#blood will spill and rain upon the earth; your reign is over and i’ll wear your crown’
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clari clari clari can you give me some music recommendations?!
anon anon anon bb i can try!!! ehehe <33
okay okay so idk if you’re looking for like, artists in general, albums, or individual songs SO i’m doing all three!!!
chase atlantic (TW for drugs + depression/mental illness, suicidal themes)
aaaah i am literally in love with everything they release, but their new album JUST dropped (called beauty in death)!!
my favourite songs off of it are:
paranoid, pleasexanny, aleyuh, call me back, i think i’m lost again, and wasted <3
but yeah i literally love all of their work so much, esp their self-titled album!!
lil peep (TW for drugs + depression/mental illness, suicidal themes)
u had to know this one was coming. i am head over heels in love with his work and i will forever be upset that we lost him so, so early.
my favourite albums are:
come over when you’re sober pt 1 and crybaby <3
lana del rey
everything. just everything. in love with her entire vibe my GOD i love it sm.
my absolute favourite songs are (prepare yourself):
love, music to watch boys to, high by the beach, freak (AAAAAAAH), salvatore, money power glory, ultraviolence, west coast, old money, blue jeans, off to the races, video games, dark paradise, and lolita.
then from her ‘unreleased’ songs:
queen of disaster, mermaid motel, be my daddy (DUH LMAO), caught you boy (i want you boy), you can be the boss, driving in cars with boys, meet me in the pale moonlight
the neighbourhood
again, everything. oh my god also also also jesse rutherford’s solo album (called ‘&’)!!!
oooh i’ll give u my favourite songs off of &:
bloom later, born to be blonde, barbie & ken, drama, and pretty illusion <3
ariana grade
aaaaah truly i love her a LOT. i really really really love the albums sweetener and thank u, next, but i’m kind of in love with all of her work minus her first album!! positions is a lot of fun!!
my favourite songs off of that album in particular are:
just like magic, love language, 34+35, motive, and worst behaviour (on the deluxe ver!)
post malone (TW for drugs)
eeeeee tbh i love most of his stuff too, but my favourite albums are beerbongs & bentleys and hollywood’s bleeding
and then individual songs i’ve been listening to a lot lately are:
dead inside by younger hunger (annie sent me this)
love taste by moe shop etc. (annie sent me this as well; both of these are on my dari playlist ehehehehe <333)
overdose by kaiba + kamaara
white tee + e-girls are ruining my life! by corpse (ugh <333)
sick thoughts by lewis blissett
personal by the vamps (thank u anon who suggested this!!!!!!)
n i also rly like ghostemane, city morgue and $uicideboy$ but like they can get kinda screamy.
speaking of kinda screamy, my favourite metal bands are:
avenged sevenfold (nearly got a deathbat tattooed on my hip when i was 18 NO JOKE): fav albums = waking the fallen, self-titled and nightmare
slipknot: fav albums = iowa, vol 3: the subliminal verses and all hope is gone
asking alexandria (TW for drugs): fav albums = reckless and relentless and from death to destiny (tbh stay away from anything after FDTD, ben + danny had a falling out and are now bffs again but their work just ISNT the same anymore :(((( i’ll forever be upset about this)
#waaaaah QUITE A BIT OF VARIETY THERE HAHAHA but yeah!!!! sorry it’s such a long post!!! but that’s what i listen to the most <3#hahahahah from the age of 14 to 20 i EXCLUSIVELY listened to metal#i was so fucking annoying like aaaah tbh i was a bit of a metal elitist#all types of metal tho because ‘metal’ is such a broad genre#oh god hahahaha my twitter bio in hs was lyrics from morte et dabo#(an asking alexandria song supposed to written from the pov of lucifer and his journey falling from heaven + after)#so **HUGE TW FOR SACRILEGE**!!!!!!!!!!!!!#seriously if anyone decides to look this song up please please BE SAFE and be warned it really is RUTHLESS#but i always thought the idea was so so so interesting#my absolute favourite part purely for the emotion in danny’s screams is the whole:#‘bitch i’ll fucking find you i’ll tear your eyes right out of your self-righteous face;#lord i’ll fucking find you i’ll tear your tongue out of your rancid fucking mouth’#tbh i think that WHOLE verse is incredible with danny’s low + high screams mixed with the breakdown and the drums it’s so CHAOTIC n hateful#esp the ‘heaven will burn to the fucking ground; your world will crumble and fall from the skies;#blood will spill and rain upon the earth; your reign is over and i’ll wear your crown’#i still know every single lyric to every AA song up until FDTD tho :(((#OH OH OH U WANNA KNOW A SONG THAT IM SURE INFLUENCED MY SMUT WRITING LMAO????????? NOT THE AMERICAN AVERAGE#your thighs were made for cheeks to graze <3333#i was WAY too young to be listening to that song jesus fuckin christ but uh it was definitely one of my favourite asking songs 🙊🙊🙊#OMFG I EVEN HAD ONE OF THOSE ‘YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE’ SHIRTS LMAOOOOOOOOO HOLY FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THAT#god that song <3333333333333#that’s it that’s it i’m writing a dabi oneshot based off of not the american average i don’t even care#it’s v touya-nii actually#HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM#anyway anon ily and i hope you’re having a wonderful saturday!!! <33 please stay safe okay??#sweet anon 🥺#clari gets mail#anon: rec me some music clari: ok here’s a bunch n also lemme jus rant for my love for asking alexandria in the tags :)#LMAO i’m so sorry anon!!! but hopefully at least some of those help!!!! (not the AA tags hehehe the recs) <33#OH OH RIGHT dari = dabi + clari
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I'll never bow to he who claims to be divine;
I'll tear down your gates with bare fucking hands;
And burn the world that you rule over,
No matter how convinced you are you're not a god of mine;
You're not a fucking god of mine.
I never believed in you,
From what I see it was justified;
I never believed in you, in you.
This power over the masses is a gift you don't deserve;
When your blood spills, I'll drink from your skull;
You can run but you can't hide.
Bitch, I'll fucking find you!
I'll tear your eyes right out of your self-righteous face.
Lord, I'll fucking find you!
I'll tear your tongue out of your rancid fucking mouth.
Heaven will, burn to the fucking ground;
Your world will crumble, and fall from the skies;
Blood will spill, and rain upon the earth;
Your reign is over, and I'll wear your crown.
This is your demise;
I know you feel it in your chest.
This is your demise;
It's getting closer.
This is your demise;
I'm creeping from the depths of hell.
This is your demise;
I know where you sleep.Walk away to end the world,
With false hope in a false god
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(same guy that asked you a question about the champions “capacity to hurt” that you got confused on) I hope I’m not being a nuisance to you, but in all honesty I think what I’ve been asking this entire time is just for a fic of mipha absolutly destroying a horde of monsters after link gets hurt whilst helping fight them off. basically I see her as the type of person who would protecc her hubby to the ends of the earth from any danger and would go into a blindless rage if she sees anyone intentionally do link physical harm. Then after it’s all done, she’s back to normal. And when I mean blindless rage I mean so mad that it looks like she wants to slice up what ever hurt him into 1000 little peices in the most agonizing way and then throw it’s remains to the stratosphere, but she can focus that rage into improving her trident skills on the battle feild making her even more deadly for what ever the hell just hurt link. Anyways thanks for all the great Fics and keep up the good work, hope your having a good day and thank you!
Ah okay, okay! I see what you mean! You essentially want super protective Mipha who wants to total some bitches. I got you, anon, sorry you had to wait so long for this!
“Sister! Someone’s waiting outside for you!”
Mipha was busy cleaning up her trident, when Sidon poked his head into her room. Who could be demanding her attention? She wasn’t expecting anyone. She walked outside, and nearly melted into a puddle. Link was right there, on horseback. Dressed to the nines in his royal guard armor, and even his horse was decked out in shiny royal knight armor. Knockout WAS one of his more prettier horses, and with his coat all shiny, he was a sight to see. Mipha chuckled into her hand, blushing brighter than a rose.
“Oh, Link, you silly boy. Bringing Knockout all the way here just to show off.”
Knockout pawed at the floor, huffing. Right, Knockout was easily one of his more prideful steeds. She chuckled, taking a moment to pet his snout. She was well accustomed to every one of his steeds, and they adored her tender heart.
“So, what brings you all the way here?”
Link leaned down a bit to give her his hand. She pieced it together, and found herself swooning.
“I’ve...never ridden a horse before. Are you sure?”
Link nodded. She didn’t hesitate to reach for his hand, letting herself be hoisted up, and right onto his saddle. Sidon waved at his sister, clearly happy for her.
“I’ll be sure to tell father where you went! Have fun you two!”
Link nodded at him, signaling Knockout to go for a steady trot. Mipha wrapped her arms around his front, a bit shaken up by how bouncy this apparently was.
“It’s a lot more jumpy than I once thought!”
Link turned to look at her, clearly wondering if she wanted to get down. She shook her head. Not only was this tolerable, but she loved ANY chance to be with Link.
“No no! It’s quite alright! This is fun! And I trust you.”
Link nodded, keeping his eyes focused ahead. She watched as Link not only took her past the domain, She was trying to guess just where they were going, based on where Knockout was trotting.
“Hmm...Can I guess where we’re going?”
Link nodded. She hummed a bit, taking in the sights, while simultaneously fiddling with his outfit. He looked so dashing in this uniform, she pictured him wearing it time and time again.
“Is it...satori mountain? No? Hmm...korok forest? No? Oh Link, you’re making this difficult!”
She chuckled. She supposed it didn’t matter, ultimately. She hummed a bit, fiddling with his little ponytail. So much pretty, blonde hair, and he let her touch it as much as she wanted.
“Hmm...well. Suppose it doesn’t matter, so long as I’m with you.”
Link turned to look at her, and was about to press his lips against hers, when he suddenly cried out, falling right off the horse. Knockout became frighted, neighing as his legs flailed madly. She yanked on his reigns, sating him so she wouldn’t fall off, before she looked down at Link. He had an arrow right in his shoulder, and blood was staining the blue of the suit. She turned to look at the direction, and saw a pack of lizalfos. Hungry, eager for prey. They wanted to hurt her Link. And that was enough to make her angry. She grabbed a hold of his reigns, and signaled for him to run. Knockout obeyed, dashing in the direction of the lizard beasts. One of them tried firing at her, only to receive a trident right to its face. She let Knockout dash off well past the battlefield, jumping off the steed, and letting her trident wedge itself deep into the chest of a Lizalfo. She brandished her trident against them all, before hearing that all too familiar horn. They were calling reinforcements. She considered running, maybe even calling for Knockout and dashing away, when she saw a Lizalfo approach Link. Cowardly, greedy creatures, after HER Link.
“I’m sorry.”
Was all she had the heart to say. Could one say anything else towards a creature so foolish? She wasn’t an angry person in the slightest, but hell hath no fury like a princess scorned. She immediately summoned a body of water, and pushed the hoard away from her. She dashed towards Link, plowing her trident right into the gut of the lizalfo who DARE to brandish his sword at her Link. The monster cried out in pain, but she would grant no mercy. She stood in front of Link, taking a moment to look around her surroundings. Many of these filthy, scaly beasts. More for her to take down. She made her trident thunk against the ground, and summoned big, mighty waterfalls to nearly drown her enemies. They were the lucky ones. The ones that survived, suffered only more of her fury.
She dove into the water, and found herself right on the other end of the waterfall, and as soon as she found herself on the other end, her eyes met the monsters. For a brief moment, she felt humanity for them. Then she recalled that they made her love bleed, and any compassion that was in her heart, evaporated like water in the sun. She brought her trident down across their chests. Blood spilled into the once pure water, and she cared...well. Not at all, honestly.
“You have made a great mistake, hurting my love. Therefore, I shall hurt you.”
Mipha’s fury was unique. It wasn’t like Urbosa; furious and chaotic. It was like a cold block of ice; quiet, yet bitter, unrelenting in its power. Monster after monster tried to hurt her, but none succeeded. Each one disarmed, sliced until they were nothing but talons and horns. Blood stained the ground like heavy rain, and not once did she grant even the unarmed mercy. Their cries of pain fell upon deaf ears, and even those who tried to run away- couldn’t. Walls of water kept them in the area, stuck with her trident, fueled by vengeance. Monster after monster slain by her love for Link, and only Link. Hundreds swiftly fell to her, determined to put out that cold look in her eyes. Even when there was but one left; she did not show kindness. The pathetic, green creature tried to run, only to scream in its pain; feeling her trident stabbing right into its leg. Its chin hit the dirt below, and it tried to defend itself with its shield.
“Pathetic thing. Don’t fret. Your death will not linger. Long.”
She peeled her bloody trident away from its tail, using it to smack the shield to the side. She pressed the bloody end against its neck, face firm and lips pursed.
“You’re a sad, sad thing. Unknowing of your own consequences. Should you somehow come back, should others seek to avenge you. Know this. I will kill you, each, and every time. I will not refuse your spilled blood. I want you to know I will never relent. Goodbye.”
Her trident pierced right into its hide. One swift, deep thrust, and it was gone. She looked around the massacred area, littered in horns, tails, and other such bits. She strapped her trident to her back, and walked past it all, unflinching as she kicked them out of her path.
“Link? Link? Are you alright, my dear?”
Link sat there, holding onto his shoulder, and looking back at the absolute carnage that his girlfriend just left behind. She knelt down to him, studying the arrow at his shoulder.
“Oh my...it’s in there rather deeply. I’m going to pull it out, understand? If not, it'd be healing the wound over it, and it might get an infection. It’ll be just a moment of pain, my dear.”
She held onto the arrow, and pulled. Link didn’t cry out, strong as he was, and she felt relief. The entire arrow, head and all, made it out in one piece. She let it fall to the ground, before putting her hands over his wound, relaxing her body as she allowed her healing aura to sooth the wound. Soon enough, the gash was gone, and Link’s face was no longer decorated in pain. She smiled softly at him, holding his face.
“I will always be there to heal you. But I will also always be there to fight for you, my love. No beast, numbers be scorned, will hurt you.”
She lightly squished his face, chuckling.
“Call Knockout back, won’t you? I’d very much like to continue our date.”
Link was slow to nod, and she giggled to herself. Suffice to say,
Nothing was going to take her Link away from her.
#asks#link#mipha#let the girl go bat shit for her man#god i love writing for this chick tbh#such a sweet lady#can do harm whatsoever#totally
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Today’s reading in the ancient book of Psalms and Proverbs
for Sunday, march 1 of 2020 with Psalm 1 and Proverbs 1, accompanied by Psalm 72 for the 72nd day of Winter and Psalm 61 for day 61 of the year
[Book 1]
The Genesis Psalms
Psalms of man and creation
The Tree of Life:
What delight comes to the one who follows God’s ways!
He won’t walk in step with the wicked,
nor share the sinner’s way,
nor be found sitting in the scorner’s seat.
His pleasure and passion is remaining true to the Word of “I Am,”
meditating day and night in the true revelation of light.
He will be standing firm like a flourishing tree
planted by God’s design,
deeply rooted by the brooks of bliss,
bearing fruit in every season of his life.
He is never dry, never fainting,
ever blessed, ever prosperous.
But how different are the wicked.
All they are is dust in the wind—
driven away to destruction!
The wicked will not endure the day of judgment,
for God will not defend them.
Nothing they do will succeed or endure for long,
for they have no part with those who walk in truth.
But how different it is for the righteous!
The Lord embraces their paths as they move forward
while the way of the wicked leads only to doom.
The Book of Psalms, Poem 1 (The Passion Translation)
[Psalm 72]
The Righteous King
Solomon’s psalm
O God, make the king a godly judge like you
and give the king’s son the gift of justice too.
Help him to give true justice to your people,
honorably and equally to all.
Then the mountains of influence will be fruitful,
and from your righteousness
prosperity and peace will flow to all the people.
May the poor and humble have an advocate with the king.
May he consider the children of the poor
and crush the cruel oppressor.
The sun and moon will stop shining
before your lovers will stop worshiping;
for ages upon ages the people will love and adore you!
Your favor will fall like rain upon our surrendered lives,
like showers reviving the earth.
In the days of his reign the righteous will spring forth
with the abundance of peace and prosperity forevermore.
May he subdue and take dominion from sea to sea;
may he rule from the river to the rim.
Desert nomads are bowing at his feet,
every enemy falling facedown, biting the dust!
Distant kings will surrender and come with their gifts
from every continent and coastland;
they will offer their tribute to you.
O King of kings, they will all bow before you.
O King of kings, every nation will one day serve you.
He will care for the needy and neglected
when they cry to him for help.
The humble and helpless will know his kindness,
for with a father’s compassion he will save their souls.
They will be rescued from tyranny and torture,
for their lifeblood is precious in his eyes.
Long live this King!
May the wealth of the world be laid before him.
May there be ceaseless praise and prayer to him.
May all the blessing be brought to him.
Bless us with a bountiful harvest,
with golden grain swaying on the mountain fields!
May the cities be full of praising people, fruitful and filled—
So that his name may be honored forever!
May the fame of his name spring forth!
May it shine on, like the sunshine!
In him all will be blessed to bless others,
and may all the people bless the One who blessed them.
Praise forever Jehovah-God, the God of Israel!
He is the one and only God of wonders,
surpassing every expectation.
The blazing glory of his name will be praised forever!
May all the earth overflow with his glory!
Faithful is our King! Amen!
This concludes the poetry sung by David, Jesse’s son.
The Book of Psalms, Poem 72 (The Passion Translation)
[Psalm 61]
A David Psalm
God, listen to me shout,
bend an ear to my prayer.
When I’m far from anywhere,
down to my last gasp,
I call out, “Guide me
up High Rock Mountain!”
You’ve always given me breathing room,
a place to get away from it all,
A lifetime pass to your safe-house,
an open invitation as your guest.
You’ve always taken me seriously, God,
made me welcome among those who know and love you.
Let the days of the king add up
to years and years of good rule.
Set his throne in the full light of God;
post Steady Love and Good Faith as lookouts,
And I’ll be the poet who sings your glory—
and live what I sing every day.
The Book of Psalms, Poem 61 (The Message)
[Proverbs 1]
I, Solomon, David’s son and Israel’s king, pass on to you these proverbs—a treasury of wisdom—
So that you would recognize wisdom and value discipline;
that you would understand insightful teaching
And receive wise guidance to live a disciplined life;
that you would seek justice and have the ability to choose what is right and fair.
These proverbs teach the naive how to become clever;
they instruct the young in how to grow in knowledge and live with discretion.
The wise will pay attention to these words and will grow in learning,
and the discerning will receive divine guidance,
And they will be able to interpret the meaning of a proverb and a puzzle,
the twists and turns in the words of the wise and their riddles.
Let us begin. The worship of the Eternal One, the one True God, is the first step toward knowledge.
Fools, however, do not fear God and cannot stand wisdom or guidance.
So, my son, pay attention to your father’s guidance,
and do not ignore what your mother taught you—
Wear their wisdom as a badge of honor and maturity,
as fine jewelry around your neck.
My son, should your less honorable peers pressure you to do what is wrong,
you should be strong enough not to go along.
If they should say,
Evildoers: Come on! Everyone, hide and let’s wait to see whom we can beat to a pulp.
We’re going to jump some unsuspecting chumps for no reason at all.
We’ll have our way with them, and when we’re through, there will be nothing left,
as if their bodies were swallowed whole by the grave’s dark pit.
We’ll take whatever we want—all their wealth and their fancy clothes—
and when we’re through, we’ll have piles of their treasure for our own.
You have to join us; forget about God.
We’re going to rake in the goods, and we’ll share all we take!
My son, do not join them;
keep well away from their violent, destructive paths.
For they run right away, every time, to do wrong,
and they are thirsty for blood.
You see, it makes no sense to bait the net and set the trap
while the bird is watching,
But these hiding in the shadows and waiting to spill innocent blood
are really just hastening their own destruction!
By giving in to their sinful desires,
they set themselves up to be ambushed.
This is what happens to everyone who tries to profit by violence;
violence will eventually rob them of their very lives.
There’s another voice in town.
It belongs to Lady Wisdom, who calls out in the street.
She cries out in the town square,
At the city gates, in the noisy city streets,
you can hear her speaking over the racket.
Lady Wisdom: You simple, naive people, how long will you love your feeble ways?
You simpletons, how long will you enjoy making fun of what you don’t understand?
You fools, how long will you hate learning what truly matters?
Turn to me and receive my gentle correction;
Watch and I will pour out my spirit on you;
I will share with you my wise words in order to redirect your lives.
You hear, but you have refused to answer my call.
My hands reached out, but no one noticed.
All my advice, all my correction, all have been neglected—
you wanted nothing of them.
So I will be the laughter you hear when misfortune comes, and it will come.
I will be the mocking sound when panic grips you—
When panic comes like a stormy blast,
when misfortune sweeps in like a whirlwind,
when sorrow and anguish weigh you down.
This is when they will call on me, but I will not respond;
they will be frantic to find me, but they won’t be able.
Because they despised knowledge of my ways,
and they also refused to respect and honor the Eternal,
Because they rejected my advice
and turned down my correction,
They will surely get what’s coming to them:
they’ll be forced to eat the fruit of their wicked ways;
they’ll gorge themselves on the consequences of their choices.
You see, it’s turning away from me that brings death to the simple,
and it’s self-satisfaction that destroys the fools.
But those who listen to me now will live under divine protection;
they can rest knowing they are out of harm’s way.
The Book of Proverbs, Chapter 1 (The Voice)
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