#vel 17

[vel17]

[maxormillie]

WIP I drew Vel topping so now I'm doing the exact opposite cuz they all deserve some variety. She's having a great time, don't worry, you'll see

[breserker]

i dont think i shared more than half of these. drawn around the holidays. important but minor (ish?????) characters.

[litteraturhistorikeren]

Fyren med smilehuller og jeg er allerede rendt ind i en væg, og det føles alt for tidligt at skulle overveje fremtidsdrømme og eventuelle problemer, der kan opstå i fremtiden. Kommunikation er vigtigt, og jo, det kan da på visse måder være kompliceret at date som voksen, men burde det være så kompliceret allerede?

Samtidig er det jo nogle ret relevante ting, der er værd at overveje, før man springer i med begge ben og forelsker sig. Så er skaden jo sket. Hellere finde ud af, om vi passer sammen, før der er knuste hjertestykker på bordet.

Han vil ikke have børn eller giftes. Dét er nogle store livsvalg at gå på kompromis med. Det kan jeg ikke gå på kompromis med.

Han vil ikke bo hverken i by eller forstad, han vil gerne bo på landet, fordi han nemt bliver overstimuleret. Jeg har ikke kørekort, og jeg elsker at være tæt på byen. På sigt kunne det også skabe problemer/konflikter.

Vi er meget forskellige. Han er så sød. Jeg har ikke haft det sådan her med nogen i evigheder. Men jeg er for gammel til at smide al logik og praktisk tankegang ud ad vinduet. Jeg nægter at forelske mig i nogen, jeg ikke kan se en fremtid med

[larsbrstuen]

[viharker]

Echoes a multichap fix-it fic by @viharker

“What happens next?” she asks after a while, after she’s convinced herself that she won’t burst into tears. He squeezes her hand; her stomach drops. “I wish I knew.” - They could have died. They should have died. But Jyn and Cassian survive the Battle of Scarif, only to find that the lives that await them on the other side are far more complicated than they anticipated.

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: F/M Fandoms: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Star Wars - All Media Types, Andor (TV) Relationship: Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso Characters: Jyn Erso, Leia Organa, Vel Sartha, Cassian Andor, Bix Caleen

Language: English Published: 2025-05-17 Updated: 2025-05-17 Words: 1,069 Chapters: 1/11

[sweetcream-coldfoam]

FIC RECS. (STAR WARS)

[updated 2/16/2025] posting this list now so it'll stop sitting idly in my drive. please read all warnings on individual fics. you are responsible for the content you consume!

✦ for NSFW/18+

THE BAD BATCH.

✧ touch starved by @nahoney22 [ tbb x reader ]

✧ two faces by @stellarbit [ tbb x f!reader ]

✧ flower sniping by @jedi-hawkins [ crosshair x f!reader ]

✦ sharp edges by @spicy-clones / @lightwise [ crosshair x f!reader ]

✧ don't call me flower by @dragonrider9905 [ tech x reader ]

✧ dork love by @starqueensthings [ tech x gn!reader ]

✧ tech & vel by @freesia-writes [ tech x oc ]

✦ just friends, right? by @nahoney22 [ tech x f!reader ]

✧ sweet thing by @starrylothcat [ wrecker x f!reader]

✦ stars beyond number by @dystopicjumpsuit [ gregor x oc ]

THE CLONE WARS.

✧ ad'ika by @toska-writes [ platonic fives x padawan!reader ]

✦ i yearn and so i fear by @enigmaticexplorer [ wolffe x oc ]

✦ soulmate series by @mandos-mind-trick [ various ]

✦ the popsicle by @rinwritesfics [ fives x reader ]

by @dystopicjumpsuit:

✦ martyrs and kings [ post-stasis kix x oc ]

✦ double, double, boil and trouble [ boil x reader ]

✦ the sixth language [ waxer x reader ]

by @wanderinginksplot-writes:

�� warriors in red armor [ corrie guard x ocs ]

✧ now boarding [ 501st x f!readers ]

✧ kix + competence

✧ hardcase + “is that seriously your password?”

✧ rex + “is that how you flirt with everyone?”

OTHER CLONES.

✧ gar cabur by wanderinginksplot [ alpha-17 x f!reader ]

✧ the delta's jedi by @vodika-vibes [ fixer x jedi!reader ]

AUTHORS & TBR LIST.

[ masterlists to binge & fics i want to read when i get back into the fandom ]

@dystopicjumpsuit @wanderinginksplot-writes @freesia-writes / @spicy-clones @nahoney22 @starrylothcat @toska-writes @vodika-vibes

✧ hunter and the librarian by @clonethirstingisreal [ hunter x oc ]

✧ beyond the shadow of a doubt by @freesia-writes [ hunter x oc ]

thanks for stopping by! ❤︎ please let me know if anyone would like their fic removed from this list!

(this list has legit been sitting for months, and i figured it would have way more use posted here than it would somewhere forgotten on my laptop—even if it’s just for me!)

[labyrinthofsphinx]

Masterpost for Murder Husbands Partners AU Comics

Just a side note: these are in narrative order, as in the order you read them, not timeline order. There's quite a few flashbacks here and there, in between the present storyline! Warning: Comics are 18+ in general, as things can get spooky and murdery at any time. Similar warnings as Hazbin Hotel proper. Also, I apologize about the early art X)

Murder Husbands Partners->Murder Husbands Partners cont.

Kitchen Nightmares

Interrogation: Part I, Part II

Shaping up and Shipping Out: Part I, Part II, Part III

Cats, Dogs, and Wild Things: Part I, Part II, Part III

Something Wicked This Way Comes: Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V

(Never) Let Me Go: Part I and Part II

Homecoming: Part I , Part II , Part III, Epilogue

And some shenanigans and lore bits from asks in no particular order: Val and Vox , Vox and Vel, The Perfect Date, Now In Color, Movie Time, Vox's non-coping strategies , Just keep smiling, Aunt Edith (1, 2), Drunk Alastor (1, 2, 3, 4), Drunk Vox (1), Drunk Vox and Al (1), Tickle Time, Mimzy, Tacitus (1, 2), Bodies, Vox's nightmares, Al's nightmares, Drift's nightmares(?), Al's favorite flavor (1, 2, 3, 4), Kids Again, At-Home Care, Al's birthday surprise, Vox's Christmas Party, Fireflies, The Cult of Vox, The Bird, Don't Touch My Things (1, 2, 3, 4, 5), Don't Mention that (1, 2) 'Safe'

Season specials: The Halloween special (1, 2), The Christmas special (1,2)

Non-canon shenanigans: AU meets Canon (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 (happy new years!), 13, 14, 15, 16, 17 (Happy Birthday, Angel!)

The most comprehensive and hilarious catalogue of all the comics and asks by @ruleroftheimps ->Here!

[reticent-writer]

heyyy PLEASE I NEEDD Vox x teen! Reader. Where she’s like the Vee’s assistant, or Vox’s assistant or something like that and she sees Vox as a father figure? Tyy

I like this alot

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the most chaotic job in all of hell, like there is never a peaceful moment in the Vees tower. Someone is always yelling, something is always being broken, and you are in the middle of it. The peacemaker.

Your soul belongs to Vox but you assist all of the Vees. Your like 17/18. You were a hacker before you died, you hacked into the governments software and was killed for it.

You did the same thing to Vox but he didn't get mad instead he offered a secure home/job for your soul. (Seeing that everyone is dead that sounds silly but you shook his hand anyway)

If Vox isn't around to calm down Val and Velvette you're the next best thing. Valentino can talk your ears off as much as he wants and Velvette can use you as a model

In hell you can travel through electronics like Vox

Most of your time is spent with Velvette and Vox, mainly Vox. Vox has you do a lot of work that he trusts no one else with like going to the overlord meetings when no one else wants to

You are genuinely nice, like the other overlords wonder why you're working with the Vees

Your room doesn't have a door, so to get to your room you have to go through electronics to a backroom type of place. It's still in the Vees tower but no one but you or Vox and get to it.

Vox made it like this so if you wanted to be unbothered no one could even knock on your door.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚-Vox-˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

"Y/n are you awake."

You heard Vox from inside your room. You zapped you phone knowing that Vox you feel it. Basically saying you were getting up.

It took you 15 minutes to get ready before you teleported to the monitor room to find Vox watching random sinners on his big screen.

"I'm up, sir."

He dramatically spun his chair to face you.

"I hope it's been a hellish morning so far, what's on today's schedule."

You pulled out your phone and started to read off it, "the day doesn't start until 1 which is when the early talk show starts ot lasts until 3, at 5-7 is a game show, Velvette s show starts at 7, Valentino's live streaming a BDSM thing at 8, late night talk show at 10."

You looked at the time it was 8 am.

"Well since I'm free why don't we work on your mega computer." He offered. He likes how your face lit up and without wasting a second you dragged him to one of the quietest rooms in the building. In it was a desktop with a few wires connected to it.

Your mega computer was a project you started after you sold your soul. You hope it can connect to heaven one day and who is Vox to stop you.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚-Velvette-˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

You were in Fox's monitor room untangling cords.

"Y/N COME HERE." Velvette yelled at you through her phone.

You sighed as you stopped what you were doing and turn went through one of the many TVs.

"Yes, Vel." You smiled, clearly Vox was rubbing off on you.

"Something is missing with this outfit, tell me what it is." She pointed you in the direction of a mannequin with a outfit in your preferred style.

"(￣ヘ￣）ᵁᴹᴹ a (whatever you want)."

She hummed and with a snap of her fingers it appeared.

"Better right?"

"Yes."

"Good it's yours, take it" she snapped again and the outfit was in your hands, "no go put it on, I wanna see it."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me, put it on."

-It looked amazing-

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚-Valentino-˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

"Vox said your not aloud in the studio so the least your could do is read the script." He said as he handed you a think packed.

"Jailbird gets hard time" you read loud in disgust, "do you really think I should be reading this?"

He scoffed, "oh please it's not like I can't see your browser history. A03, wattpad, Quotev, fanfiction.net the list goes on."

You stared at him in disbelief.

"What... Aww is someone embarrassed." He squished your cheeks. Your face was beat red.

"Aw, Chiquita, I don't judge. You should see the more kinky scrips."

"Oh no thanks. I think I hear Vox calling me. Bye." You reached his pocket for his phone and with a poor you were gone.

After that you made it so no one could see any of your activity.

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A/n: I don't like Valentino. I love his voice tho

[vel17]

[elwenyere]

for the fix writer meme

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Thank you very much for the ask, friend!!! Questions are from this post.

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

This is so so so self-indulgent, but I occasionally have this vision of an Andor grad-school AU in which they're trying to unionize the T.A.s. Nemik is a bright-eyed philosophy Ph.D. student who just became a candidate; Vel is on her fellowship year in English, writing about queer fin de siècle Gothic and stressing out her girlfriend (Cinta, who's in the nurse's union and hangs with Teamster rep Brasso at the climbing/bouldering gym); Melshi is like, an incredibly exhausted seventh-year in history whose dissertation on the Chartist movement has gotten too theoretical and post-structural for his advisor (an old-school empiricist named Kino) and is never going to pass committee; and Cassian is actually a line cook at the best diner in town, but he ducked into a public lecture (by distinguished political scientist Luthen) one day to avoid his boss, and he asked a question so sharp and surprising he got taken for junior faculty: a mistaken assumption Cassian hasn't corrected at any of the dive-bar union-campaign meet-ups he's attended.

[breserker]

crappy video rental night with the high school besties. from book 2 of jackrabbit brujo (being written)

left to right: sebbie, vel, dominic. vel is not usually the one to question the science facts (thats dom) but i cant get a certain theme song out of my head so anyway

[ofwings]

How old is Kleya meant to be? It's not listed on Wookieepedia.

like the majority of the andor-only characters, she doesn't have a canon age. gilroy implied in an interview that she's supposed to be 23 at the end of s2 (6 years old in the s2e10 flashbacks + 17 years spent with luthen), which feels WILDLY off to me. i've been reading her as ~12/13 when luthen finds her, which makes her 29/30 at the end of the show. i think (?) this roughly matches up with the cast ages as well, both the kleya actresses and the other supporting characters/cast (luthen in his early 70s, mon 48, vel in her mid to late 30s, cassian is 33 and i'm pretty sure cinta is around here too, kleya a bit younger at ~30, wil/dreena early 20s).

i think the reason people can't get a read on how old kleya is supposed to be is in part because a) elizabeth dulau is extremely baby faced in some of her s1 scenes so she comes off very young, and b) because no one knew how to interpret kleya's dynamic with luthen at first and some assumed her to be older to compensate for the standing luthen gives her. but there's no way that's a 23 year old lol.

[simplydannie]

Inspired by and written for @gabykatttt

Velvet and Veneer are finally released from prison.

Unfortunately, Rageous is done with them. The twins are banished leaving them to the outside world for the first time in their life.

But the anger in Velvet causes a rift, leaving the twins to separate from each other… for the first time in their life.

For their crimes in Mount Rageous, they served their time in the upper city, under their rules and regulations. The under city didn’t want them. After what they did, nearly exposing the black market that drove the income for the under city, no, Under Rageous would have nothing to do with them. They were doing them favor…. People in the under city would definitely kill them.

They were 17 when they went in. Now they were 20. Could they have served more time? Yes, but why waste the resources? Rageous decided to banish them instead. They were left at the gates of Mount Rageous, near the highway that lead out into the rest of the world. There they stood, nothing but the clothes on their backs and duffle bag in hand.

The glitz and glamour gone, faded away, Velvet and Veneer stood there as they were…their true selves. Velvet in her black skin tight mini dress, combat boots, and red hoodie. Veneer wore a similar attire, except for black skinny jeans and his signature purple beanie… a long with a smile on his face. Velvet stared at the bright lights of Mount Rageous shining through the clouds, she peeked over the highway glancing out the dark, gloom below, artificial light barely shining through: Under Rageous. She balled her fists, spitting at the city below, then threw a finger to the clouds in front of her.

“Screw you Rageous!” She screamed into the air. “I don’t need you!” Grabbing her duffle bag she marched off farther along the highway. Veneer took a moment. He stared back out Rageous…it was the only home he’d had, he’d known. But no, that wasn’t true…. His home would be wherever Velvet was, that’s all that mattered. Grabbing his duffle bag, he ran after his sister.

“Vels! Wait up!” He called out after her.

Velvet heard his annoying voice. She ignored him and kept walking. For the years they were sentenced in the Mount Rageous Detention Center, she avoided him, ignored him. He tried to reach out to her, but she refused any antic. Her legs kept moving her down the highway on the clouds, the quietness and peace of everything just allowed her thoughts to multiply.

“Vels! Why do you walk so fast-whoa!” Veneer glanced up. The further they got away from Rageous, the clearer the sky became. Veneer saw what the actual sky looked like for the first time… it wasn’t dull, but rather a beautiful dark blue. Why was it sparkly? Were those diamonds? No, he read about them before… they were called stars. As far as Veneer knew, they were the first Rageouns to set foot outside in a long time. When he came back to his senses he saw Velvet drifted farther and farther. Picking up his pace, he ran after his sister.

Velvet neared the end of the highway, the smells of the outside world were hitting her. She continued to walk with no sense of direction as she hugged herself. Velvet could hear footsteps approaching from behind.

“Vels… can you….just…. Slow down…. For a bit….” Veneer caught his breath. She rolled her eyes. Glancing back, Rageous was not just a speck…had they really walked that far. Velvet turned to face the direction ahead of her…. It separated into two roads.

“Whoa.” Veneer stated as he waked up to the tree that was at the center. It big and beautiful, leaves stemming out from the branches. It was alive, unlike the dead woods in Under Rageous. “Velvet! Look! Leaves! And…” He touched them. “They’re real! Not like the fake crap back in Rageous.”

Velvet furrowed her brow. He was to happy for his own good, and this frustrated her. How could he be so happy? They had everything, and now they have nothing. What the hell was wrong with him? He touched the giant roots stemming out of the ground, acting like it was a big joke.

“Are you kidding me right now?” She finally broke her silence after all these years. Finally, she dare speak a word to him. “Are you freaking kidding me right now?”

“What?” He gaped at her clueless. Did she not see that they were actually surrounding by living trees? That the sky was in fact out there. What was her deal?

“We’re banished from Rageous Veneer! Doesn’t that bother you one bit?” She tossed her duffle bag to the ground out of anger.

“Honestly… no not really.” He shrugged.

“Oh my gosh! And you act as of nothing still! Don’t you remember what happened those years ago! At the Rage Dome? Or are you like seriously pretending nothing ever did happen!?”

“Seriously Vels? I remember what happened clearly. I remember us nearly killing Floyd just because we wanted to be famous.” He aired quoted.

“We were famous Ven!” She screamed, her voice echoing through the wide empty world.

“Were we really?” Veneer couldn’t believe it…all these years, his sister still thought about the fame… she still longed for it. “Velvet, it was all a lie. None of it was really real because we weren’t really real. I’ll admit, it felt good for a little while…but we were living a lie. I’m happier now Vels.”

“AARRGGG!” She through her hands up in the air in frustration. “You’re such an idiot Veneer! The only reason you ever made it this far was because of me! ME! Maybe I should’ve taken that gig up on my own and left YOU to rot in Under Rageous. I still would’ve been up on top, not out here in this godforsaken place stuck with the worst, most idiotic person ever! Not to mention ungrateful. Everything I did for you Veneer! And you throw that under the bus for some stupid Troll. I wish you were never born, I wish that stupid sickness would’ve just you; save me the trouble! I HATE YOU VENEER!”

Veneer silently held back tears as her words stung his heart. “…You don’t mean that..” He said almost silently.

“I mean EVERY. SINGLE. WORD!” There was a glint of discuss and hatred in her eyes that her brother had never seen, expecially towards him. “You know what I should’ve done.” She walked straight up to him. Out of fear he backed away, stumbing and falling on top of a root of the tree that stuck out….Her shadow casing over him….

“I should’ve taken that solo gig. That’s right, they offered me a solo career. They saw potential in me. They saw how I had everyone eating out of my hands. But you know what I said…She shoved him, causing him to fall off the root and onto the ground. “I said no! I said no because of you! You stupid, stupid, idiot! I said no because I was thinking of you! And this is how you repay me!”

Veneer clenched his hands into fist as he stood up to face her…She was still taller than him…and she always would be.

“I was thinking of you to Velvet! You were going crazy! You didn’t see what I saw that day at the Rage Dome! It’s like I wasn’t even looking at my sister! I was staring at some evil, greedy monster. A shell of what you were! You were going crazy, something about that Trolls essence was making you loose your mind Vels! I couldn’t risk it. I was afraid of loosing you!” he finally confessed. All these years…he shouldve told her why he did what he did. Yes, it was because of nearly killing Floyd, but it was also the fact that he saw a madness in Velvet that day, a madness that truly put fear in his heart. But judging by the look she was giving him…she didn’t believe him, she didn’t believe him, or she didn’t care.

“Didn’t want to loose me huh?” She walked back and picked up her duffle bag. “You did the moment you opened your stupid big mouth.” She began walking down the left road. Veneer quickly went over to pick up his bag and began to follow her. Velvet turned around and violently pushed him to the ground again. “DONT YOU DARE FOLLOW ME! WE’RE DONE VENEER! GROW UP AND GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! I NEVER. EVER. EVER. EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!” She screamed, her breathing heavy out of anger.

“Vels…You…You don’t mean that…”He said softly again, tears coming to his eyes.

“GO AWAY! GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I SERIOUSLY HURT YOU! JUST LIKE YOU’VE HURT ME! YOU’RE DEAD TO ME VENEER!” She kicked dirt in his face before walking away from him.

“Vels.” He called out as he still sat on the ground. “VELS!” He screamed. He scrambled to his feet trying to pick up his bag. Veneer was distraught, hurt, lost, he stubbled step after step, continueing to fall down to the ground, tears stining his eyes. “VELS!” Her figure grow smaller and smaller the farther she walked, the farther she got away from him. His vision blurred as tears began running down his eyes.

His heart began racing as the loneliness set in….his anixety taking control of his body as his breathing heavied and his heart pace quickened. He scrambled back near the roots of the tree and hugged his knees. If he got up now, he could still catch up to her… he could still fix…but he felt that no matter what, Velvet was done with him, seriously done. Three years ago at the Rage Dome, he didn’t want to loose….but he did, he lost her…she hated him.

Burying his face into his knees he began to cry; they echoed into the cold night. Slowly he began to accept that he was truly alone now, that Velvet was done with him. Where could he go? He was banished from Rageous, Velvet would continue to turn him away or abadon him somewhere worse…Perhaps he should continue walking until…

“Oh!” He lifted his tear stricken face away from his knees. He grabbed his duffle bag and began digging around for them….the letters he would write to Floyd. Veneer had placed them into a box he made while at the Detention Center. They were denied visitors, but the little Troll continued to write to Veneer in those three years of isolation…Velvet would never respond to her letters. He shuffled and went through every single one, until he came upon the letter he was looking for:

Veneer,

So glad to hear you guys will be getting out soon! Since you’re free now, how about a visit to Pop Troll Village? Poppy and the rest agreed that a visit would be okay, even healing for all of us. Write to me as soon as you guys plan to head over so we can have things prepared! Don’t know where to go? Don’t worry, I attached a map I made during my travels. I really hope to see you guys again one day. I wonder how much you’ve matured, it’s been what, three years?

Hope to hear from you soon buddy,

Floyd.

Veneer turned over the letter to find the map that connected Ragous to the location of Pop Troll Village. He swallowed the lump in his throat. He didn’t know what to expect out there. This world was completely new to him. Unlike that “nature” in Rageous, it was alive. Perhaps though, unlinet the Rageous Woods, it wasn’t as dangerous? He only hoped, and there was only one way for him to find out. Veneer stood up, swung his duffle bag over his shoulder, and began walking oppostite from the road Velvet walked down. He was half way down when he suddenly stopped. Veneer turned to the direction his sister walked off too, tears slwoly coming back.

“Good-bye, Vels….Good luck….Love you sis.” He murmured wiping his tears away….He made his treck towards Pop Troll Village.

…to be continued (?)

[elegantshapeshifter]

Steven Dillon's conversion to Christianity: what does it mean to Hellenism and Pagan Community?

Steven Dillon, the author of "The Case for Polytheism" and "Pagan Portals - Polytheism: A Platonic Approach", recently returned to Christianity.

This event made me think a lot. I think this event can teach us that the more you are concerned with "the One" and you think it can respond, the more likely you will go towards monotheism.

The point is that "the One" is us, and is "a thing", not "somebody".

The One is not a person. This is the reason why we worship the Gods, they are persons.

The One, the All, is so big that the idea that it can listen is nonsense.

Monotheism emerges when you think the entire universe can listen to you. Polytheism is the humbleness to understand that only certain parts of the Universe can listen to you.

And when you think you are talking to the One you are always actually talking to a part of it.

This is the reason why Christ, Yahweh, Allah, etc. are parts of the One and not the One.

Even attempts to interact with the entirety of the One are just interactions with parts of the One, ie one of the many Gods.

This is confirmed by Aleister Crowley's experience, we can read from the Liber Astarte Vel Berylli that he considered Allah, Christ and Yahweh as Parts or Aspects of the One, exactly as other Polytheistic Deities, and not as the All/the One in its entirety:

"Let the devotee consider well that […] Christ and Osiris be one […]".

"As for Deities with whose nature no Image is compatible, let them be worshipped in an empty shrine. Such are Brahma, and Allah. Also some postcaptivity conceptions of Jehovah".

"[…] the particular Deity be himself savage and relentless; as Jehovah or Kali."

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Moreover, Dillon was (is?) Platonic, and the problem is even worse, because sadly the reaction to the problem of evil is very similar between Platonism and Christianity.

However, the Stoic (and maybe the Hindu and Buddhist) worldview completely destroys the problem of evil, because if the Divine is good and we simply don't perceive the goodness and that is what evil is, ie ignorance or misperception, then the problem of evil is solved.

If we, instead, perceive the evil as something real and the Gods as totally good not evil, the problem of evil remains.

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Finally, a Pagan that comes back to Christianity usually doesn't know history very well, and is unaware of Natib Qadish, ie Modern Canaanite Religion or Neopaganism.

If you listen to Natib Qadish (ie Canaanite and Israelite Polytheistic Neopaganism) and Wathanism (Arabian pre-Islamic Polytheistic Neopaganism) practitioners' voices, you cannot come back to Christianity.

In fact, Christianity doesn't make any sense: Yahweh is a Storm God that comes from Edom to Israel through the Kenites or Shasu, which were nomads. His name meant "to blow", and so he was a variation of Baal Hadad.

In the origin, El was the father of Baal/Yahweh, and his sister was Anat and his mother Asherah. Later, El ie the Sky God and Yahweh ie the Storm God, merged and so Yahweh was seen as the husband of the Goddess Asherah.

In fact in Kuntillet Arjud it's possible to see blessings by "Yahweh and his Asherah". Moreover, even the Bible (read The Book of Judges) witness that people worshipped Asherah/Astarte and Baal together with YHWH.

In Elephantine in Egypt there was a Jewish temple for Yahu-Anat, ie both Anat and YHWH.

So how can Jesus be the son of the only God Yahweh if Yahweh was never a monotheistic God before the Josiah's reform that made Judaism monotheistic?

If Judaism is originally polytheistic then Christianity makes no sense.

By reading the "Cycle of Baal" we'll discover the origin of the Biblical Deity (or Deities?).

I end my dissertation with some interesting quotes from the Bible:

Jeremiah 7:

"17 Do you not see what they are doing in the towns of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem? 18 The children gather wood, the fathers light the fire, and the women knead the dough and make cakes to offer to the Queen of Heaven."

Jeremiah 44:

"17 We will certainly do everything we said we would: We will burn incense to the Queen of Heaven and will pour out drink offerings to her just as we and our ancestors, our kings and our officials did in the towns of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem. At that time we had plenty of food and were well off and suffered no harm. 18 But ever since we stopped burning incense to the Queen of Heaven and pouring out drink offerings to her, we have had nothing and have been perishing by sword and famine.”

"19 The women added, “When we burned incense to the Queen of Heaven and poured out drink offerings to her, did not our husbands know that we were making cakes impressed with her image and pouring out drink offerings to her?”"

"25 This is what the Lord Almighty, the God of Israel, says: You and your wives have done what you said you would do when you promised, ‘We will certainly carry out the vows we made to burn incense and pour out drink offerings to the Queen of Heaven.’"

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Fic: Permission to be Needy

Fandom: Andor

Pairing: Vel Sartha/Kleya Marki

Rating: M

Status: In Progress (14/17)

Summary: After everything is ripped away from her, Kleya struggles to find purpose in the endless void of nothingness her life has become. Empathising with Kleya's grief, Vel takes her in and cares for her in her vulnerable state, but soon finds Kleya's need for closeness and comfort growing more intense than either of them anticipated.

Author's Note: So, how are you all coping with the end of Andor? I'm being extremely mentally ill about it. The story is nearly finished, I just figured I'd crosspost it to Tumblr now because I really, really, really have to divert from my hyperfixation for a few days to catch up on all the work I've been supposed to be doing on my thesis.

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