no sabia si era peligroso ni siquiera lo reconocio como un familiar. Él solo vio como su primer amigo desaparecia lentamente para darle paso a un demonio... Temia por él, por su hermanito, por su amigo, por los demás niños y no entendia por que los exorcistas no hacian nada, asi que decidio solucionar el "problema" él mismo.
El cuerpo de Ambrosius estallo en llamas azules tan calientes que podian derretir el hierro. No noto en que momento habia aparecido Mephisto en la sala y menos su cara de preocupación mientras el fuego se apagaba y revelaba que no habia quedado ni las senisas de ese nephelin.
Rin: -con los ojos llorosos- Am... Amrosio...?
No midio el calor de sus llamas, solo queria que el demonio se fuera pero para su mala suerte la posesion habia avanzado lo suficiente para que sus llamas reconocieran todo el cuerpo de Ambrosio como el demonio y lo quemaron.
Rin: -con ojos llorosos mira a los exorcistas-
X: -en estado de shock- Carajo...
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Lucifer: -desconsertado- Amaimon... Algo le paso al nuevo cuerpo de Amaimon...
Shemihaza: ¿A que te refieres con eso?
Lucifer: Alguien lo exorciso...
Shemihaza: Eso es imposible, todos los exorcistas saben que-
Lucifer: -la mira- No dije que fue uno de sus exorcistas... No fue algo bendito lo que exorciso a Amaimon...
Shemihaza: .... -jadea- El niño!
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???: Ya no podemos mantener al nephelin de Satán con vida, Sr. Fausto
???: Desde que llego, la mitad de las actividades de la Sección 13 para crear el elixir se paralizaron y ahora, que volvieron a retomar sus acticidades, pasa esto!
Mephisto: Entiendo su preocupación, Doc. Dragulesco -sin borrar su sonrisa- Shemihaza tambien me pidió lo mismo, en este momento el Paladine se esta encargando de nuestro pequeño problema
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Shemihaza: ¿Ya se encargaron del Nephelin de Satán?
Abel: De eso queria hablarle, Shemihaza -hace reberencia- Matamos al niño como nos pidieron pero al instante se regenero
Shemihaza: -sorprendida- ¿Cómo lo mataron?
Abel: Le cortamos la cabeza
Doc. Dragulesco: E igualmente se regenero?...
Abel: Es correcto, intentamos exorcisarlo de otras formas pero su regeneración era inmediata
Doc. Dragulesco: ¿Qué tan inmediata es?
Abel: De 2 a 10 segundos
Doc. Dragulesco: Más rápido que los clones... -suspira- ¿Dondé esta el egendró de Satan ahora?
Abel: En su habitación con su hermano
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Por poco mutilaron al Egendró de Satán para provar sus habilidades regenerativas. No les importo que el niño gritara por piedad o se lamentara en voz alta de no haber escapado desde antes de este lugar.
Cuando terminaron de estudiarlo, el nephelin estaba paralizado, no podia moverse del miedo ni siquiera se movio cuando Shemihaza cargo a su hermanito.
Doc. Dragulesco: Es increible
Doc. Dragulesco: Sus habilidades regenerativas son superiores a cualquier Nephelin!
Doc. Dragulesco: Podriamos encontrar en él lo que nos faltaba para crear el Elixir de Inmortalidad perfecto!
Shemihaza: No se emocione mucho, Doc. Dragulesco
Shemihaza: Es demasiado peligroso mantenerlo en la Sección 13 y peor vivó -hablo firmemente- La Orden no se va a arriesgar más de lo que ya a hecho -se dirige a uno de los exorcistas- Lleven al más pequeño al La-
Rin: ¡NO SE LO LLEVEN! -levantandose de una del suelo- Por favor no... -solloza- Hare lo que sea ¡Les demostrare que no soy peligroso! -suplico-
Shemihaza: Las acciones dicen más que mil palabras, ni-
Rin: ¡AL CARAJO ESO! -sollozo- S-s-se que me equivoque... -sollozo- Pero puedo ayudar -tiembla un poco- Si quieren usarme como uno de sus conejillos de india, haganlo -solloza-
Shemihaza: No sabes lo que di-
Rin: ¡Si quieren usarme como un exorcista, haganlo! -cierra los ojos- N-n-no voy a a-a-arrepentirme de-de-de exorcisar -jadea temblorosamente-
Shemihaza: Niño-
Rin: ¡SI QUIEREN CONVERTIRME EN UNA DE SUS BRUJAS, HAGANLO! -solloza temblando- pe-pero no me alejen de Yukio... Por favor...
Shemihaza: -sorprendida- ¿Sabes por lo menos lo que eso significa?
Rin: -asiente llorando- N-n-no me importa como me vallan a usar... -sollozo- S-s-solo no quiero perder a mi hermanito... -hipo-
Shemihaza: ... Dejenos solos...
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Rin tenia 8 años cuando exorciso, accidentalmente, a un Rey Demonio y cuando Shemihaza acepto que él apoyara a la Orden como ella se lo pidiera.
Rin: -rodeando con su cola a su hermanito- Un paso a la vez, Yukio... Un paso a la vez...
Rin: No dejare que te pase nada malo, tu Niisan se hara cargó de todo...
Rin: La abuela esta de nuestro lado y el payaso tambien... No se cuando nos iremos de este feo lugar pero se que un día volveremos a ver la nieve...
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aldiguirado · 1 year ago
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Estoy enamorada de esta mujer midio
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cephalog0d · 1 year ago
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For the WIP Ask Game: Can I get some tasty details about the Ghost Steph AU, pretty please?
YES ABSOLUTELY this AU low-key consumes my brain in the background all the time. I've rambled about it a little and written a quick drabble for it, but the bulk of it has to wait until I have a chance to do the HEFTY amount of note-taking required for an Extremely Canon Compliant (to a point) fic.
Really this is motivated by my eternal frustration at how much DC dropped the ball with regard to the fact Steph's death occurred DIRECTLY before Jason's whole big comeback rampage. And like. You'd think there might be some things to connect there, with yet another kid getting killed working with Batman, and the overall non-reaction to it, and how much of Jason's whole shtick is being pissed that he got killed and nobody cared. There was a whole-ass news broadcast directly outing her as Spoiler AND Robin and connecting her to Batman! This was not exactly a secret! On top of which the whole War Games thing ties pretty directly into Under the Hood with Black Mask and all that. AND YET. For some mysterious reason that definitely doesn't rhyme with Man Midio it's just totally unaddressed.
Anyway, the general idea is that Steph did actually die during War Games and is stuck in Gotham as a ghost. Nobody else can see/hear her, which sucks, until she happens to run into Jason. Due to metaphysical handwaving (they were both Robin, Jason's been dead and has weird paranormal energy, etc.), he CAN see and hear her, which is great for her and rather unfortunate for him because BOY does she have some opinions on her death, and Bruce, and Tim, and Jason, and his whole plan. And he's going to hear all about it because there's literally nothing he can do to stop her.
And I have a lot of feelings about all the potential interactions there. So many conflicting emotions, and they're sort of stuck together, because even if Steph would rather hang out with other people he's the only one who can see or hear her, and that's better than not being seen or heard at all, and Jason can't just shoot her or lock her out because. Ghost.
(He definitely tries to exorcise her several times. It doesn't take. Steph mocks him endlessly about it.)
So yeah, ONE DAY I'm going to write this, it just requires me to go back and reread a bunch of stuff leading up to War Games and UTH, and those arcs themselves, and take extensive notes to make sure I've got all the canon details right. I'm determined to make it happen, though.
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osyesive · 1 year ago
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#colombia #venezuela #peru #panama #chile #puertorico #viral #argentina #españa #mexico #nicaragua #cuba #usa #viral #Dios #Jesus #familia #amigos #versículo #labiblia #fe #miDios
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quenospaso · 1 year ago
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Midios
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jean-marclozach · 7 months ago
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Midio Only - SoundCloud
Écouter Midio Only par Jean-Marc Lozach sur #SoundCloud
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roccofoca · 2 days ago
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S. Lucas 7:47 RVR1960
[47] Por lo cual te digo que sus muchos pecados le son perdonados, porque amó mucho; mas aquel a quien se le perdona poco, poco ama.
Luke 7:47 KJV
[47] Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little.
#DIOS #Rey #versiculodeldia #versiculobiblico
#versiculodiario #palabradeDios #oracion #palabrasdePoder #amor #palabrassabias #mibiblia #labiblia #biblia #miDios #luz #poderdeDios #gracia #God #Paz #miPaz
#dad #EspirituSanto #biblegateway #refugio #enseñanza #Cristo #tbt #King #love #power
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hardkidmiracle · 2 years ago
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¡NO SE MIDIO! RUIZ HEALY HACE PEDAZOS A XOCHITL GALVEZ Y LILLY TELLEZ
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