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raes-writing-space · 2 months

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My Comfort Characters + Comfort Prompts!

Alright! Since it's Spring Break I'm going to try and get some writing done with some of my comfort characters. They might be short prompts (unless I get really into them) but I'll try and post at least one story a day, maybe even two if I have the time!

SOME OF THESE WILL HAVE MATURE THEMES AND MENTIONS OF TRAUMA. TW: SA Mention in one of Matthew's Prompts.

Here is the characters with the prompts that I'll be going for (some based off of my own experiences but put in a way that others can relate to.):

Dick Grayson/Nightwing - Being Touch Starved/Wanting A Hug (General Comfort) Sometimes being a hero is taxing, and when your body is trained to handle blow after blow... sometimes a hug is enough to make you release a lot of feelings you didn't know you were even holding in. Dick Grayson notices your change in demeanor, and just does a simple act of giving you a long hug and telling you it's going to be okay.

Tadashi Hamada - Academic Burnout Comfort After doing your best in your academics, you still feel like you're falling behind or just on the wrong academic path in general. Tadashi helps comfort reader that if they want to take a break and rethink things, it's totally okay.

Matthew Anderson - Having To Grow Up Too Fast/Lack of Childhood Comfort After having to take care and deal with so many traumatic things at a young age, it's made you feel like an adult, even when you weren't. Now that you are an adult, looking back and realizing you couldn't just be a kid and have a normal childhood really upsets you. Matthew comforts the character and shows them that while it might not be the same, it's still possible to just act like a kid and heal your inner child.

AND (TW: SA Mention) Matthew Anderson - Respecting Boundaries Comfort You and Matthew have been dating for awhile. However, you're finding a hard time telling him about your past experience with being sexually assaulted. When Matthew starts noticing that you're starting to distance yourself from him before things start to heat up, he asks if you're okay and comfortable with him. When you tell him the truth, he comforts you and tells you that he will always love you regardless if you want to have sex or not.

Yuji Itadori - Perfectionist Tendencies Leading To Self-Esteem Issues Comfort You've been wanting to become an jujutsu sorcerer and help people your whole life, but you hold yourself to a different standard. After making a tiny mistake (which does not feel tiny to you at all) you start to doubt that you'll ever be good enough. Yuji comforts the reader and tells them that we can't all be perfect all the time, that we need to forgive ourselves from time to time, and we can only strive to do our best.

Obey Me! Satan - Learning Disability/Gifted Child Burnout Comfort You used to be great with academics when you were younger, and maybe in some subjects you still are just as good. But now that you're older and in a completely new academic environment, no one but Satan sees how you struggle to study, and stress yourself out to the point of crying when the words on the page seem to get jumbled up and not make sense to you. Satan helps you take a break, then helps make the studying process a little bit easier.

Ruggie Bucchi - Not Knowing When To Take A Break Comfort You're the type of person who is so used to being tasked with everything. Cleaning, cooking, studying, and caring for others, but that means you tend to forget to take care of yourself a lot. After feeling overwhelmed by the tasks you have to do, you make yourself on the verge of being sick because you can't seem to just pause anything. Ruggie helps the reader by forcing them to sit down before they collpase, and helps share the load with the reader and shows that it's possible to let other people take care of them too.

Cove Holden - Struggling With Things Changing Comfort Takes place around Step 3, when all of your friends and family are taking about their plans for the future, you start to realize what that exactly means. The feelings hit you all at once that things aren't going to be the same anymore, and while you're happy for your friends and family, the change still scares you. Cove reminds you that no matter what happens, he will always be there for you through everything, and that while things are changing, some things will always stay the same.

#Comfort Characters Comfort Prompts #dick grayson x reader #tadashi hamada x reader #cove holden x reader #matthew anderson x reader #obey me satan x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #yuji itadori x reader #update

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ellieluvr420 · 4 months

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We meet again, darling pt.18 (detective Abby Anderson x criminal reader x detective Ellie Williams)

Synopsis: Abby Anderson is a skilled detective that's never let a criminal escape her grasp, until you. You've infiltrated every part of her life and she still can't get you. As she grows more and more intrigued by you she finds herself descending further into darkness until there's no way back. She takes your hand and follows you as if your presence is the only thing giving her life knowing that you are the most dangerous thing for her. Her life will never be hers again and she will stop at nothing to keep following you down your path of corruption.

Violence (shit is kind of heavy ibr) and mentions of abuse btw!

“YOU FUCKING BITCH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU PLAYING AT?” Your brother screeched as he storms into your penthouse, you can’t see him yet but you imagine the beetroot colour of his face that he always suffered from growing up.

“What’s got you so riled up?” You’re standing at your island drinking a coffee and going over some last minute details for your travel plans. He storms over and immediately grabs you by the throat, slamming you back into your fridge behind you.

“Don’t give me that shit you little cunt. What the fuck are you doing?” You move carefully to remove your knife from its holster that’s hidden by your blazer, once it’s firmly in your grip you rapidly bring it up and slash the outside of your brother’s wrist. He growls at the pain and back hands you once hard with his other hand, it sends you stumbling to the corner of the counter where you grip on to steady yourself.

“I can’t even tell you how much you look like Dad right now.”

“Oh you are so fucking predictable.”

“Same to you.”

“The fuck do you mean by that?”

“God if mum was here she’d wash your mouth out with soap.” He comes at you with a psychotic look on his face but you’re prepared so you wait for him to get closer and knee him directly in the crotch and then elbow him hard in the nose. He goes down onto his knees and you kick so he falls on his back as he coughs and groans. “You look pathetic right now. That’s what you’ve always been, pathetic. That’s why I had to run shit, because you’re a pathetic, incompetent pussy that can’t do what’s necessary. If you wanted me out of the way, you should’ve just killed me. I would’ve respected you more for that than this bullshit.”

Your voice is raised but you aren’t yelling, he looks at you as you speak and you notice his difficulty focusing but you just stand and stare at the last bit of family you had left, the thought of killing him saddened you for a second but as you watched him writhing around on the floor before he struggles to stand again the sadness morphs into something more energising.

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh now who’s feigning ignorance? Ricky Matthews, Johnny. Did you seriously think I wouldn’t find out? How stupid are you?”

“I was hoping that they’d catch you before you could, figured your little girlfriend would lead them right to you.”

“I guess you underestimated their loyalty.”

“Their? You sick freak, you're with both of them? I should've fucking known, never could resist what you couldn't have could you?"

"Think I've proved I can have them actually, I've proved over and over again that I can have them, I've had them a lot." A sinister grin grows on your face and his twists into a face of disgust, he honestly looked like he was seconds away from heaving.

"You know I could get over you being a dyke but this, you're not fucking normal! I never believed anyone when they would tell me you're unholy, I always defended you when people said you were Satan's gift to Earth. I've gone along with your story of our parents since you killed them. I was wrong and you were born wrong, there are bad people and then there's you. You trapped me in this shit and I'm done, I need to be rid of you."

You weren't hurt at his words, you didn't feel anything, but your body felt lighter as everything inside you felt like it darkened. You had always had a soft spot for your brother and it always weighed on you, kept you grounded but as you feel its weight dissipating you feel a new sense of warmth as your hatred of him burns a fire deep inside you.

"My story of our parents? What the story of our parents? Are you actually trying to tell me I'm lying about them?"

"We didn't kill them, YOU DID."

"Fine fine, yes okay I killed them but I've protected their AND your honour all these years, I've never told anyone what went on in our white picket fence house. Typical suburban family right? I'm lying when I say we weren't that Johnny, am I?" He huffs and looks down at the floor avoiding your crazed eyes. "You gutless weasel, look at me when I'm speaking to you. Am I lying Johnny?"

He looks up and there are tears in his eyes and it only makes the fire of your hatred for him burn hotter, everything in you was ready to boil over as you held back your rage with every ounce of strength you had.

"I'm sorry okay. I'm sorry for how they treated you. It never even seemed like it affected you, you were the most popular girl in school, I was known as your brother even before you went there, every boy wanted you, every girl wanted to be your friend, you did well in school, you did clubs, you seemed happy so I thought you were okay."

"Oh I was fine. That's the point Johnny, I don't feel anything right? I'm psychotic, sociopathic, narcissistic, what else is there? Let's go through the list hm, bet I fit the criteria for more disorders than I don't. That's why I was numb to it, but do you not think maybe you could've tried to intervene when our dad tried to strangle me with his fucking belt? Yeah I don't feel things but I fucking felt that. But I looked happy so it was okay to just let him continue breaking my ribs when he had had a bad day right?"

"I'm sorry, I was scared."

"Exactly, you were a fucking coward, never once had he ever even raised his voice at you or his fucking wife but you're scared that he's gonna give you the same licks I was getting daily if you step in. Better me than you, you were a fucking coward then and you're a fucking coward now."

"God if you despised me so much why didn't you kill me with them?"

"Because I needed you, do you think I could've got this far if I hadn't had you as my posterboy?"

"So you've put me through hell so you could use me?"

"Yeah."

"See! This is what I fucking mean, can't you see it?"

"What? That I'm a bad person? Of course I fucking see it. But I kill and I hurt and I abuse when it serves a purpose to me, not because my ego is so fragile I need to pick on someone I know can't fight back."

"And that makes it okay?"

"No obviously not but that's the point, I don't care. I don't care that it isn't okay to kill your parents and I don't care that it isn't okay to kill your brother. I don't concern myself with justifying my actions I just do it." You spit your words at him as you pull your gun from its holster and aim it directly at his heart.

"Why couldn't you have been normal?" He pleads and your hand with the gun waivers as you actually feel a pain in your chest, its a foreign feeling and you clutch at it with your free hand as you focus on your brothers hunched form.

"Do you know what? I wouldn't have been able to blackmail you into all of this if you hadn't killed that fucking girl? Remember who you called to come help you? Remember who was the reason you didn't get thrown in jail? You act like I was born all dark but you aren't sunshine and rainbows either. Why'd you kill her again Johnny?"

"Shut. Up."

"Oh yeah, because you got her pregnant and you were too much of a coward to tell our fucking parents because god forbid they see that you aren't their perfect little angel boy. You killed a pregnant girl John, I think it's time you face the fact that we are just a fucked up family, Dad, me, you, Mum was a poor victim in it all but her ability to brush everything under the rug to keep up appearances is what got her six feet under."

"I killed someone and now you make any new employee kill someone to prove themselves. You don't see how we're different?"

"You killed an innocent pregnant 18 year old and I kill bad people with bad intentions. You don't see how that's different?"

He goes silent as you both just stand there, there's blood splatters on the floor and countertops from the various wounds you had inflicted on him. The atmosphere was heavy and you realise you're glad you sent Ellie and Abby home before he came over because the thought of them hearing some of the things that have been said causes a shiver to run down your spine.

"You ruined me. I was going to be an engineer, I had potential and now I can never live a normal life again."

"You ruined yourself, I just capitalised on it. Don't see you crying about losing your normal life when you're lounging about in your massive fucking mansion. Or your collection of supercars, or what about that summer house in Aspen. Never had a problem with all the things I've given you because of the shit I do."

"I let myself be bought."

"You did. I hope you enjoyed it because you've stopped being of use to me now. Sorry your funeral isn't going to be as good as your last one, do you remember how many more flowers my grave got than yours? I knew it was a good idea to wait and watch the aftermath."

"I don't even care anymore. Just kill me." His acceptance of his fate pissed you off and you find yourself smashing his face down into the countertop with every bit of your strength, his nose makes a distinctive cracking sound and he cries out although it comes out strangled. As he falls down to the floor once again struggling to breathe, you pin him down to stop his wriggling, you looked at your gun in your hand and it didn't feel right so you swapped it for your knife and dragged it down his bloody face as you took in his features one last time.

This was it, the last thing grounding you to your humanity, the last weight you had to shed and the moment had come, the world could burn and you'd just lay in the fire, the darkness that had enveloped you in its embrace all your life was no longer externally guiding you, it infected every cell in your body, the darkness became you and directed the knife straight into John's heart, again and again. By the time you were done you were kneeling in a pool of his blood and there was a cavity in his chest, you look at his dull, lifeless eyes and you stand to look over him before crouching again diving your knife into his face until he is unrecognisable, you sit back and admire your work as you recount all the things he said to you.

As you walked away to go get cleaned up you pulled out your phone to message on the group chat you have with Ellie and Abby. Ellie had made it saying it would be easier but you still felt silly using a group chat.

'How's packing going?' You message once you've showered and redressed. Ellie begins typing almost immediately.

'yeah it's okay, I don't actually have that much stuff so it's a breeze' You notice yourself smiling at her message which only grows as Abby starts typing, you couldn't describe what it is you feel for them, because like Richter said, you don't feel anything.

'Yeah I'm realising half of my wardrobe is stuff you've bought me.' You chuckle a little and send the kiss mark emoji that you had taken to using as it reminds you of all the lipstick stains you've left in the shape of a pout on them. You put your phone away and prepare yourself to leave your penthouse for one of the last times. You walk past what is left of Richter and message Jeremy that he's ready for collection and call the elevator to your floor.

"I was wondering when you would show."

"Happy to hear you've been expecting me." You were stood in front of the boss of the Met, he was a heavy set man with dark hair that had streaks of grey running through it as its all gelled backwards to sit smoothly against his head and a large moustache with the same grey speckles on the dark background covering most of his top lip. He sat in a nice suit smoking a cigar, you roll your eyes at the cliché and he chuckles a little.

"Well I wasn't expecting you. You're telling me a little girl took down my empire?"

"Empire is generous don't you think? I thought we should have a chat."

"I'd love to." He gestures at the chair in front of his desk and you sit slowly while fixed on his dark eyes. as they examine your every move.

psa: I know she's a bad girl but my heart broke a little for reader while writing this. She's just different okay :') Goodness the end is getting closer, sorry there wasnt much of abby or ellie in this chapter but i really wanted to focus on reader and richter

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sturnwritess · 2 months

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The Dark place. M.S

warnings: satanic in a way, blood, and kidnapping.

pairing: matt sturniolo x reader

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Today was the day to finally go on a trip to this small, creepy town. You didn't really think much of that town since it had waterfalls, a lake, mountains and a really amazing hike.

It was about a three-hour drive and by the looks of it, you called on the landline phone to call in. You had already rented a house for the short amount of time you were going to be there.

You had only brought a suitcase, a backpack, and a duffle bag. The trip felt long, you decided to bring your best friend Lexie. Since the town seemed a little eerie to you, she only agreed because she had the same thought about it being a bit creepy.

The house you rented had two bedrooms, one bathroom and an attic. You had to meet the owner of the house to get the key, Lexie had soon put her luggage in the back of your car. She got in the car and soon you left the driveway.

It's been about three hours since you left, you hit a little bump just now on the road and had to pull over. You went outside of the car to check the tire, you soon realized that it was losing air by the hour.

You went around the car to knock on Lexie's window to tell her "Everything is ok, but we have to go to that Car Auto shop by the morning lex" "oh okay, then let's wake up around 10?" she replies.

"Sounds like a plan lex" you say, as you're getting inside of your car you see headlights coming down the road. You soon get in your car and the headlights pull over behind you, you start your car but a man gets out of his truck and walks up to your car.

He knocks on your window and you roll it down, "you ladies alright?" he asked. "uh yeah, we were just heading into Daryn town." you reply, "oh, well I was just heading down there. I can show you the way?" he asks.

"uh yeah that would be great!" Lexie chimes in, "alright then pretty ladies, just follow me till we get there." he replies. "thank you so much..." you ask for his name. "oh, my names Matthew but you can call me matt." he replies.

"Well thanks again matt!" you say. "of course, pretty lady." his comment makes your face flustered, he walks back to his truck and you start your car. "Well thanks again matt!" Lexie mocks you. You hit her arm playfully and start following Matt.

You finally got into Daryn town but as you got in the town there was a sign that said 'once you come here you can never return' You and Lexie look at each other with a sign of regret, you finally got to the house and texted the owner.

He wasn't there but he texted you where the key was, it was in the mailbox. You grabbed the key and unlocked the door and made way in, as you and Lexie pick your rooms you made way to your car again to grab your luggage.

You felt a hand on your shoulder making you jump, it was matt. Turns out he lived across the dirt road from you, "let me help you pretty lady." he says. "Oh, it's okay don't worry about it." you say back "oh, it's no mind darling let me help you." he replies back.

You nod and he grabs your luggage and go's upstairs. "Thank you so much again." you say while he puts down your luggage. "it's like I said darlin, it's no mind." he chuckles, and you go to Lexie as he leaves the house.

"This town is really creepy y/n" Lexie says, "I know lex but at least the guys are cute right?" you say, "yeah for you." she replies.

We heard a knock on our front door, I ran down the stairs to open the door and I saw matt. "So, tonight every one of us is going to go dancing on the Miller farm. Would u care to join us?" He asked.

"Uh yea! Would you mind if i brought my friend Lexie? you ask, he pauses for a brief moment before saying "uh sure, I thought it was just going to be you but of course she can come darlin." he replies "when is it?" you ask "it's at 8:00 sweetheart." he says.

"Oh, ok sounds good" you say before waving him goodbye, you run up the stairs to ask Lexie and she agrees to go with you not wanting to leave you alone is this weird town.

You put on your cowgirl boot and a white long dress, Lexie puts on her brown dress with her black cowgirl boots. You both top it off with a Cattleman Gus hat, as you stepped outside matt was waiting for you.

"Weird." Lexie whispers to you, you give her a look that says 'stop'. Matt hopped out of his truck and took your hand and opened the door, Lexie shot him a glare and got inside of the truck.

The drive was only about four minutes, when he got there he got out of his truck and opened the door. He took my hand and helped me down, he didn't help Lexie though. I thought it was strange since he was such a gentleman.

We got inside of the miller farm, and it was beautiful and the stringed lights. Fowers and it smelled like just pure happiness and fun, I sat down at the table with Lexie. A guy came up to her and took her somewhere.

A few hours passed by and Lexie still hasn't come back, I just assumed that she went to his house to have fun. Matt soon came over to my table and asked me to dance, I of course said yes and he slowed dance with me for a while.

It was getting around midnight and Matt decided to take me home, I thought it was a sweet gesture. I finally arrived at the house and my car was gone.

Just gone, and Lexie was also. I started freaking out and pacing around the house, I just figured to go to sleep and she would be there in the morning.

Next morning

I woke up and tried going to Lexie's room, when I walked in everything of hers was gone. I don't know why she took my car and disappeared, you don't know why she just picked up her bags and left. You were determined to find out why, you went over to matt's house and knocked a few times.

He answered the door almost immediately, "hey sugar, what you doing here?" he asks. "oh nothing, I was just wondering did you see Lexie last night after she left?" you ask.

"uh yeah I think I saw her leave your house last night with some bags and took your car." he replies. You could swear he seemed a bit nervous, "oh uhm, thank you I just don't know how i'm going to leave." you say.

"I guess the town saying is true, once u come here you can never return." he said. You laugh nervously and thanked him before you went back. You tried going upstairs to the attic, it seemed locked but you pulled a bobby pin from your hair and tried pick locking it.

You successfully got inside of the attic and walked up into it, you saw this little curtain covering something up and you decided to move the curtain just to only see pictures of you.

Your heart skipped a beat and you felt as if you couldn't breathe, next to your photos was your birthday, your parents, siblings, friends and a pentagram next to it.

You started freaking out and covered up the board again, you stepped back to feel a somewhat crack in the floor. As you turned around you saw it was a pentagram in the middle of the room, you screamed into your hands as you saw there was blood smeared over it.

It looked like fresh blood, it stuck to the bottom of my shoe and I freaked out. I turned around to look for more clues and felt like someone was behind me, I felt a hand come around my mouth and I screamed into that person's hand. I took a glance around before I saw darkness, it was matt.

As my eyes started to open, I was struggling inside of this chair. It seemed my hands were tied to the wooden chair, as I looked around it all seemed too familiar. It was the miller farm, matt had been watching me from the stables.

"M-matt?" you ask "hey pretty girl, don't freak out." he says, "what did you do to me, what did you do to Lexie!?" you scream. "pretty girl, you saw too much information about me, and she was always trying to get between us." he responds.

"i-i barely know you!" you scream, " But I know everything about you sweetheart, and don't bother to shout the miller house is far away from town folk." he says.

"p-please just let me go." you ask, "sweetheart this town is evil, I am going to get you out of here even if I never see you again." he says.

You try to say something, but everything goes dark. He put a chloroform rag over your mouth. You wake up at a bus station with bags next to you, you guessed he put you somewhere far from him. The bus came fifteen minutes after you woke up.

You hopped on the bus and put your luggage up, you swore to yourself that you would never look back on that town. But one part of you wanted to stay for matt, but you couldn't.

As some minutes passed by, you could've swore someone was staring at you. You decided to search the bus with your eyes, you saw no one in particular. The bus pulled over on the side of the road and you got scared for no reason, but the bus driver had this cold stare on you.

He got up from his seat and someone had snaked their arm around your mouth. The last thing you heard was "once you come here you can never return"

Everything went dark.

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a/n: so this might be the end or i can write a part two, lemme know though.

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omnitheist27 · 3 months

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The 40 x Kill the Justice League (3/4)

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@the-ravenclaw-werewolf and @purplemochi20055

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So, here's the third update on my The 40 x Kill the Justice League crossover fan comic!

Compared to the last two fan comics, I wasn't feeling too motivated or patient to draw the characters and setting as best as I could, but still intended to update what I'd started.

In this scene, the unbrainwashed members of The 40 witness the brainwashed Edward, Rin, and Avatar Korra spreading the message of Brainiac's terraforming of the Earth. By "spreading the message", they meant converting anyone they find into mechanical abominations for Brainiac's army or killing people who continue to resist in the most gruesome ways possible.

Furthermore, what form of irony can Brainiac think of by making Edward Elric (an implied agostic and an alchemist), Rin Okumura (a Japanese Christian and a Nephilim; human-demon hybrid), and Avatar Korra (a semi-divine being) into evangelical-type worshippers to him akin to Bishop Mozgus from Berserk? If anything, it shows that Brainiac does have a twisted sense of humor despite being fully cybernetic.

In a form of faux symbolism, I position Corrupted Edward, Rin, and Avatar Korra in a way that resembles the Holy Trinity.

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Profile: Corrupted Edward

Personality: Unlike the original Edward, Corrupted Edward has become full-on arrogant and assured of his alchemic knowledge, while also preaching of Brainiac's intended salvation for humanity despite the reality being far from it.

Powers and Abilities:

He possesses the same powers and abilities as his pre-brainwashed self but his intelligence and physical condition are further enhanced by cybernetics.

Light Manipulation: By using his alchemy, Corrupted Edward can transmute light, shaping it into a physical form of his choosing and manipulating it remotely. He can also use the light to either blind his opponents, heat up objects, or vaporize his targets into dust.

Fullmetal Mode: By using his alchemy, Corrupted Edward can encase himself in a full-body armor that looks similar to his younger brother's current body. This makes Corrupted Edward incapable of flinching from hits and can give powerful attacks and counterattacks.

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Profile: Corrupted Rin

Personality: Unlike the original Rin, Corrupted Rin has become full-on arrogant and remorseless but lacks the unrestrained temper tantrums that plague the original Rin. However, he's still capable of harming and killing others at the slightest provocation most quietly and politely, except those he cares for. Like Corrupted Edward, Corrupted Rin also preaches Brainiac's intended salvation for humanity despite the reality being far from it. Also, due to the circumstances of his birth (as the son of Satan conceived through a human mother), Corrupted Rin likens his newfound purpose to Jesus Christ; a savior descended from a god-like being to bring salvation for humanity by redeeming them (e.g. converting them into Brainiac's henchmen) and punishing "heretics" who resist Brainiac's terraforming by unilateral use of his Blue Flames. He's also fond of quoting scripture from the Bible (King James Version) in the most misguided way possible whenever he does what Brainiac orders him to do, with his favorite quote being Matthew 10:34; Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword.

Powers and Abilities:

He possesses the same powers and abilities as his pre-brainwashed self after awakening his Demonic Heritage but his physical condition is further enhanced by cybernetics.

Holy Resistance: Due to Brainiac's modifications, Rin's body is highly resistant to any attacks launched on him that are holy in nature, such as Holy Water.

Cold Generation: Through his incredible use and skill of his Blue Flames, Corrupted Rin can collect heat energy from an external source, or simply generate it, then transform the energy into sound, thus decreasing its temperature. Repeating the loop several times creates ice, which can be launched at opponents or create structures.

"Angel" Form: After various modifications to his body by Brainiac and through Corrupted Rin's own control of the Blue Flames, Corrupted Rin can transform into his "Demon" form with ease but it lacks a tail, has natural flaming wings, and is considered more powerful and dubbed as his "angel" form. Corrupted Rin can fly with ease, conjure massive fire storms, and shape his flames in various shapes.

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Profile: Corrupted Avatar Korra

Personality: Unlike the original Korra, Corrupted Korra has become full-on arrogant but very tactical and calm-minded. Like Corrupted Edward and Rin, she's also preaching Brainiac's intended salvation for humanity despite the reality being far from it.

Powers and Abilities:

She possesses the same powers and abilities as her pre-Brainwashed self but her physical condition is further enhanced by cybernetics.

Cosmic Battle Avatar: Thanks to the various modifications done to her body, Corrupted Avatar Korra can tap into the Avatar State with ease and create a fifty-foot-tall battle avatar made of cosmic energy that likens to herself. Corrupted Avatar Korra is extremely difficult to harm when using her Cosmic Battle Avatar and can bend the four elements with simply her mind and willpower. In addition, she can create constructs made up of either cosmic energy or any of the four elements to aid her in battle.

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Next Time: The 40 x Poppy Playtime (3/4)

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What do you say to the Christians who tell you to “give your homosexuality up to God”? That He’ll take it away if you love and trust him enough? I’m a side b Catholic. I know that my relationship with God is pretty good (though of course it’ll never be perfect unless I get to Heaven), and I feel like He’s not going to take away my SSA anytime soon, if ever. People keep telling me that they know people who’ve had SSA put God had delivered them from it, and that if I trust Him more that the same will happen with me… I just don’t know how to respond to it. Logically I know that everyone’s spiritual journey is different, but these comments have kinda been getting to me…

Sorry to just dump all of this, but you’re pretty much the only approachable side b person I know and I would appreciate whatever advice you may or may not have.

Hey 🐝 nonnie!!

So I’ve seen and interacted with these folks myself, and have gone through some crises of faith because of them, too! Probably not what they had in mind 😂

Viewing it with charity, I’d like to say Offering it Up To God is in fact the correct response as a queer Christian. However, Side B people do this already, by assenting to the Christian tenets on marriage and sexual acts; it seems they think our offering Cainian, and they have the Able solution.

As such, there are some fundamental theological statements these people are often making when they charge queer folks to simply Pray the Gay Away, ones that they have not considered the full ramifications of:

God has promised to remove all temptations (gluttony, sloth, wrath, greed, pride, envy included) from our lives if we pray hard enough.

Offering up my sexual desires is only necessary for the non-hetero.

Temptation = sin.

One can only be “saved” if one is truly free from all temptation.

It is necessary to be straight to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

Objections / Responses:

God has made no such promise. “My yoke is easy and my burden light” (Matthew 1:13) implies that there is still a burden to bear, a yoke to shackle, a cross to carry, to in order to follow Christ. “For just as the sufferings of Christ overflow to us, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.” (2 Corinthians 1:5)

Offering up sexual desires to God is not unique to queer folks. Consider the straight person who struggles with lust/pornography/erotica, the religious who has taken a vow of celibacy, the single person who is not in the confines of marriage, the married person who has desires outside the confines of marriage (or in our own Catholic faith, desires which are non-procreative and dis-unitive). All are required.

The Lord was tempted in the desert, and is still free from sin as True God and True Man. Temptation =/= sin. “For in that he himself hath suffered being tempted, he is able to succour them that are tempted.” (Hebrews 2:18)

While my knowledge of Protestant theology of salvific justification is limited, if one is saved by faith and not by works, ie repent and believe to be saved, “by faith the believer has Christ’s righteousness imputed to him or her once and for all and thereby is assured of God’s final favor even though he or she continues to be imperfect.” [source]

See objection the second.

On a personal theological level, I find the theology of atonement, ie the narrative of Christ’s Death and Resurrection, to be a far more coherent and compelling parallel to Side B theology than to Side X theology.

In the Christus Victor theory of Atonement, Christ undergoes death himself as a way to defeat Death, viewed as the ultimate price of the fall of Adam and Eve. There is no defiance of death / triumph of the resurrection without that physical, corporeal death on the cross!

And yet… evil still exists, even after Jesus’ resurrection.

St Paul encourages us:

“[T]o keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is perfected in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly in my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest on me. That is why, for the sake of Christ, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” (2 Corinthians 12:7-10)

In other words, in order to be perfected, in order to give Christ that ultimate triumph over myself, I think it’s actually good for me to be pierced with this queercoded arrow. (St Sebastian, anyone?).

For God’s power, mercy, and goodness is not revealed through the creation of his perfect angels, but in the weakness of man being made perfect through Him.

#popcorn replies #side b #side b christian #side b Catholic #gay as the rainbow over noahs ark

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Various necessary observations suitable for a Christian, published long ago by an anonymous believer.

I. That you keep a close watch over your heart, words, and deeds continually. Psalm 93:1, Matthew 24:42, Luke 12:36, 1 Corinthians 10:13, 15:34, 16:13, Colossians 3:17.

II. That with all care the time be redeemed that has been idly, carelessly, and unprofitably spent. Ephesians 5:16, Colossians 4:5.

III. That at least once in the day, private prayer and meditation be made. Psalm 119:164, Daniel 6:10, Luke 18:1, Ephesians 6:18, Colossians 4:2.

IV. That care be had to do and receive good in company. 1 Thessalonians 5:11.

V. That your family be with all diligence and regard instructed, watched over, and Christianly governed. Genesis 18:19, Deuteronomy 4:9 and 5:6,7, Proverbs 31:27, Ephesians 6:4.

VI. That no more care be spent on matters of this world, than must needs be. Matthew 6:31, Colossians 3:2, 1 John 2:15.

VII. That you stir up yourselves to generosity to God's Saints. Galatians 6:10, Hebrews 13:16.

VIII. That you prepare yourselves to bear the cross, by whatever means it shall please God to exercise you. Matthew 16:24, Luke 9:23 and 24:27.

IX. That you give not the slightest rein to wandering thoughts. Job 31:1, Ephesians 5:3.

X. That you spend some time in mourning, not only for your own sins but for the time and age in which you live. Ezekiel 9:4, Psalm 119:136.

XI. That you look daily for the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, for your full deliverance from this world. Matthew 24:44.

XII. That you acquaint yourself with some godly person, with whom you may confer about your Christian state, and open your doubts for the quickening of God's graces in you. James 5:16.

XIII. That you observe the departure of men from this life, their mortality, the vanity, and alteration of things below, the more to despise the world, and to continue your longing for the life to come. Isaiah 57:1, Philippians 3:20, 1 Peter 1:24, Revelation 22:20.

XIV. That you meditate often upon your death and departure from this life, how you must lie in the grave, turn to dust, leave all glory and wealth: and this will serve to subdue that pride of life.

Source: William Perkins, Satan’s Sophistry

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A random Matt Murdock x f!vampire!reader thought I had on Halloween [and I’m now dropping it a month before Christmas ‘cause I can]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x f!vampire!reader

Warnings: vampires, religious imagery, dialogue heavy

a/n: lmk if you want me to turn this into an actual fic!! I enjoyed writing this little excerpt so if you want, I can spice my profile up and actually write this idea out!!

“This isn’t going to hurt me, you know?”

“Oh yeah?”

He stopped clutching the golden cross dangling from around his neck, building the perfect contrast to the crimson of his leather clad suit. The irony of the Devil’s horns paired with the religious piece of jewelry went straight past him, but never past the woman standing right before him on the steps of the small, abandoned chapel in the heart of New York City.

“Aren’t vampires supposed to burn at the sight of a crucifix?” He realized that burn might have been too strong of a word. “…or something equally as dramatic?” he added, the hint of a dark smirk gone lost in his voice.

She chuckled. The sound bounced off the high walls decorated with poison ivy and cobwebs, and the cracks in the stone were prove of the significant age of the catholic landmark. “That’s what humans like to believe,” she said. “In your pretty little heads it goes something like this: If the sight of Jesus on a cross can make the undead shake in their boots, God must surely be stronger than the evil lurking in the dark. I would know, I used to be like you once. A long time ago. But no, that’s actually a common misconception. The only emotion this crucifix elicits in me is pure, unbridled rage.”

“And you really think I’d believe that?”

“I would say take a look in the mirror, but,” she clicked her tongue, “I don’t think you are going to see anything. Not because the mirror would be empty but because you can’t see. That’s important to clarify.”

He chuckled. “Okay, I get it. You also have a reflection. You know, you could tell me anything you want, that still doesn’t make me believe you.”

“You don’t have a choice though.”

“Oh, I do. I always have a choice.”

“What, you want to throw garlic at me next?” The silence told her that he played with the thought. “Sweetie,” she cooed, condescension in its rawest form, “That’s not even going to leave a rash. Don’t like the smell or the taste, but then again, I do not require sustenance, so nobody cares that I don’t like garlic on my food.”

“So, no fear of crucifixes, no allergy to garlic and you have a reflection. Is anything they teach us about vampires real?”

“Fair question, but no. No matter how badly you want those myths to be reality, they’re just myths. Stories. Retellings. Children of the human imagination.”

“Bram Stoker’s Dracula.”

“Classic literature without meaning,” she said. “But it’s a good book, nonetheless.” He could hear the smile on her voice, which was about the only thing about her that was audible to his ears.

There was something terrifying about acknowledging the existence of vampires. They were dead, abominations, creation of Satan – vampires were unnatural, born from the deepest, darkest pits of hell.

Her lack of bodily functions made it almost impossible for him to anticipate her behavior and it had him right on the precipice bothering on insanity.

“You’re very educated, Matthew. I’m impressed. I like that I can talk to you on an intellectual level, although that outfit of yours is a disgrace hiding behind my favorite color.”

“Why,” he asked, “because blood is red?”

“Perhaps, or maybe it’s just because red looks good on almost everyone.”

He scoffed.

“Dear Matthew, I know I’m currently breaking your mind, but fear not! I don’t want to kill or eat you,” she said. “Not your blood anyway.” Her eyes trailed over his body. Needy they were. Aroused, even.

He caught up on it. The longing glance, the lick of her lips, letting the saliva drip from her tongue to her bottom lip. He didn’t need to see to imagine her wild eyes undressing him.

“What do you want?” he asked. The last thing he wanted was for her to get the wrong idea.

But that dangerous woman already had the wrong idea. In her head, it was the right one. An attractive man entering her temporary stay… she would be the last person to say no to that.

“Nothing,” she stated. “I don’t have an ulterior motive. I know you want to have a reason to hate me other than the fact that I stand against everything your little catholic heart stands for, but I can’t offer you that.”

He scoffed. “Yeah, right.”

“Myths, novels, folklore and everything else that even remotely borders on fantasy is something that feeds your human brain with things you understand. You want to believe what you know to be true in order to justify my untimely death if you were to drive a stake through my heart or something equally as dramatic. That way, you wouldn’t have to feel guilty for murdering me, but since you can probably tell that there is a faint heartbeat in my chest, it’d still be murder.”

“Untimely?” he scoffed. “I doubt that a vampire’s death could ever be untimely.”

“Three and a half centuries is actually pretty early for my species. Equals about the age of twenty in human years.”

“I don’t understand,” he expressed, desperate and he looked so small then, standing below her.

“My advice,” she said, taking a step down from her pedestal, “delete everything you think you know about vampires from lore or mythology and start making up your own mind.“

“Why?”

“Ask yourself this instead, why not? Why believe anything you can’t prove to be either false or true just because you have a gut feeling, or your world views are different? Isn’t that called prejudice?”

“Prejudice?”

“Yes. I know big words too, Matthew. I mean, I am very old.” Her smirk told him she took this anything but seriously. “Well, you are catholic,” she said. “Catholics thrive off of prejudice.”

Matt shook his head. “You have no right to judge me.”

“I’m not judging you. I’m simply telling you to open up your mind to the possibility that there might be actually a power that’s even stronger than God. Just the possibility. Consider that. Rethink the world, rethink your religion, even. Rethink everything and reconsider what’s really important. Once you’ve done that, come back and have tea with me. If we’re still not on the same page then, you may drive that stake through my heart after all. I know you want to. God knows you want to. The only person who doesn’t know,” she said, tilting her head to the side as if she was talking cutely to a child, “is you, Matthew.”

“Deal,” he spoke before his brain even got the chance to think about it. “But don’t think for a moment that you’re in control of me. I can make my own decisions, and if I end up deciding to get rid of you, that’s my choice too.”

The vampire shrugged. “That’s fine by me. I do not fear death in the way you humans do.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he chuckled breathlessly, “When I’m done with you, you’re gonna wish I’d been so merciful as to kill you.”

“Feisty, I like it,” she said, a smirk dancing on her lips in a heated salsa. “I look forward to talking to you again, Matthew.”

Her heels sounded faintly against the stone floor as she disappeared into the darkness of the abandoned church walls.

“You’re going to sleep in your coffin now?” he couldn’t help but toss after her.

The sweet sound of her usually so dooming laugh filled his ears. “Bed, actually,” she said, not even raising her voice from wherever she stood to stop and listen to him. “Coffins are so eighty-seven.”

Matt shook his head. He had always feared the creatures of the night, like the sisters at the orphanage told him to, and the priests at church always taught God’s disciples to be weary of Satan because Lucifer hides behind the most beautiful faces. The snake lurks in the dark and every person, male of female, represents Eve in the Garden of Eden, submissive to the silver tongue of the devil. That’s why you have to be on the lookout, they told them. He’s in people you don’t expect, and the creatures of the night wait for you to let them in so they can corrupt you.

Somehow though, this one was different. She was much different from what he expected and somehow, that intrigued him more than it scared him. She could have killed him but she didn’t. She could have eaten him but she didn’t. She had the opportunity, yet she chose not to.

He left the church instead of following his instincts to trap her and lock her away. He left and he decided to rethink everything, like she told him to.

What could possibly go wrong?

#matt murdock #daredevil #matt murdock imagines #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x afab!reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock x vampire!reader #reader insert #human disaster matt murdock #i have a thing for vampires #marvel #netflix daredevil #matt murdock x f!reader #daredevil fic #excerpt from a book i might write

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and after having his fun he has to make sure that you know he actually thinks matthew is like an angel incarnate here to bless this horrid team making a home in satans asscrack that is south florida

post practice interview | 5.5.24 (x)

#aleksander barkov #mention: matthew tkachuck #florida panthers #2324 #playoffs 24 #the sasha smile when george richards (FHN) mispronounced mattys name on purpose #i like when our beatwriters get cute w our players #this and their running jokes w pomo make any slogging interview a joy to watch #but also can this team have a single modocrum of chill when it comes to matthew tkachuck #it has been 2 YEARS #BE NORMAL PLEASE #also theres something so funny about pomos gauge of how well barky gets along w players is whether they talk nonstop hockey on the bench #reino? theyre best buds and lineys look at how they have their heads hunched together as they talk about hockey nonstop on the bench #senko? trade deadline acquisition but theyre actually best buds and lineys look at how they talk about nonstop hockey on the bench #matty? barky says theyre best buds actually are lineys again look at how they talk about hockey nonstop on the bench!

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Dances In The Moonlight (Falk Maria Schlegel x GN! Reader) - Part IX

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT THEMES, MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER!! Sexually explicit content. AFAB READER, heavy petting, fingering, no penetration, mentions of jealousy, need for reassurance, fluff.

Part VIII - Part X

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“No, you’re not listening to me.” Matthew chuckles. “They have this tiny guy who runs around cursing people out, flipping them off, and trying to set them on fire.”

“So, you’re telling me, there’s a church run by a Satanic Anti-Pope, and he has a pack of… Goblins?” You managed to ask through your laughter.

“Ghouls.” He corrects. Falk laughs at your slack-jawed expression.

“Next round’s on me.” There was a chorus of cheers from the rest of your group, Falk pulling you into a quick hug with a kiss to the top of your head before disappearing up to the bar. Your eyes lingered on him as he pushed through the crowd.

“I’m surprised you wanted to come with us, you don’t really seem like a dive bar type of person.” Your staring was interrupted by Roel.

“I figured it would give me a chance to actually get to know you guys.” He seemed pleased by your answer. Your gaze drifted back over to the bar. You watched the bartender laugh, reaching out and setting her hand on top of Falk’s. You felt your heart drop a little bit at the sight. It wasn’t long before he was back with an armful of drinks. You tried to shake off the feeling of jealousy burning in your chest. You settled into the background of the pleasant conversation they were having, arms wrapping around your torso as insecurity started to creep into the back of your mind. You felt a hand slide across the small of your back, Falk’s face now right next to your own.

“Everything alright, Schatz?” You nod, gaze remaining focused on the table in front of you. He takes your hand, giving you a gentle tug to tell you to follow him. “We’ll be right back, we’re just going to step out for some air.” You’re pulled from the hot, stuffy bar into the chill of the late night air. An icy shock hit your lungs as you took a deep breath. You looked up to meet Falk’s concerned gaze. “What’s wrong?”

“I told you, everything's fine.” He sighs, taking your chin between his fingers.

“Sweetheart, I can tell that something’s bothering you.” He wraps an arm around your waist, holding you close to him.

“I just…” You trail off, you knew this was going to sound stupid out loud. “I saw the bartender flirting with you, I guess I got a little jealous.” He moves from holding your chin to gently caressing your cheek. You both stood in silence that was broken up by the steady buzz of the bright red neon light, the only beacon for miles.

“Schatz… I don’t want you to be jealous, I would never fall in love with anyone unless it’s you I fell into” A soft smile broke out on your lips at his reassuring words. “How about we get out of here?” You slid into the passenger seat of the car while he quickly ran inside to tell the others that you were leaving. He hurried into the car, pulling you into a gentle kiss before you drove back to the Abbey. You leaned into Falk’s side as he drove, his warm body shielding you from the late night air that blew through the windows. His hand came to rest on your thigh, you leaned up to place a soft kiss on his neck. When you got back to his room it didn’t take long for the two of you to be all over each other. You were currently sitting in Falk’s lap, his back resting comfortably against the headboard, your lips pressed firmly to his. His fingers slid across your bare skin under your shirt, delicate touches that caused you to shiver. It almost seemed like he was scared to touch you, his fingers barely ghosting over you.

“You seem nervous.” You giggle as his lips chase after yours.

“I just don’t want to accidentally hurt you, meine Maus.” His tone was low, hesitant, but you could still see that glimmer of want in his eyes. Your lips trailed along this jaw, his pulse thrummed against your lips as they moved down to his neck. “But you are making it very difficult to keep my hands off you.”

You smirk against his skin, “who says I want you to keep your hands off me?” Trembling fingers pressed against you warm back, pushing your body as close to his as possible. Your fingers tangled into his hair, kissing him as deeply as you could. Your hands slid down to his chest, working open the buttons of his shirt at an agonizingly slow pace. He sat up slightly to allow you to slide it off over his shoulders. His fingers moved to the hem of your shirt, looking up at you with curious eyes that were asking for permission. You gave him a small, affirming nod, his lips trailing up your bare skin as he removed the fabric from your body. An arm wrapped around your waist, flipping you under him in one fluid motion.

“You are so beautiful, Schatz.” He whispers against your lips before he dives in for another kiss. His hand slides down your body, dipping inside the waistband of your pants and eliciting a soft mewl from you as he rubs his fingers down your already soaked core. He lets out a breathy laugh, your body instinctively arching into his hand as he slowly starts to swirl his fingers around your already sensitive bundle of nerves. Your nails dug into his shoulders, biting your lip to attempt to keep your moans quiet as you rolled your hips, causing the rapidly growing knot in your stomach to tighten. His free hand caressed your cheek, your eyes remained locked with his as sweet words of praise tumbled from his lips. Searing hot pleasure pooled in your core, you whimpered beneath him as you felt yourself speeding towards your climax. Falk looked down at you with pure adoration; your chest heaving as you desperately pant beneath him, a thin veil of sweat causing your entire body to glow, his fingers becoming noticeably slicker as his name fell from your lips like the most lustful of prayers. You cried out for him, back arching off the bed as your hands fisted in his sheets, your climax causing the edges of your vision to go fuzzy as it crashed through you with an intensity you had never felt before. Your head spun, an electric buzz danced across your skin. Falk laid himself by your side, holding you close.

“What about you?” You ask him, still breathless. He kisses the top of your head.

“Making sure you’re satisfied is pleasurable enough, don’t worry about me, Schatz.” He chuckles. You allowed yourself a moment to just look at him, your fingers tracing over different features of his face as a soft smile formed on your lips. He returned your gentle expression, letting you learn and memorize whatever had caused you to become so fixated. You ran a finger down the rigid angle of his nose, trailing over the wrinkles by his eyes, thumb swiping over his plump bottom lip. “What are you thinking about over there?” He asks with a flirtatious smile.

“How lucky I am.” You return his grin. He lets out a flustered chuckle, pulling you in for a sweet kiss. You folded your hands on top of his chest, letting your chin come to rest on them. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can.” His gentle tone immediately put you at ease.

“Why do you seem so scared to touch me?” You question, you didn’t want him to be nervous when it came to the two of you getting intimate. He sighs, combing his fingers through his hair.

“I don’t want to accidentally hurt you. I have a tendency to get a little… rough.” He admits bashfully, his brow furrowing slightly as he confesses. “You’re important to me, I want to make sure we’re taking things at a pace that’s as good for you as it is for me.” You subconsciously lean into his touch.

“Falk?” He hums in response to you whispering his name. “Thank you for being honest with me.” Being safely cuddled up with him, both of you speaking in hushed tones, it gave the remainder of your night a new found sense of intimacy. You settled in beside him, both of you a tangled mess of limbs under the blankets as you drifted to sleep.

#if you like ghost youll probably like this #falk fan fiction #falk maria schlegel powerwolf #falk maria schlegel x reader #falk x reader #falk powerwolf #falk maria schlegel #powerwolf x reader #powerwolf band #powerwolf #powerwolf fan fic #powerwolf fan fiction #falk maria schlegel fan fiction #fan fic writing #fan fiction #fanfic #my writing

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Ok, just asking if you are open minded to it but…

What if the story goes around between God and Lucifer’s romantic story? How will they become so close and how will the other angels react to their relationship? Would you even like the relationship if they get along so well?

Hmm I’m a bit unsure what you’re asking. Do you mean, basically, what if ABM was about God x Lucifer (or, rather, what if God x Lucifer worked out) and what would happen?

To be honest, I don’t think it could have ever worked out. In ABM, their relationship is never more than predatory, though other angels don’t see it as that – why would they? Everything is good and perfect and wonderful in Heaven and God is good.

I mentioned a long time ago (?) that I was inspired by the story in Ezekiel 16 where God grooms Jerusalem (in a very literal way by making her enter puberty), marries her, then becomes wrathful when she falls in love with someone else and discovers her beauty, then assaults her in punishment.

But this is’t really the only instance where God has a weird romantic/sexual relationship with someone that is very obviously unhealthy. Mary comes to mind. Since I was young I always found the story of Mary’s pregnancy to be very odd (in Mexico, Mary is especially very very venerated.) Some people argue that Mary was too young; I haven’t seen the sources for that, so I can’t say if it’s true, but regardless of her age, I feel creating a perfect girl without sin to carry your child once she’s old enough to be uncomfortable. Some argue that it was all consensual, (Gabriel asked Mary and she said yes), but realistically, why would a young and impoverished woman say no to what could have changed her life for the better? Isn’t there a very obvious and clear power imbalance here? Mary having been born pure also leads to the conclusion that this was all pre-ordained anyway. Catholics’ obsession with her “perpetual virginity” (despite biblical lines that reference other children (Matthew 13)) and purity make it all feel borderline predatory on God’s part, in my opinion; I’m not even going to get into the fact that he’s also her Father.

On that note, there’s not a healthy way for God to have a relationship at all, is there? He can make you do anything, his safety as a partner is entirely contingent on his mercy, he knows everything about you, and he made you. He made you knowing you’d love him, he made you love him.

But the question is about Lucifer x God, and I think there’s an alternate ending where Michael doesn’t exist, Lucifer never learns any basic self respect, and he falls in love with God romantically. I think this would be a horror story. God is incapable of being a good partner, Lucifer acts like an obsessed servant, and the other angels would justify God’s actions because to say God is being, in easier terms, a creep is completely unimaginable. They don’t understand it, don’t have the language for it. And that’s it. An eternity of abuse with no one able to call it out. (Except Uriel, but Uriel would probably look away and pretend it isn’t happening).

You asked if I’m open-minded to it, and well, it’s definitely something I think about. The romantic idea of God making a most beautiful and perfect creation (like a lonely Dr. Frankenstein desperate for a lover) isn’t lost on me. I’m always struck by how Satan and God chat in the Book of Job (it feels very cute to me). But God is God and there is only one God and love can’t be unequal (in my opinion). Maybe if Lucifer indeed became a god, maybe.

#my college roommate wasn’t raised Christian and they always seemed bewildered by how predatory God seemed #they were HORRIFIED when we read Genesis together and God said who told you you were naked #I explained its likely a metaphor and all that but it didn’t really make that vibe go away #Im not saying i ONLY see god as predatory because i dont #but i dont think romance and god mix #well #im gonna keep from rambling more because. i dont wanna start getting too weird #i guess this is an uncomfortably topic for people but eh #the bible is already so damn weird #mine #ask

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reality-detective · 1 year

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The reflection being the stick of the " I " and the Son/Sun dots the i.

"I AM"

Who is the I AM? It's YOU. It's every single one of YOU.

Together "We" are "ONE"

WE are ONE with the universe. WE are "Stardust", WE are "Golden" WE got to get ourselves back to the "Garden"

Jesus the Son/Sun walking on water.🌊

And this 👇

“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavily burdened [by religious rituals that provide no peace], and I will give you rest [refreshing your souls with salvation]. Take My "Yoke" upon you and learn from Me [following Me as My disciple], for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST (renewal, blessed quiet) FOR YOUR SOULS.

Matthew 11: 28 - 29

The yolk moves through the 12 gates(12 houses in astrology), the zodiac and the 12 zodiacs, are the 12 disciples.

Let's Continue:👇

The bible needs to be translated out of the literal sense and put into a spiritual context. No one is coming to save you because you are already here. You are following false prophets (churches) who teach/preach just as the satan worshipping vatican has all religions teaching/preaching it.

You talk about a Rabbit 🐇 Hole 🕳️

Here's something else I found 👇

"The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the Lord,"

- Joel 2:31.

"The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and notable day of the Lord."

- Acts 2:20.

Guess what's happening April 20th, 2023? A Solar Eclipse.

Guess what's happening in October 2023? A Solar Eclipse and a lunar eclipse.

Will it be the "FALL" of the Cabal in October?

I would say; "Something BIG this way comes."

And He said to them, “Follow Me [as My disciples, accepting Me as your Master and Teacher and walking the same path of life that I walk] (through the zodiac, the 10 realms of heaven), and I will make you fishers of men."

- Matthew 4: 19

The Greek letters for ichthus (meaning “fish”, pronounced “ICK-THOOS”) became an acronym: I=Jesus["I AM"]; X=Christ[the cross]; O=God; Y=Son/Sun; E=Savior.

The answers are above you..."That's why WE should keep lööking up and follow the eternal light." 🤔

Once you know there is no going back... ✨

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namesisfortombstones · 6 months

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HALLOWEEN-A-THON 2023

New viewings with an asterisk.

Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers (theatrical version)

Trilogy of Terror

Meg 2: The Trench*

Dracula and Son

The Phantom of the Opera (1925)

Prom Night (1980)

The Curse of Frankenstein

The Revenge of Frankenstein

The Evil of Frankenstein

Frankenstein Created Woman

Frankenstein Must Be Destroyed

Howling IV: The Original Nightmare

Land of the Minotaur*

Inferno (1980)

The Beyond

Phantasm: RaVager (The For Rory Edition)

A Nightmare on Elm Street (theatrically)

Frankenstein's Bloody Terror

Horror Express

It! (1967)

Suspiria (1977)

Isle of the Dead

From Beyond the Grave

House of Dark Shadows

Dracula, Prince of Darkness

Assignment Terror

Friday the 13th (1980)

Friday the 13th, Part 2 (Uncut)

Friday the 13th, Part III

Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter

Friday the 13th, Part V: A New Beginning

Jason Lives: Friday the 13th, Part VI

Friday the 13th, Part VII: The New Blood (Uncut)

Friday the 13th, Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan

Jason Goes to Hell: The Final Friday (Extended)

Jason X

Friday the 13th (2009; Rescored)

Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein

Phantasm: OblIVion

Halloween 5: The Revenge of Michael Myers

The Face of Fu Manchu

House of Frankenstein

The Devil's Own*

Dracula Has Risen from the Grave

Hello Mary Lou: Prom Night II

Halloween (2018; The Back in Shape Edition)

House (1986)

Poltergeist (1982)

The Blob (1988)

The Gorgon

Orca

Exorcist II: The Heretic (longer version)

Horror of Dracula (uncut)

Howling II: Stirba - Werewolf Bitch

Halloween Kills (The This Is How Halloween Ends Edition)

Demons 2: The Nightmare Returns*

All Hallows' Eve*

Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Myers

Rasputin, the Mad Monk

Beetlejuice (theatrically)

Halloween III: Season of the Witch

Poltergeist III

House of Usher

The Ghost Galleon [of the Blind Dead]

To the Devil a Daughter

Prince of Darkness

Thinner

The Abominable Dr. Phibes

Dr. Phibes Rises Again

The Touch of Melissa

Taste the Blood of Dracula

Scars of Dracula

Howling V: The Rebirth (The Your Girlfriend is a Hungarian Werewolf Edition)

Dracula A.D. 1972

The Skull

Bride of Frankenstein

Halloween 6: The Curse of Michael Myers (Producer's Cut)

Son of Dracula

Goke, Body Snatcher from Hell

The Werewolf vs. the Vampire Woman

The Masque of the Red Death (1964)

Phantasm

The Satanic Rites of Dracula

The City of the Dead

The Devil Rides Out

Halloween (Extended Version)

Halloween II (Theatrical Version)

Frankenstein Meets the Wolf Man

Curse of the Demon (British Version)

Burn, Witch, Burn

Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder General

The Crimson Cult

Silver Bullet

The Wolf Man (1941)

Carnival of Souls (1962)

Black Sabbath

Night of the Living Dead (1968)

Halloween II (TV Version)

#Halloween #horror #movies #October #marathon #Samhain

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How the apostles died

1. Matthew. Suffered martyrdom in Ethiopia, Killed by a sword wound.

2. Mark. Died in Alexandria, Egypt , after being dragged by Horses through the streets until he was dead.

3. Luke. Was hanged in Greece as a result of his tremendous Preaching to the lost.

4. John. Faced martyrdom when he was boiled in huge Basin of boiling oil during a wave of persecution In Rome. However, he was miraculously delivered From death.

John was then sentenced to the mines on the prison Island of Patmos. He wrote his prophetic Book of Revelation on Patmos . The apostle John was later freed and returned to serve As Bishop of Edessa in modern Turkey . He died as an old man, the only apostle to die peacefully

5. Peter. He was crucified upside down on an x shaped cross. According to church tradition it was because he told his tormentors that he felt unworthy to die In the same way that Jesus Christ had died.

6. James. The leader of the church in Jerusalem , was thrown over a hundred feet down from the southeast pinnacle of the Temple when he refused to deny his faith in Christ. When they discovered that he survived the fall, his enemies beat James to death with a fuller's club.

This was the same pinnacle where Satan had taken Jesus during the Temptation.

7. James the Son of Zebedee was a fisherman by trade when Jesus Called him to a lifetime of ministry.

As a strong leader of the church, James was beheaded at Jerusalem. The Roman officer who guarded James watched amazed as James defended his faith at his trial.

Later, the officer Walked beside James to the place of execution. Overcome by conviction, he declared his new faith to the judge and Knelt beside James to accept beheading as a Christian.

8. Bartholomew. Also known as Nathaniel. He Was a missionary to Asia. He witnessed for our Lord in present day Turkey. Bartholomew was martyred for his preaching in Armenia where he was flayed to death by a whip.

9. Andrew. He Was crucified on an x-shaped cross in Patras, Greece. After being whipped severely by seven soldiers they tied his body to the cross with cords to prolong his agony.

His followers reported that, when he was led toward the cross, Andrew saluted it in these words, "I have long desired and expected this happy hour. The cross has been consecrated by the body of Christ hanging on it". He continued to preach to his tormentors For two days until he expired.

10. Thomas. He Was stabbed with a spear in India during one of his missionary trips to establish the church in the Subcontinent.

11. Jude. He Was killed with arrows when he refused to deny his faith in Christ.

12. Matthias. The apostle chosen to replace the traitor Judas Iscariot. He was stoned and then beheaded.

13. Paul. He Was tortured and then beheaded by the evil Emperor Nero at Rome in A.D. 67. Paul endured a lengthy imprisonment, which allowed him to write his many epistles to the churches he had formed throughout the Roman Empire. These letters, which taught many of the foundational Doctrines of Christianity, form a large portion of the New Testament.

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