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hiemaldesirae · 8 months ago

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The Hazbin Graduate’s Guide to Homicide (3)

HAZBIN'S MIDSEMESTER STUDENT REPORT Student: Vox Vanhal Supervising Staff: Professor Enoch Leviathan Sponsor: Not Applicable To the Board: Vox Vanhal may be one of the most brilliant students this school has seen in decades. In all my years of teaching at Hazbin, I have never met a student more insanely ready to learn and apply their skills- due in part, of course, to said student's own possible insanity. I mean this in a jovial way, of course, but I will admit that when young Vanhal's true identity was revealed to me that my first thought was along the lines of 'is this student insane?' Whether or not my student's reason should be called into question is something myself and my fellow professor Asmodeus have discussed in length, but there is one thing that we can definitively agree on: If there is any one student in this school who I would choose to place my bets on, it would be Vox Vanhal. There is nothing more to say at this time of report evaluation. Sincerely, Professor Leviathan.

May God's blessings be with you now and at the hour of our deaths, Amen.

[ 1 ] / [ 2 ] (<- read these first for context and more murder academy radiostatic content!)

Though Alastor may have thought that Vox was much more knowledgable in how Hazbin's Institution for Homicide worked, the truth was, Vox was still fully flying on the seat of his own coattails.

He had no damn clue what he was doing still, and although it'd been two weeks since he'd arrived, part of him still felt like how he did when he'd first arrived: hesitant, scared, not knowing where to go or what to do besides the want to make his boss suffer as he killed him.

That level of animosity might sound strange to anyone not a Hazbin student or alumnus, but it was perfectly normal for any student enrolled in the academy to have such feelings. After all, there was quite a rigorous process involved in the application, and for Vox, this application process (and what led to it) was perhaps more intense than most.

There had once been a time where Vox had dreamed of becoming a Hollywood starlet, one who lit up the silver screen and was blessed by hundreds of thousands of cheering, dedicated fans who would fawn over his every move and action. He'd wanted to follow in his mother's footsteps, at one point. But after taking on his first roles in Carmine Studios, the glamour of Hollywood had shattered like fine glass.

"Miss Vesper! Would you please look over here for a second?"

"Miss Vesper, when is your next movie coming out?!"

"Miss Vesper, is it true that you and your co-star on Anna Karenina, Valentino Vega had an affair-?"

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! That- fucking bastard!" Vox rushed into the privacy of his and Val's shared apartment, slamming the door behind him as he collapsed into the couch, head cradled in his hands. He couldn't even begin to start detailing the number of ways he'd wanted to fucking butcher and rip apart his boss.

Andrealphus Goetia was no stranger to the spotlight, naturally. One of Hollywood's top directors, the man had been an influential cornerstone in the history of movie-making, a real legend to light the days. But behind that picturesque platinum reputation laid a monstrous piece of shit.

It had been a complete accident that Andrealphus had found out about Vox's identity.

Vox himself hadn't even really planned out what to do about himself at that point, only that he'd known that the dresses he wore on screen were far more suited to his best friend than they were for him. Knew that the copious amounts of makeup flattened on him everyday made him feel more like a clown than a princess, that it was the most uncomfortable feeling to have to sit and play the pretty face for the audience's sake.

But he persisted, telling himself, one more year, one more year til my savings account has enough to supply Val and I with a comfortable life and we can leave.

But of course- of course Andrealphus had to ruin it for him.

The man had found out and immediately proceeded to blackmailing Vox with the information, holding things such as promotions, media gossip and rumors over his head. And now... now... Vox stared down at the script he held clutched in his hand, his knuckles turning white as he grasped it with an iron grip.

"Dieser verdammte bastard," Vox muttered under his breath.

Though he'd never loved the spotlight that came with his first taste of fame, he had loved acting. Had loved being adored for his skill, applauded for the emotions that he could evoke in crowds of people and the way he could twist people's hearts. He had wanted to be one of the best, a household name.

And now, he stared down at the script for a movie that Andrealphus knew would tank his reputation. It was absolute bullshit. The plot was held together by thin strings and a bit of glue, despite being an adaptation of one of the past decade's best selling books. Not only that, but the moment he left the safety of the apartment once more, he would also have to contend with the rumors that were steadily piling against him and dragging his loved ones and friends into it too.

All this, because Vox had refused to sleep with his shitty boss.

He could still hear the fucker's voice- come on, don't you wanna say that you got a piece of me? I'll even leave out the part about you being a transvestite, darling, just the fact that I got a piece of you is enough.

God. If only.... if only he could see that bastard's face when he crushed his fucking skull in between his hands. He wanted to see Andrealphus' stupid face contort in revulsion and terror when Vox finally did the deed, wanted to bathe in the the fotze's inbred blood. He'd do anything for the chance to just kill that piece of shit-

"Amorcito?"

Val's voice makes Vox jump on the spot, quickly shifting to hide the script from view. His friend comes around the corner, eyebrows furrowed with concern, and it's this that makes Vox break his composure, a single tear falling down his face as Val frowns, taking a seat next to him on the couch. "Voxxy, amor... tell me what's wrong."

And because he can never keep his mouth shut when it comes to his best friend, Vox tells him everything. Val nods along, pauses at the right moments, all of that stuff that friends do when they're trying to let you know that they'd rip apart your shitty boss if not for the law.

But- and perhaps this is something that Vox knew deep down to be true anyway- Val was a bit different in that aspect. He'd met the man under... less than legal circumstances, after all, and he knew that Val was the heir to quite the illustrous cartel career.

So when Valentino stops him with a firm hand on the shoulder and hands him an application paper for Hazbin, telling him to think it through, Vox barely takes even a second glance at it before filling it out.

Now, two months later and sitting in the auditorium of Hazbin's famed Music Hall, Vox doesn't find himself regretting the decision. Sure, it's a bit lonely without Val's supporting presence by his side, but the students he's met so far have proved to be some of the friendliest people he's had the pleasure of knowing: ironic, considering the kind of school they're studying at. And he's even managed to make a friend! Not that bad a start, altogether.

Vox absentmindedly doodles on the edge of his notes as Professor Leviathan's soothing voice lectures them on the importance of a proper alibi. "If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, but it has an airtight alibi, it is...?"

"Not a duck," the auditorium echoes back to the professor, who nods, looking satisfied with the class's response. "So, then! The first step to alibi making is...? Miss Velvette, perhaps you'd like to answer this one for us?"

The girl sitting beside Vox shoots up in her seat, looking as if she'd just fallen asleep and was awoken by the professor's question. "Uh... the..."

After a moment of silence and stuttering, Vox takes pity on the girl, sliding Velvette over a slide of paper that she squints at before reading. "Make sure you're in a different place from the crime?"

"And how would I do that?"

"I... uh. Use an accomplice...?" Velvette stutters.

Professor Leviathan shakes his head, looking disappointed. "Not quite. One thing you will have to learn at Hazbin's is that you should never rely on any other person to carry your deed out for you. No hiring accomplices- after all, paid personnel's loyalty is shaky and they have no honor code preventing them from taking you to the police- and absolutely no committing crimes as lovers, unless you can guarantee that neither of you will be snitching. Would anyone else like to take a try?"

Vox raises his hand hesitantly. "Move the crime scene or otherwise obscure the culprit?"

Professor Leviathan snaps his fingers, "Yes! Absolutely. One of the best ways to make yourself an iron clad alibi is, if the pope is shot in the church at midnight, make sure that you are seen halfway across town in the bar at midnight; so drunk that you cannot even leave until your wife comes to pick you up at two- and no one will suspect you, even if he was actually killed right outside the pub and moved to the church instead. By moving the crime scene, you can make yourself an ironclad alibi. Obscuring the identity of the perpetrator and making it someone who couldn't possibly be you also works splendidly. After all, if the police believe the murderer to be a six foot tall adult man, then the actual perpetrator, a four foot tall young woman, would be able to pass by completely unnoticed. Thank you for that input, Vox. Now, onto the actual creation of such an alibi..."

When class ends, Vox is the first to leave his seat and head for the door, intending on leaving and getting to Track with Professor Satan as quick as possible when someone stops him in his tracks with a firm grip on his shoulder.

"Hey. Vox Vanhal, right?"

"That would be me, yes," Vox turns to face the person he's talking to, only to be met with the young woman that Professor Leviathan had called out in class earlier. "You were... Velvette?"

"Yep, that's me," the chipper young woman responds. "Listen, I know you don't know me at all, but I really need to get through this school year. Like- look, okay, I'm in a little bit over my head right now. I still want to go here and do what everyone here does, of course, I'd love to just go and plunge a damn butcher's knife into my cunt of an ex-friend's neck, but... well, you saw how I did back in class- look, what I'm trying to get at is I need someone to help me. And you're like, Leviathan's star student. So- I don't care what I have to do, I'll-"

Vox holds up a hand to stop her.

"I don't need you to do anything for me, unless you've got any tips on how to kill my boss and make him suffer during it. But I'll help you with whatever you need to study during your courses. Just..." He pauses, taking a moment to think out what he's about to ask. "Could you teach me how you did your makeup on your own?"

Velvette blinks, clearly not expecting that response. She laughs, a shrill, sharp bark and grabs his hand to shake it firmly. "Yeah, 'course I can. So, do we have a deal?"

"We do," Vox smiles. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."

#it would probably have made more sense for val to be the mean boss but i couldnt make myself go there #valvox friendship is still so dear and true to my heart im sorry villain val enthusiasts i couldnt do it #sorry andrealphus im sure youre not as bad a guy as im making you (i still have not watched hb)#there's not really much radiostatic in this installment sorgy #but on the brightside: i get to write vox and hes batshit insane and only keeping it together by the flys of his pants soo #Oh right. final thing to address voxs inner dialogue is VERY different from how he speaks proper bc hes used to covering up his feelings on #screen already so its really just like playing the role with everyone around him. but yeah he curses a lot and speaks german quite a bit #vals the only one (So Far) who he actually lets the mask down around and the relationship they have is soooorta weird cause vals gay but in #the way where he doesnt see vox as a 'real man' even tho he accepts and affirms his gender. so yeahhh thats complicated but it is the 50s #they do love each other but its not romantic. its like a qpr except one of them (val) sees it more as a lavender marriage #radiostatic #hazbin hotel #chai writes #ran rambles #EDIT FUCK I FORGOT TO TAG IT #the hazbin institution for homicide practitioners

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dirtyvulture · 1 year ago

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*Praying Anon who requested the NNN fic last year*

God of Lust? Can you hear me? I come back, on my knees, seeking your sinful blessings again…I bring thee another request, a request to keep us sinners strong…strong for the sin…strong for the lust…strong for the beef and more…it has been a long brutal month but i hope this prayer be answered…

Oh God of Lust, hear thy prayer of female Beefy!Reader, a new member of the team for two months now, infatuated with the Russian redheaded avenger, and Natasha also enamored with the new avenger since day one. Both longing and yearning for each other, both lustfully, and romantically. One day during training, Natasha cannot take any longer and reveals her feelings and desires, Reader as well…and just when Natasha wants reader to take her, to ruin her, give her the pleasure of her life, the beefy reader refrains, and begins to tease her, stating that she is participating in NNN, and uses training and working out to get all the energy out. She states that Natasha will just have to wait until the month is over. And Natasha does, but it’s torture, especially seeing and being aroused by reader working out intensely, muscles showing, and just driving the redhead ballistic with pure ecstasy of lust…but the wait is worth it, and at the strike of midnight on December 1, both waste no time for Reader to send Natasha to the peaks of sinful pleasures, from the use of the strap, mouth, and fingers. The moans of the redhead being oh so loud as proof she has been given the most satisfying, most diabolical, lustful, amorous, pounding of her life…

God of Lust, forgive thee for making this prayer long I shall take my leave soon…Bless us again please, you lustful supreme being. Make it absolutely lustful and sinful as you see fit. Bless us sinners, for we are at your mercy, God of Lust!

In the name of the Russian, the Redhead, and the Holy Woman, AMEN!!

😈🙏

PRAYING ANON IS BACK??? And with such a sinful request 👀

Very good, very good my friend...

Perhaps your request can jumpstart Club Beef (it has been a little dry here lately...)

#praying anon #vulture answers

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nightblightowl · 1 year ago

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I need y'all to read these lyrics sung by Jeremy (Lucifer) with his band. The song is called Preaching to the Fire. It gives me strong lucilith vibes iykyk 😏😏

Face down in the dust I was the rust of a river gone dry Blown in the gust of a listless cry Maybe you heard it

Cause you came in a rush Call it a crush, but in the caustic light You swallowed me up into the softest fire You came to me perfect Well I came to worship

I'm preaching to the (Fire) flame I'm begging for the (Fire) pain You're showing me the (Fire) way This holy fire's rolling again (Amen)

And I must confess That all of my best moves are selfish ones Show the method of your selfless tongue Give me a sermon

Cause I came to be blessed Hand to my chest, I would forsake this life Slip out of your dress and let your legs decide Make me your servant Holy diversion Oh, on my knees Into the dust returning I'm born again a virgin Love, come ruin me

I'm preaching to the (Fire) flame I'm begging for the (Fire) pain You're showing me the (Fire) way Come make this sinner a saint (Oh-oh) And I'm holding back the (Fire) rain So cold until you (Fire) came Now I'm burning up with (Fire) faith This holy fire's calling my name (Oh-oh)

Oh Hallelujah, Hallelujah Good lord, I'm preaching to the (Fire) And I'm begging for the (Fire) Cause you're showing me the (Fire) way Till only fire (Fire) remains

And I'm preaching to the (Fire) flame I'm begging for the (Fire) pain You're showing me the (Fire) way Come make this sinner a saint (Oh-oh) And I'm holding back the (Fire) rain So cold until you (Fire) came Now I'm burning up with (Fire) faith This holy fire's rolling again (Oh, Amen)

#hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar #lucilith #lilith morningstar

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traumacatholic · 10 months ago

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May I have a prayer or two? For safety and to be protected from deceivers. I'm staying in a hotel away from family for a few days and I'm trying to help a friend out but I'm worried that they may try to take advantage of me but I don't want to abandon or push them away.

Of course, may God bless and protect you. I have attached some prayers under the readmore that you might find beneficial.

Prayer to Saint Michael the Archangel

St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle, be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him we humbly pray; and do thou, O Prince of the Heavenly host, by the power of God, cast into hell Satan and all the evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.

Saint Patrick's Breastplate Prayer

The full prayer can be found here: https://parish.rcdow.org.uk/greenford/wp-content/uploads/sites/127/2020/03/St-Patricks-Breastplate.pdf

But I often see it shortened to this part, so it comes down to personal preference how much of the prayer you want to say

Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left, Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down, Christ when I arise, Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me, Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me, Christ in every eye that sees me, Christ in every ear that hears me

A Prayer in Time of Attack

O Lord, our God, pre-existing before all ages and remaining forever; who are as great in compassion as you are in uncontainable power; who because of your ineffable mercy bowed the heavens, came down on earth and became man for the salvation of sinners; who put on and immortalized our nature and ascended with it to the place from which you descended; hear from heaven and become merciful to all those who cry out to you with a broken heart. You, O Master of all, lend you ear and hear us. We know your undefeatable love for your creation and your inexhaustible goodness. Hence, we throw ourselves into the ocean of your compassions and entreat you: turn not your face from us nor cast us away from your countenance neither hand us over to those who are so furiously attacking us. Look upon us with your compassionate eye. Show us how to rise above both the visible and invisible enemies. Place in us a power from on high; encompass us with your almighty right hand; keep us under the protection of your wings; fortify us with love for one another and grant us unshakable peace. But before all and above all, instill in us your fear and your love that your holy name may also be glorified in us. Upon you alone we look, on you alone we have placed our hopes, and to you we send up the glory, together with your Father, who is without beginning, and the life-creating Spirit, now and ever and unto the ages of ages. Amen.

Prayer to the Holy Cross

Let God arise and let His enemies be scattered; and let those who hate Him flee from His presence. As smoke vanishes, let them vanish; and as wax melts from the presence of fire, so let demons perish from the presence of those who love God and who sign themselves with the sign of the Cross and say in gladness: Hail, most precious and life-giving Cross of the Lord, for Thou drivest away the demons by the power of our Lord Jesus Christ crucified on thee, Who went down to hades and trampled on the power of the devil, and gave us thee, his venerable Cross, for driving away all enemies. O most precious and life-giving Cross of the Lord, help me, with our Holy Lady, the Virgin Mother of God, and with all the Saints throughout the ages. Amen.

Prayer Before Sleep

Beneath your compassion we seek refuge, Theotokos. Do not overlook our prayers, but deliver us from danger, only pure and blessed one. My hope is the Father; my refuge, the Son; my protection, the Holy Spirit. Holy Trinity, glory to you. I place all my hope in you, Mother of God. Keep me under your protection. Through the prayers of our holy Fathers, Lord Jesus Christ our God, have mercy and save us. Amen.

Under the protection of your wings I shall be covered and fall asleep, for in you only, Lord, does my hope lie. Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my soul and my body. Do bless me, do have mercy on me, and grant me eternal life. Amen.

Protection Prayer

Jesus, I will arise. Jesus, do thou accompany me. Jesus, do thou lock my heart into thine and let my body and my soul be commended unto thee. The Lord is crucified. May God guard and protect my senses so that misfortunes may not overcome me. In the name of God, the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Prayer Against Every Evil

Spirit of our God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Most Holy Trinity, Immaculate Virgin Mary, angels, archangels, and saints of heaven, descend upon me. Please purify me, Lord, mold me, fill me with yourself, use me. Banish all the forces of evil from me, destroy them, defeat them, so that I can be healthy and do good deeds. Banish from me all spells, witchcraft, black magic, evil spells, ties, curses, and the evil eye; diabolic infestations, oppressions, possessions; all that is evil and sinful, jealousy, deceitfulness, envy; physical, psychological, moral, spiritual and diabolical ailments. Burn all these evils in hell, that they may never again touch me or any other creature in the entire world. I command and bid all the powers who assault me—by the power of God all-powerful, in the name of Jesus Christ our Savior. Through the intercession of the Immaculate Virgin Mary–to leave me forever, and to be consigned into the everlasting hell where they will be bound by Saint Michael the archangel, Saint Gabriel, Saint Raphael, our guardian angels, and where they will be crushed under the heel of the Immaculate Virgin Mary.

Prayer to Your Guardian Angel

O Holy Angel, who stand by my wretched soul and my passionate life: do not abandon me, a sinner, neither depart from me because of my lack of self-control. Leave no room for the evil demon to gain control of me through the violence of this mortal body. Strengthen my weak and feeble hand, and instruct me in the path of salvation. O holy Angel of God, the guardian and protector of my wretched soul and body: forgive all the sorrows I have caused you, every day of my life. If I have sinned in this past night, protect me during this day. Keep me from every adverse temptation, that I may not anger God by any sin. Pray to the Lord for me, that He may establish me in His fear and make me, His servant, worthy of His goodness. Amen.

#prayer #prayer request #prayer req

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colesterstrudel · 2 months ago

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Amazon tried to ruin my FUCKIN LIFE re: my work’s secret santa shindig but walmart pulled through for me amen god bless

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karlcain-123 · 6 months ago

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THE TRUTH I HAVE SUFFERED FOR 50 YEAR'S OF MY LIFE WITH STALKER'S EVIL MALES & EVIL FEMALES 😈 THEY HAVE RUINED 50 YEARS OF MY LIFE A LIVING MISERY HELL 💔 ON EARTH. THEY ARE NOT RUINING THE LAST REMAINING 50 YEARS OF MY LIFE , I WILL ENJOY MY FREEDOM MY LIFE FROM NOW ON SPIRITUAL PROTECTION ♥️ ✨️ STRONGER MORE POWERFUL IN MY FAITH HOLY BIBLE GOSPELOFCHRIST 🙏 HALLALLUYA PRAISE GOD 👏 🙌 FATHER SON HOLY SPIRIT AMEN I DONT SMOKE CIGARETTES DONT DRINK ALCOHOL AND I DON'T USE DRUGS I DON'T SLEEP AROUND WITH NO HUMAN'S I KEEP MY PHYSICAL BODY TO MYSELF AND I DON'T HAVE NO STD'S , THANK YOU EVIL ONES FOR HURTING ME IN THE PAST YOUVE MADE ME A STRONGER SPIRITUS A BIG GOD BLESS TO ALL THE ANGELS OF GOD AMEN THANK YOU JESUS THANK-YOU HOLY SPIRIT KEEPS ME SAFE THANK-YOU ANGELS NUMBERING THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS OF GOD THOUSAND'S TIMES TEN THOUSAND'S OF ANGEL'S OF GOD REVELATIONS AMEN .KCAIN I AM CELIBACY CHASTISEMENT NO GERMS VIRUSES BACTERIA PATHOGENS DISEASES AMEN THANK YOU LORD MY GOD HEAVENLY FATHER LORD GOD ALMIGHTY .AMEN I intend to remain single NO human relationships 💯 % untill the last day of my life on Earth . I am HAPPY IN MY LIFE NOW THANK YOU SO MUCH FUN FUN FUN I ENJOY MYSELF EVER SO MUCH AMEN GOD BLESS 🙌 YOU ALL ❤️ AMEN KARL CAIN

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gatekeeper-watchman · 3 months ago

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Daily Devotionals for November 12, 2024

Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living

Devotional Scripture:

Proverbs 28:2 (KJV): 2 For the transgression of a land many are the princes thereof: but by a man of understanding and knowledge the state thereof shall be prolonged. Proverbs 28:2 (AMP): 2 When a land transgresses, it has many rulers, but when the ruler is a man of discernment, understanding, and knowledge, its stability will long continue.

Thought for the Day

Wickedness produces many problems in a society; including rivalry amongst leaders. However, when a wise man rules a nation, it will produce stability. Dissatisfied people expect their leaders to create change, but all needed change begins with individuals. Every person is responsible for contributing to the betterment of our world. Evil people desire leaders who condone their wickedness. Righteous people desire leaders who control society's evil tendencies by making and enforcing righteous laws. Because the founding fathers of the United States were Christian, our laws were traditionally based on the Bible; and this influence has blessed our national life. We have turned away from this godly foundation, however, and God has begun to lift His blessings and protection from our nation. If we do not repent, we could fall as ancient Judah did:

"For Jerusalem is ruined, and Judah is fallen: because their tongue and their doings are against the LORD, to provoke the eyes of his glory. The show of their countenance doth witness against them; and they declare their sin as Sodom, they hide it not. Woe unto their soul! for they have rewarded evil unto themselves. Say ye to the righteous, that it shall be well with him: for they shall eat the fruit of their doings. Woe unto the wicked! it shall be ill with him: for the reward of his hands shall be given him. As for my people, children are their oppressors, and women rule over them. O my people, they which lead thee cause thee to err, and destroy the way of thy paths" (Isaiah 3:8-12).

Sin, especially the sin of Sodom, brought Judah under a curse. For centuries, God had warned them that judgment would come if they did not repent. In Isaiah's time, the citizens of Judah, like those of Sodom, had grown brazenly open about their sin. About 150 to 200 years after Isaiah prophesied it, Israel reaped a terrible judgment: Jerusalem was destroyed and survivors taken into captivity in Babylon. God rewarded the wicked with the fruit of their sin, while rewarding the righteous with protection amidst national catastrophe. Judah endured many evils as warnings before reaping God's terrible judgment. We notice some of them in verse 12: it was unrighteous leaders who were causing the people to err from the paths of righteousness. Isaiah 3:4-5 lists others: wicked or immature rulers, young people dishonoring their elders, and the foolish behaving arrogantly toward the honorable. Similar evils, along with natural catastrophes, are seen across the world today, and are indications of judgment. Judgment can be averted if our nations will seek Him and forsake their sins. "Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD" (Psalm 33:12a).

Prayer Devotional for the Day

Dear heavenly Father, please give us godly leadership in our nation at all levels. Lord, we ask You to forgive us for our national sins of pride, adultery, lust, materialism, addiction, pornography, murder, idolatry and the many other sins that have grieved Your heart. Forgive me on a personal level for my sins. Lord, cleanse our hearts and our nation, so that we might be blessed and live godly lives. May we be a people who live and share the truths of the Bible, so that Your kingdom will come on this earth. I pray in the name of Jesus. Amen 11/12/2024 3:57:11 AM Jacksonville, Florida USA From: Steven P. Miller, @ParkermillerQ, gatekeeperwatchman.org TM ‎Founder and Administrator of Gatekeeper-Watchman International Groups. #GWIG, #GWIN, #GWINGO.

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thesaintofpatience · 5 months ago

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⭐ director's commentary game for not just a river in egypt :)

Oh bless you <3

Okay, some moments from not just a river in egypt (aka, 'Mercymorn safetylocks Augustine's dick), my totally indulgent ~10k PWP written for no other reason than because I wanted to write some pre-Lyctorhood Canaan House shenanigans. Long-ish so below the cut...

“And how is the Eighth House?” “Thriving, naturally.” “Is it?” Augustine’s eyes glittered. “I’ve heard it’s become the most wretched little hive of dogma, all penitence and parables. Mind you, it’s done Fifth House tourism no end of good; we see pilgrims off your way and welcome them right back afterwards, cleansed of their sins and ready to top themselves up.” “Really?” Mercy sniffed. “I haven’t heard anything about the Fifth House at all.” “That’s a shameless lie, my child, for which I will forgive you.” “The day that you are in a position to forgive me anything, you nasty little waste of carbon—” Mercy passed Augustine a clipboard; he held out a labcoat for her to shrug into, “may we all collapse into ruin.” “Amen.” Augustine dug in his pocket for a cigarette

Mercy and Augustine pre-Lyctorhood! They argue incessantly but they're colleagues, they're professionals, they'll bicker and they're a well-oiled team. And Augustine continues to be a Fifth House snob, which is always so much fun to write.

“Ah—fuck—you’ve been busy,” John murmured—he did that, the talking, burbling to himself absent-mindedly through most activities up to and including having his cock sucked. “You’re looking for—mm—what, a good grade in sucking dick? Something that’s normal to want and possible to a-ah—”

John as someone who lives only to amuse himself is so dear to me.

“Sweet as,” John murmured

Likewise, John with all his NZ turns of phrase. One day I will fit 'chur' into a fic.

He knew which room was his, and he knew Alfred would be across the hall. Gideon snored like a planet-boring drill and the only person who’d voluntarily sleep next door to him was Titania, who could sleep through anything with complete serenity. Nigella would always select a room closest to the stairwell on the basis that she was incorrigibly nosy and wanted to hear who was coming up or downstairs with whom, and Cassy would be next door to her, albeit they’d both end up sleeping in Nigella’s room and using Cassy’s for storage.

I put serious thought into mapping this out to figure out which rooms would go where in a set of 10 rooms arranged 5 on each side but without actually adding a diagram into the fic it was impractical - nevertheless I had fun with the idea that they all know each other so well that these sorts of calculations become second- nature

“I, ah—good evening—look, sorry, I’m actually looking for—” Pyrrha raised the other eyebrow and Augustine’s mouth closed with an audible snap. She visibly appraised him—one slow, up and down sweep of her eyes that made Augustine’s cock twitch valiantly in his trousers. Then—horror of horrors—she nudged the door slightly more open in evident invitation. Augustine considered it. He really, really did. Of all the opportunities he’d been presented with over his life on this side of the Resurrection, this was one that hadn’t come along before and had been noted by its absence, and even now, knowing that it would open him up to nothing more than frustration and anguish, he gave it serious thought. “Another night?” he suggested with his most winning smile. Pyrrha snorted, flashed him an all-too-knowing grin, and closed the door in his face.

Augustine's greatest tragedy is that he never gets to make good on his crush on Pyrrha, and it was just great fun to exacerbate that in this fic

“No. Because you’re a whore.” That was no less hurtful for being true. Mercy hopped off the desk (her feet didn’t quite hit the ground when she was sitting on it, which was oddly endearing) and stalked closer

I know you're on this train with me but Mercy is 5'0", I know this to be true, I saw it in a dream

The thing was—she wasn’t wrong. There was something about her eyes on him, the weight of her attention; the physical stimulus was anything but pleasant but the context was everything, and it was all he could do not to touch himself as she manhandled him.

Likewise, Augustine being so much more interested in attention than physical stimulus.

“Your laboratory conditions leave something to be desired. But for what it’s worth, John did say it was a lovely piece of work,” he said grudgingly. Mercy scoffed, but her cheeks went a little pinker.

Teacher's pet Mercy here courtesy of flemeth's unbelievable Disco Elysium fic which burrowed its way into my brain and never came out. Also John always being in the room, even when he isn't.

Thank you for this ilu <3

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Hey, I'm the Wonder Woman anon here

So apparently Modern Wonder Woman's origin story is the product of the Adultery between Zeus and her Mother and was told she was made of clay to trick a Jealous Hera

I fucking hate re-iterations when they're terrible

I like the old versions way better:

_ Diana was made of clay and given life by possibly Aphrodite since originally Aphrodite is the Mother of all Amazonians since she crafted them out of clay. One said there was a magical liquid that gave life to the clay baby Diana

_ Diana was the result of a literal virgin birth, her Mom crafted her out of clay and Zeus gave her life by striking a lightning bolt into her clay body. See the clip here:

https://youtu.be/9ogFRUg_dGA?feature=shared

(A woman literally said Hippolyta wanted a child not created out of unholy union. Which means she wanted to have a virgin birth. I think that's a beautiful cause since childbirth is a horror to women and it also brings out the femininity of the Amazon much more profoundly, it is also my fave version of Wonder Woman's origin story)

I don't think Hera would have anything against a baby who was given life to by her husband's power,it's not like he physically cheated with a Woman again, if anything she would give the child blessings, maybe that's why Wonder Woman is said to be better in some aspects than the Olympians

But the Modern version of Wonder Woman's origin is that she's an affair child and had a faked birth story so Hera won't get jealous

This is why I prefer the old ones, they're so better and not to basic

If Hera can be someone else other than a jealous, evil wife then I think Wonder Woman shouldn't be just an "affair child", considering how she's importantly known as a sacred being, almost reaching godhood

I'm not hating illegitimate children, but I can't see Queen Hippolyta having an affair with Zeus for so many reasons, cuz it literally ruins her character and the entire ideal of the Amazonians, which is to worship all the greatness of a Woman, I don't think they view unholy affair as one of the good things they have followed and preached for centuries

Also the Amazonians greatly worshipped the Olympians, Hera and Zeus ARE the rulers of Olympians, Queen Hippolyta must be willing to shame herself till the end of time if she would do something like sleeping with the God and tricking the Goddess she so greatly worshipped. It's literally Religion 101

I'm sorry but no matter what some might say, cheating with someone's spouse is never cool or it is a feminine/manly thing, it's not okay

first of all. amen to that last statement, i 100% agree with you.

honestly though. personally, the only situation where i can see Hera not going rage-mode over WW is if Zeus actually consulted her and was like, “hey theres this cool clay model of a woman and i think if i gave her life, she’d make a great hero,, if you blessed her also she’d do a lot of good..” he has to include her in it,, king and queen of Olympus creating heroes together. because then, in a sense, WW is a champion of Hera too.

but otherwise. Hera is a very vengeful, quick to anger goddess. so i think in any other situation, even if Zeus technically didn’t “biologically” make WW, she’d still be furious with both Zeus and WW. i say this because, if you look at the myths of Dionysus and Athena, even though Zeus did actually need a woman to create at least dio and thena’s foetuses, Hera sees their births as something Zeus managed on HIS OWN. and that pisses her off a LOT since he effectively renders her sacred role as a mother redundant. it’s a huge slight to her.

i am not familiar with Queen Hippolyta’s (DC) characterisation… however, in the myths, Theseus is usually portrayed as forcing himself on Hippolyta after he defeats the Amazons and they have a son, tragic Hippolytus. so, if that means anything. i’d imagine that Hippolyta (DC), in the spirit of the treatment of her namesake in myth, must also be rejecting relationships with men too. but then again, i do not remember the lore details of the WW films, i only remember that i liked the portrayal of WW herself specifically.

#anon #anonymous #asks

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cherrycilly · 1 year ago

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Working with Archangel Michael

By popular request (1 person lmao @hellokittyangel444 )

So what to know before working with the archangel Michael. The prince of heaven is not only a mythology hero or the main archangel but also a great ally and strength to us in time of need . The great protector against all negative forces in our life .

Appearance: while all angels don't have a set gender or sexuality this archangel appears more masculine presenting. But remember angels can take on any form they choose necessary.

Ruling planet: while all the archangels rule planets ,this archangel rules the sun.

Element: his element is the element of fire , the righteous fire.

Colors: royal purple, royal blue, red and silver .

Animals : a lion.

Zodiac sign: Leo ♌

Number: 1. 11

Crystal: clear quartz

What to invoke Michael for:

Protection 🛡️, help against spiritual attacks, negative spirits, resolving conflicts, strengthening connection to god, finding your inner bravery (your inner lion) and justice if you've been wronged.

How to invoke the archangel:

candles in shades of red and blue will help you strengthen your connection. Take a moment to meditate with your candles , think of Michael and the guidance you wish him to give you, put things that remind you for Michael such as sun,lion,Leo sign, biblical imagery, icons with his likeness , and Crystals such as clear quartz, other things you can put on your altar are cinnamon, pumpkin, autumn leaves,swords and daggers, strong alcoholic drinks (please make sure to be responsible with it) and black coffee.

Prayers to the archangel Michael :

"I (state your name) invoke the mighty Archangel Michael to be sent from Creator/ God to be by my side. I ask with all my heart and from the Angel within me to be blessed with the Divine presence of Archangel Michael this day. Please hold my hand and guide me, may Archangel Michael presence bless this day with strength, courage and support. Archangel Michael, please surround me now with your blue cloak of protection. Blessed be."

"St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle, be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him we humbly pray; and do thou, O Prince of the Heavenly host, by the power of God, cast into hell Satan and all the evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen."

How to know he is near:

Flashes of blue like flame around you, black (or dark colored) feathers , warmth like the sun feeling, numbers 1 or 11 around you.

Good luck! And remember don't be afraid. You are safe and protected by divine light .🩵

#saint Michael #archangel Michael

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biblically-accurate-butch · 7 months ago

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In this Journey I walk with God

So that I may find peace in my soul. With the Lord that I may know that I have a job to do. That I may know what my purpose is and that I may fulfill it. Your will be done O'Lord, for I truly am a sheep among wolves. For I know what is the come but I do not know when or how.

I see this world and it in ruins, as it always has been. For I see my life Lord and am grateful that it is you who has blessed me. I know that in my times of trial and fire that I must remain in sight of what truly matters. No matter how life jades me that I may always return to a state of knowing and trusting that the word of the Lord may guide me to reconstruct my mind and reconfigure my circumstances so that I may not wallow in a state of despair and pity though it may seem bleak now and for the years to come.

To love the Lord is to be courageous to protect those who are oppressed and as oppressed people ourselves must come together to know that there will be comfort among those who can believe that their freedom is inevitably imminent.

Luke 4:18

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed"

To believe in something is to fight for it, but not just with your hands and feet. Not just with artillery, no. To believe in something is to stand for it. To believe in something is to hold it in your thought, your words, and your deeds. To believe that there is hope, and to believe in a cause it to stand for it no matter who throws what your way. Death before dishonor. Death before Disbelief. It's more than just a story to take at face value. It's about integrity on standing for what is right.

Mt 10:16-23

Jesus said to His Apostles: “Behold, I am sending you like sheep in the midst of wolves; so be shrewd as serpents and simple as doves. But beware of people, for they will hand you over to courts and scourge you in their synagogues, and you will be led before governors and kings for my sake as a witness before them and the pagans. When they hand you over, do not worry about how you are to speak or what you are to say. You will be given at that moment what you are to say. For it will not be you who speak but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you. Brother will hand over brother to death, and the father his child; children will rise up against parents and have them put to death. You will be hated by all because of my name, but whoever endures to the end will be saved. When they persecute you in one town, flee to another. Amen, I say to you, you will not finish the towns of Israel before the Son of Man comes.”

Jesus [and by extension his disciples and later followers] had genuine faith that Jesus' cause was worth standing for, dying for, and advocating for. To do what was right, to follow the principles set in order, to believe in the beatitudes, and spread the word of love, repentance, charity, giving love to those who are given it the least, ect...

To me, I genuinely believe that the rights of the people, the rights of humanity are worth dying for. I may not die for my belief in Christ, as that is unlikely where I live. However, it is possible I might die at the hands of someone who kills in the name of. But in my heart I know, that there is peace in standing up for those who cannot speak and advocating for the rights of those I do not know; in my community or beyond for I know it is what my Lord would have wanted me to do.

I Pray for Forgiveness to the Holy Almighty Holy Immortal Holy God Holy Christ Amen

#pray with me #prayer #queer christian #faith #christian faith #pray for us #catholic #lesbian christian #butch lesbian #episcopal #christian #catholic lesbian #pray

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anneapocalypse · 1 year ago

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The Ariane Shipping Wall!

Ships I have for my FFXIV Warrior of Light, Ariane Clairière. Includes some that are serious and long-term, some that are casual, some that are unrequited or don't go anywhere, and some that may happen in the future! Ariane is a Wildwood Elezen, a healer main, and a bisexual woman. She's currently in the middle of Stormblood; updates will be made as she progresses!

Pre-Game. Ariane had a pretty isolated childhood for various reasons especially in her teen years, and as such her romantic explorations in her youth were limited. There were a couple of teenage entanglements, which were very passionate in her young heart but none of which lasted into adulthood. At 22 when the Calamity struck, Ariane was 22 and single, still living with her parents, with most of her attentions focused on soothing her increasingly anxious and paranoid mother.

Minfilia. Her kindness and earnestness quickly stole Ariane's heart, and Ariane was smitten with her from pretty early on. While she hung on Minfilia's every word, she never voiced her feelings, out of fear of ruining their friendship or making their working relationship awkward or any number of other excuses she told herself. Whether Minfilia ever returned Ariane's feelings, or ever would have, she may never know, as her dear friend insisted that Ariane go on without her after the disastrous banquet. Only Minfilia's absolute certainty persuaded Ariane to leave her, and not without profound guilt and regret. Learning what had become of her was deeply painful, and exacerbated a lot of Ariane's growing doubts and resentments of Hydaelyn and her gifts.

Hildibrand. Ariane always greatly enjoyed her wacky adventures with the gentleman inspector, and they became great friends. While they were never seriously involved, Ariane had a casual friends-with-benefits situation going with Hildy in the wake of Minfilia and the other Scions' disappearance--not least in an attempt to bury her feelings as she began to search for answers in Ishgard. They had fun together, but Ariane ultimately broke things off when she realized she had real feelings for someone else. Hildy was disappointed, but ever a gentleman. They remain good friends.

Haurchefant. As Haurchefant grew from friend to protector, cheerleader, and confidant for Ariane, so her feelings for him grew as well. On the trek into Dravania with Ysayle and Estinien and Alphinaud, she found herself constantly wishing that he was there, and by the time they returned, she had made up her mind: this time, she had to be brave and say something. She broke off her casual thing with Hildibrand and flew out to Camp Dragonhead. Haurchefant's response was extremely enthusiastic. They had a whirlwind romance, enjoying as much of one another's company as they possibly could as they sought an end to the Dragonsong War.

Then he died, and it absolutely crushed Ariane. In a last desperate attempt to save him, she tried to cast raise when her magical reserves were nearly expended, nearly killing herself in the process, and had to be carried back to Fortemps Manor unconscious. The days that followed were a particularly dark period of her life, as she was overwhelmed by grief and anger and bitterness. There was a lot of private screaming at Hydaelyn that if this was the price of the blessing of Light--to keep losing everyone she loved--then she didn't want it. It was mainly for Alphinaud's sake that she struggled on, throwing her energies into the restoration efforts in Ishgard, keeping busy with her hands, while she looked for a reason to keep living. It would be a long time before she could think of falling in love again.

Aymeric. After the war's end, Ariane could not help noticing Aymeric being particularly sweet toward her, especially when he invited her over for dinner. Sensing he might have developed feelings for her, she gently but firmly shut it down. Had things been different--were Haurchefant still alive, and the two of them amenable to it, she could easily have loved them both. But as it was, her heart was too broken to give to someone else. Aymeric bowed out gracefully and promised never to raise the subject again. They remain good friends. (Later, he gets together with Estinien, and Ariane's very happy for them both.)

Urianger. With where Ariane currently is in MSQ, this one is a strong future maybe! They didn't really become close until after the end of the Dragonsong War, when the Scions could move freely in Eorzea once again. Having heard about the loss of Lord Haurchefant from Alphinaud, Urianger offered his condolences, and Ariane realized at once that he out of anyone understood her grief, as he was very much still grieving Moenbryda, his own first love. They shared a drink and some reminiscences one night in the Waking Sands, which turned into a bit of a moment, and it was Urianger who sort of pulled back on it. He was completely right that neither of them were ready for anything to happen, but also unbeknownst to Ariane at the time, he was in the midst of his involvement with the Warriors of Darkness. It was because of that night that Ariane had a brief glimpse of his eyes when he adjusted his goggles, and for that she recognized him among the Warriors of Darkness. She said nothing, believing that he must have a reason. When all was revealed, Urianger expected Ariane's anger, especially as he was aware of her feelings for Minfilia. He was surprised when Ariane offered him forgiveness, and insisted he did not deserve it.

In the present, as Ariane travels the far east seeking the liberation of Doma and Ala Mhigo, she teleports back to Thanalan when she can, and drops in at the Waking Sands. She suspects Urianger really may not be okay after everything that happened, and she won't push him to talk about it, but she checks in, sometimes bringing a gift of a book of Far Eastern poetry or a tea for them to share before she departs again.

If anything romantic happens between them it'll be a long slow burn, but we'll see where they go from here. :)

Bhratbylda. In Ariane's Adventurer!verse (where she's not the Warrior of Light but just another adventurer) she's in a relationship with a Roegadyn Sea Wolf named Bhratbylda Askbaensyn (Mr. Apocalypse's character). Bhratbylda is a man of few words and a big axe, who left behind a life at sea for adventuring after mutinying and killing his cruel bastard of a captain--his own father, Askbaen. Ariane met him in Sastasha, where she (who had never seen the sea before arriving in Limsa) was utterly dazzled, while Bhratbylda was nonplussed, and amused by her reactions. They grew friendly, and found that they made a great healer/tank team.

#ariane clairière #ariane ships #ariane x minfilia #ariane x hildibrand #ariane x haurchefant #ariane x aymeric #ariane x urianger #ariane x bhratbylda #ffxiv headcanons #ffxiv wol #the stars are blind my love

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roman-catholic-mass-readings · 1 year ago

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24th October >> Mass Readings (USA)

Tuesday, Twenty Ninth Wee in Ordinary Time

Saint Antony Mary Claret, Bishop.

(Liturgical Colour: Green: A (1))

First Reading Romans 5:12, 15b, 17-19, 20b-21 If by the transgressions of one person death came to reign, how much more will those who receive grace come to reign in life.

Brothers and sisters: Through one man sin entered the world, and through sin, death, and thus death came to all men, inasmuch as all sinned.

If by that one person’s transgression the many died, how much more did the grace of God and the gracious gift of the one man Jesus Christ overflow for the many. For if, by the transgression of the one, death came to reign through that one, how much more will those who receive the abundance of grace and the gift of justification come to reign in life through the one Jesus Christ. In conclusion, just as through one transgression condemnation came upon all, so, through one righteous act acquittal and life came to all. For just as through the disobedience of one man the many were made sinners, so, through the obedience of the one the many will be made righteous. Where sin increased, grace overflowed all the more, so that, as sin reigned in death, grace also might reign through justification for eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 40:7-8a, 8b-9, 10, 17

R/ Here I am, Lord; I come to do your will.

Sacrifice or oblation you wished not, but ears open to obedience you gave me. Burnt offerings or sin-offerings you sought not; then said I, “Behold I come.”

R/ Here I am, Lord; I come to do your will.

“In the written scroll it is prescribed for me, To do your will, O my God, is my delight, and your law is within my heart!”

R/ Here I am, Lord; I come to do your will.

I announced your justice in the vast assembly; I did not restrain my lips, as you, O LORD, know.

R/ Here I am, Lord; I come to do your will.

May all who seek you exult and be glad in you, And may those who love your salvation say ever, “The LORD be glorified.”

R/ Here I am, Lord; I come to do your will.

Gospel Acclamation Luke 21:36

Alleluia, alleluia. Be vigilant at all times and pray that you may have the strength to stand before the Son of Man. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Luke 12:35-38 Blessed are those servants whom the master finds vigilant on his arrival.

Jesus said to his disciples: “Gird your loins and light your lamps and be like servants who await their master’s return from a wedding, ready to open immediately when he comes and knocks. Blessed are those servants whom the master finds vigilant on his arrival. Amen, I say to you, he will gird himself, have them recline at table, and proceed to wait on them. And should he come in the second or third watch and find them prepared in this way, blessed are those servants.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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Saint Antony Mary Claret, Bishop

(Liturgical Colour: White: A (1))

(Readings for the memorial)

(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Tuesday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

First Reading Isaiah 52:7-10 All the ends of the earth will behold the salvation of our God.

How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him who brings glad tidings, Announcing peace, bearing good news, announcing salvation, and saying to Zion, “Your God is King!” Hark! Your sentinels raise a cry, together they shout for joy, For they see directly, before their eyes, the LORD restoring Zion. Break out together in song, O ruins of Jerusalem! For the LORD comforts his people, he redeems Jerusalem. The LORD has bared his holy arm in the sight of all the nations; All the ends of the earth will behold the salvation of our God.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 96:1-2a, 2b-3, 7-8, 10