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That’s the Price (Mob! Peter Parker x Reader) (Chapter One)
Request: Yes/No
Summary: Leaving an abusive household in your early 20′s should be liberating. Instead, (Y/N) was forced into an arranged marriage with a stranger who only ever watched her from a far. Now Peter, the soft but rigid man, will do anything in his ability to make her feel safe.
Content Warnings: Mentions of abuse (physical and emotional) on the part of readers father, talks of murder, passing mentions of outbursts of anger on the part of reader, reader has a trauma response nothing too intense but still be warned. I think that is all please let me know of anything I missed.
Disclaimer: This is my first time since like 2017 writing any type of mob au! All my inspiration comes from the different interpretations of Mob! Peter I’ve seen on here. My skills may be a bit rusty, but the more y’all request him the more I will write of him.
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Young girls always idolize the love story of Belle and the Beast; the idea of a strong, misunderstood man whisking the unhappy girl away from her unhappy life sounded so beautiful as a kid. All those wishes (Y/N) made as a child, to be whisked away from her miserable day to day, had crawled up and bit her in the ass.
“Mrs. Parker?”
Her nose twitched as she admired the flowers sitting on the vanity, ignoring the faint voice of Mr. Morales who, no doubt, had come to tell her Peter was requesting her presence at breakfast. A beautiful array of green, and baby blue hydrangeas sat in front of the open window of their bedroom, a form of apology from her new husband attached.
‘Neshama sheli,
Green for renewal and rebirth, blue for my apologies.
I hope to see you today, it has been a rough couple of days but we can’t ignore each other forever. We can do anything you want, my time is yours.
-Peter.”
It was his handwriting alright, capital letters where lowercase should be and slanted slightly to the right. She clenched the note in her hand, tears building in her eyes as she remembered the first letter she had received from him. Her father forced it into her hand as he explained the situation as she sat sobbing on the floor, her cheek throbbing from the punishment after she had said she wouldn’t be married off.
“It’ll be good for both families, clear any bad blood. It is your duty to marry this man, it has been a long time in the making.” Tony explained, kneeling in front of his daughter. He grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him. “So stop your fucking crying. We have a fiance to meet. Put something on that.” His finger prodded at the red, throbbing mark under her eyes.
Silence fell over the room as she wiped her eyes at the memory, it was a terrible memory that made her feel sick. There were not many memories of her father she thought too fondly on, they all sent her into a state of sickness. The door of the bathroom pushed open, (Y/N) jumped up from the vanity as she caught the tall figure in the mirror.
“I’m sorry..I was going to come down. I was on my way down. I- I wanted to look presentable for you.” Her apologies rolled off her tongue, as Peter's figure stalked towards her. His hands dropped into his pockets, in what he believed to be a non threatening position- but he had a lot to learn.
“I’m not angry, dove.” He pulled his hands from his pockets, placing them on his hips. “I was worried, Miles said you didn’t answer. We didn’t want a wedding day repeat, d’ya love.”
His steps towards her continued, each more careful than the last. His hands lowered, settling her back into the chair of the vanity. (Y/N)’s glossy eyes stared at him, shocked by his kindness; her cheek nuzzled into his palm. Her breaths evened out, and her eyes flooded with displaced tears.
“It’s alright, Dove. I’m here.”
“You scared me..”
Peter pressed his lips together, working her through the moment. He knew what she had gone through, Aunt May had warned him of her delicate state but the vase of flowers to the wall on the wedding day sealed the door.
Tony, (Y/N)’s father, was a deeply distrusting and unkind man. Peter had watched his future in-laws at a distance for years, even when the business between the two families was at a low. He hadn't trusted Tony since the day he laid eyes on him, he remembers the first interaction very clearly. It was at Ben’s funeral that (Y/N)’s father told Peter, to his face, that he was a kid and that he could never run this business. That after Ben had died, it should have been Tony who took over, not the unofficial son of Ben Parker. However, Peter had abilities that Tony was never capable of. Ben knew Peter, though he was just freshly eighteen, would improve the empire they had built.
That day was also the day he had been told what he and (Y/N) would be one day. May had informed him that was the girl he was going to marry one day.
(Y/N) was gorgeous, she was anything a man could want in a wife. He watched her interact with his men’s children; the way she happily played games with them. Peter thought of (Y/N) interacting with their future kids, he smiled at her when she caught his stare. She smiled back, sweet and shy. That’s when he noticed the other parts of her. There was a big bruise, poorly covered on her collarbone; the mark showing from the neck of her dress. He wondered how it had got there, when her fathers had squeezed down on her shoulder followed by a daring glare. That's when he realized how. Peter wanted to prove it, to run to May and tell her what he saw, ask what Ben would do. But, there was no actual proof- it was one bruise and visible anger he saw it wouldn’t prove liable. He saw her on and off after that, never alone enough to ask what her father did to her. Not at least up till the weeks before their wedding, he saw it with his own eyes. It was time to make any sort of case that he could against Tony.
Their wedding day changed everything. (Y/N)’s only request to May was that her father was not invited- and that their flowers be red hydrangeas. Check, and check. (Y/N) had her red flowers, and her father escorted from the building. Peter had got to cradle his bride as she broke down in his arms after their vows, he felt her pain, almost as if they were connected. It didn’t last more than a few minutes, because (Y/N) hadn’t seen the innocent touch way he had, she saw herself as being restricted physically and metaphorically. Tony always told her she was something to keep the Parker’s happy, and off his back. Her coldness returned, before the vase of red hydrangeas sitting on the table went barreling past his head and to the wall. It was misdirected anger, he couldn’t blame her. She was a fragile, and shaken animal and right now she saw him as a predator.
In this moment though, the green and blue hydrangeas sat firmly in the windowsill not moving and not coming towards his head.
“Better?” He asks his thumb stroking her cheek, his eyes roaming her face. (Y/N)’s eyes found him, she nuzzled her face into his palm as she nodded. She has taken a liking to him in the weeks after.
“Okay..come eat breakfast. You’ll feel better.”
Peter stood, reaching his hand out to her, (Y/N) placed hers in his letting him lead her down the stairs to the kitchen. The rest of the morning went perfectly, they talked and laughed. It was the first time since they met that they felt like real people towards one another. (Y/N) even started to allow him to kiss her, briefly, before he had to disappear into his office.
His feet were propped on his desk, as he stared out the window. Lost in thought as Miles explained an ongoing business deal with the Reid’s Hauling company; but all he could think about was the woman downstairs waiting for him.
“P- Peter..”
Her voice carried in the small room, over Miles even. Peter snapped his head towards her in a smile. “Hi, Dove.” His feet carried him over to her quickly, his hands settling on her side as he kissed her forehead. “Did you need something?”
“No I just..I finished my shower and wanted to see you.” (Y/N)’s hands held the opening of his suit jacket, looking up at him. “But if you’re busy I can..”
“No, no. This is your business too- everything I plan I tell you. This is a partnership, Dove.”
(Y/N) looked at him with soft eyes, his hand on her waist leading them back to the desk. (Y/N) nestled on his lap listening to the young men talk, (Y/N) twisted Peter’s wedding ring around his finger as they plotted out a line of attack. Peter treaded carefully around his words, not wanting to trigger anything in (Y/N); but when he looked at her she was far away.
“Miles, a second.” Peter nodded towards the door, the protege left, closing the door behind him. Peter fixed her on his lap, causing her to look at him. Her eyes glistening with salty tears, guilt building up in them
“I know you hurt, and that’s okay my love. But you need to tell me when you’re not in a good mindset. I am going to say things that might..”
“I just feel so guilty Pete, for hearing this stuff. For being here..” He couldn’t finish his sentence before she had fully started to cry. His tone was maybe too rough in scolding her, all of this was still so fresh for both of them. He held her against his chest, his hands rubbing her back as she cried, his lips resting on her forehead.
“Don’t feel guilty. What did I tell you? You’re allowed to have a voice in your life, in our life Dove.”
“But my dad, he never let me hear this stuff. Said that I need to-”
“Be in the kitchen and make the men you’re serving happy. I know, but I don’t want that from you. He was a mean man, and those are things we don’t stand for anymore. Times have changed, this is our family, and our business okay baby.” Peter held her face in his hands. “Tony was a mean, disgusting man who did incredibly wrong things to you. And even through it all, you became better than he could ever want to be.”
His thumbs wiped away the tears off her cheek, her forehead dropped against his.
“You’re sweet, kind, and so understanding. You don’t understand how badly, and how long I have wanted to make him pay for what he’s done to you.”
“Then do it..”
The words shocked both of them, Peter stared at her looking for any sign of truth in her eyes. It was all he saw, she was pleading with him. He tucked her hair behind her ear, as he reached for the phone on his desk. As he dialed the number he stared her down, waiting for any cue to stop while he was ahead of himself. He kissed the apples of her cheeks, as the other end picked up.
“Tony, it’s Peter. Yeah, yeah..listen man, why don't you meet me for a late lunch. We have some things to work out man.”
As he spoke his hand tightened around his girl, holding her close assuring her it was all going to be okay.
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mokita !! aaand 6 my favourite number. they don't have to be in the same piece i just couldnt choose between the two on what to send
hiiiii i swear i didn't forget about these! i just ummm was saving them for a rainy day. yeah. and its not actually rainy right now but i am waiting for the bus and whenever im waiting for the bus i am, emotionally, waitin' for the bus in the rain (in the rain). ok anyway here u go
mokita (kilivila): a painful fact everyone is aware of but which--out of compassion--no one mentions
All of the Masgor Marimorts know that Phanta's always been a little...odd. Talking to people who weren't there, smiling at the wrong times, having imaginary friends long past when she should have grown out of it.
Most of her friends have been imaginary, really. In hushed conversations late at night, Hazel and Joel wonder why it is their sweet little girl can't find anyone living to hang out with. She's all of 14 now, and mostly remembers the basic politenesses they've tried to teach her and doesn't usually mention ghosts for at least 15 minutes of conversation, and they think she's perfectly charming even if she is a bit strange, so why can't she find any living friends?
Shelie's hypothesis is that even if Phanta may insist on clinging to beliefs with no basis in reality, they're her little sister, and they've never done anything wrong in their life, and high schoolers are stupid. So there.
Phanta, for her part, doesn't usually seem bothered by this. And the rest of her family has become quietly resigned to the sad fact of it. And yet, when Phanta starts chattering on about her new best friend Leviat at the dinner table, Hazel still hopes enough to ask "And where'd you meet?"
"Oh, the graveyard!" Phanta says happily.
Hazel and Joel exchange glances. Shelie sighs. They all agree, without saying anything, not to push it. Let Phanta have her ghosts.
"That's great, honey," Hazel says.
an-n-n-nother day goes by! so hold me tight, hold me tight– or don't!
"I'm pretty sure my whole family thinks you're not real," Phanta says brightly, balancing precariously on the graveyard gate.
"Watch it, idiot, don't fall off and crack your skull open," Leviat says.
"Or– they think you're a ghost, and they don't think ghosts are real," Phanta says, leaning backwards against Leviat's good advice so the gate swings backward. "Whee! Anyway, don't you think that's funny?"
"No."
"Yes you do! I can tell!" Phanta struggles to lean enough to swing the gate back in the other direction–"Watch it—" and is eventually forced to concede defeat. "Anyway, even though it's funny to let them keep thinking that, I still think you should come meet them! Shelie would really like you, I think. You both like a bunch of the same stuff, like being good at crosswords, and doing surgery on stuffed animals, and hanging out with meeee!" They do little jazz hands on this last word.
Leviat rolls their eyes. "I already said no, and I will continue to say no until you give up or the sun fucking explodes, the latter of which is starting to seem more likely."
Phanta sighs. "Oh well. Doesn't really matter, I guess."
"Nothing does."
"Nope!" She hops off the gate and swings it fully open invitingly. "Come on, let's go see if they've come up with a new kind of pasta yet!"
#chattin#asked and answered!!#hold me tight or don't is the 6th song on my 2022 spotify wrapped technically but when i got this ask the 2023 wrapped hadnt come out#and also COME ON. its so perfect!!#oc: phanta masgor marimort#bo my friend bo#HI i hope i did leviat right!!!! i went back and read some old rp logs to try and get their vibes. i miss them#sonder scribbles
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Ok but does anyone else think SheLi looks a little scared in this frame? Almost like he realizes he might have gone too far? I don’t like him and I’m not trying to excuse what he did. That being said, it really looks like (to me at least) he is realizing the extent of the damage he has done and may even regret it. Even the group of people around him look terrified. You’d think that they would attack HeTian to prevent him from saving Jian but they don’t. They all just kind of look horrified.
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Sometimes I think about pet names and words of affection in different languages
Like my fave in Hebrew is Haim Sheli which translates to "my life" or Neshama which translate to "soul" and also "Kapara" which translates to "redemption" and basically says something in the lines of "I really hope you will reach redemption". I also love Yafa/Yafe Sheli (my beatutiful).
In Arabic I like saying Inta Omri (you are my life) and Hayati (different way to say 'my life'). For like a child (or dogs because I have 0 boundaries and I love dogs) I also like Shimdura which translates to something in the lines of "may the whole world revolve around you")
I thought about it while reading fanfics as a Hebrew/(a bit of) Arabic speaker (I'm Jewish with Marrocan heritage) and using words like Baby, Sweety, Darling etc. to a loved one is kind of weird, cause I feel sometimes they're missing some sort of sentiment. Love and Beautiful are good options but they feel somewhat formal to me? Less of an everyday thing like... a pet name... In Hebrew we also use ending like -i and -ush to still use the name but also make it affectionate and special in a way (like -chi in Japanese I guess?)
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The Shiny Salazzle sniffs and wipes away tears from her eyes."Th-Thank you. That's nice of-"Then she freezes and looks back towards the cave's entrance. She hears a human say, "You sure that Shiny is in there, Mightyena?" The human hears barking, but the 'mon in the cave hear, [Yeah, she's in there.] The Salazzle looks back at Ghost. "It's my fault they're here, I'm sorry. But…I won't let them find you!" She runs out of the cave. [Come get me!] She's leading the human away! What'll Ghost do now?
Ghost is about to reply when they hear the commotion and immediate they worry about everyone in the cave. They look to the Salazzle as she apologizes then runs off and chitters in distress. Shit!! They look towards their siblings and then the nice Pokemon that helped them because they want to help both.
Hollow is forcing themself to move despite the agony it causes, "go help her, I've got the little ones." While they couldn't battle in their condition they could easily hide their small siblings deeper in the cave system. After all, the little Shelis mostly had bright colored wings and they didn't, they could shield the Shelis in the dark with their own body. And if it came down to it they would fight. Ghost looks torn but nods, trusting their family to stay safe while they were busy.
The bug/dark type is instantly dashing away out of the cave, following the noises of the human chasing their new friend. They dash between the trainer and the Salazzle soon enough in order to release this intense and loud screech, wings flared in intimidation and fangs bared. While their ability may not be Intimidate they certainly did a good job of show just how feral they were. This was their friend, that was their home, and they were pissed. Ghost didn't even give the offenders time to react before they're attacking with a strong Nightslash, forming what looked like a blade from pure darkness to deliver the attack.
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📚 Have you read any books recently that you absolutely loved? If so, which books, and what did you love about them? Happy Thursday, Bookworms … We are SO close to Friday. I am so ready! How about you? 🥰 Have you read any books recently that you really, really loved? I recently read *The Murder of Mr. WIckham* by Claudia Gray, and I really enjoyed it! Jane Austen fans will definitely enjoy it as well. Imagine all of her best characters together in one place, and there’s a murder to solve. Reading this really made me want to reread all of books again, so I think I may do that soon. 🥰 What about you guys? Tell me what books that you’ve loved recently. I totally need recommendations! ☀️ 🌈 ☀️ 🌈 ☀️ 🌈 #AlltheBooksJun22 #MyFictionalMusings #CourtofReadingJune22 #ReadingintheWeb 🌈 ☀️ 🌈 ☀️ 🌈 ☀️ #claudiagray #janeausten #newbook #mysterybooks #cozymystery #summerreading #books #reading #shelie #bookshelf #funkopop #bookstagram #bibliophile #bookstack #yabooks #bookobsessed #booknerd #booklover #booksofinstagram #igreads #bookdragon #bookish #thursdayvibes #currentlyreading #bookphoto #readmore https://www.instagram.com/p/CfJTYJQOG2w/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Finished tutorial.
This was the finale tutorial, it was VERY quick made, me personally I dislike it because it feels soulless compared to the dialogue I had made between Ludwig and Shely. the tutorial is made is made strictly to tell the player HOW the game works in a VERY basic way. If I had greater time I would have 100% used the the dialogue between Ludwig and Shely as it felt like Ludwig had a actual personality instead of a souless guide, there's only so much you can fit into a tutorial in game that people would only play around 3 minutes.
The symbol on the back may look like his symbol
However what the symbol is suppose to be is a sun going through a black hole and glowing through the other side, why this? because it would have symbolized the idea of penetrating through something that seems so endless and undefeatedable, banner was for the weapons development department which would have made more fitting symbol as the artillery was able to destroy the toughest zombies.
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Trail Cleanup--Volunteer Opportunity
The Library will be holding its annual Spring Trail Cleanup on Wednesday, May 1st at 2:30-4:30pm. We’ll meet at the Broadway St. Trailhead, 300 Broadway St. Scranton, 18505, next to the University’s Quinn Athletic Complex. To RSVP, visit RoyalSync.
This is a great volunteer opportunity! If you have questions or need transportation, contact Sheli Pratt-McHugh at sheli.pratt-mchugh [at] scranton…
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Despite the fact that the release of Diablo 4
In the stylish Developer replace movement, Diablo 4's recreation Director Joe Shely and accomplice sport Director Joseph Piepiora joined global community Lead Adam Fletcher to Diablo 4 gold speak approximately the conflict pass device coming to Diablo 4, the length of its Seasons, further to the Codex of strength characteristic. Genuinely placed, the Codex of power is supposed to update the way mythical gadgets labored in preceding Diablo titles through way of approach of turning into a catalog of mythical components that game enthusiasts can select out to imbue onto a bit of tool.
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Daizy Shely p/e 2018: l’amore, ovvero l’innamoramento per i contrasti
Ascolti il suono dolce e un pizzico esotico del suo nome e ti sovvengono delle memorie di glorie modaiole recenti; leggi quel nome che nella sua brevità è una scintilla di vitalità, e quelle memorie si stagliano sempre più nitide nella mente da buona fashionista: Daizy Shely, la vittoria blasonata di Who’s On Next, l’ancor più blasonato invito a sfilare al teatro Armani, il bramatissimo traguardo di esser stata scelta da Re Giorgio Armani personalmente. Ed ora, Daizy Shely è un nome perfettamente incastonato nel calendario delle sfilate della nostra nostra glamorous Milano Fashion Week.
Ebbene, la collezione che ha da poco calcato la passerella milanese è una nuova conferma di quanto quei blasoni di moda elencati qui sopra siano dei passi compiuti con grande consapevolezza, miscelata al giusto tocco di follia creativa, sulla strada del successo meritato: la Primavera-Estate 2018 firmata Daizy Shely è, per l’appunto, una riconferma di freschezza, di libertà appassionata che guida la mano a creare racconti di stoffa che oltrepassano i confini capricciosi dei trend.
E s’infilano dritti, anche tra gli applausi degli addetti, nell’invito quotidiano ad osare un’impresa assai importante: vivere in pienezza la propria personalità.
L’azzardo di cotanta spontaneità è già racchiuso nella citazione che accompagna la collezione “non siamo mai così esposti alla sofferenza, come nel momento in cui amiamo” (Sigmund Freud), e dunque nella coppia di forza estrema che fuoriesce dalla saggezza tutt’oggi imperturbata del celebre psicologo: ovvero, Eros e Thanatos, che per le meno avvezze con il greco antico sono la rappresentazione complessa e densamente umana di Amore e Morte.
Nulla di troppo drammatico però, né nessun intreccio con intellettualismi è stato coinvolto nell’ispirazione per la collezione: al contrario, si tratta di una visione dell’amore che Daizy Shely aggancia a sé stessa, alla sua vita, al suo innamoramento caratteristico per i contrasti che dalle esperienze scivolano al contempo tra i sentimenti, rendono netti i rapporti tra le ombre interiori che attraverso i timori oscurano le luci della felicità, portano in superficie gli equilibri instabili che traballano sulla vulnerabilità dell’essere innamorati. E si traducono in conflitti fatti di stoffa e talento sartoriale in bilico tra romanticismo contemporaneo e azzardo estetico libero.
Ancor prima, però, l’amore per i contrasti, come fosse un paradosso fruttuoso, si traduce in una sinergia creativa di grande valore: le stampe intriganti che popolano i primi capi, dal trench al completo di pantalone lungo e giacchino assai corto fino allo slipdress vezzoso appaiato alla blusa lieve, sono ad opera di Umberto Chiodi, artista italiano altrettanto giovane e altrettanto intriso di passione che sovverte qualsivoglia gerarchia o fisso accademismo, per prediligere invece l’ispirazione che vaga libera tra le epoche e le idee personali. Son ad opera sua, per l’appunto, quei piccoli Cupido e figure femminili tracciati come fossero incisioni deco’, un’illusione di armonia apparente che convive con dettagli grafici di più torbida inquietudine.
Il fil rouge dei contrasti attraversa l’intera collezione tinta di colori vividi, altro amore della stilista: lo si rintraccia nelle accoppiate di stoffe eterogenee, negli accordi apparentemente stridenti tra i decori a balze e strisce di frange, nella novità del denim casual cui seguono languidi abiti a sirena in pregiato pizzo francese, nei tagli sbilenchi e audaci che svelano la pelle, nelle spalle gonfiate e le ruches importanti che sembrano venire dal secolo scorso e invece, ça va sans dire, dall’apparente contrasto di epoche modaiole si rivelano una visione pienamente infilata nella nostra contemporaneità di stili.
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Diablo 4’s most annoying mount issue is finally no more
Once you've obtained your first Diablo 4 mount, moving about in the game shouldn't be a problem, but there have been a few issues with the system since the game's release. The wide open world of the RPG game Diablo 4 may be traversed incredibly quickly on your horse, but their control is a bit awkward and real obstructions regularly stand in your way. Thankfully, all of your mount-related problems will soon be history.
Responding to a user question on the Campfire Chat where Blizzard revealed its preliminary set of Diablo 4 1.1.1 patch notes, game director Joe Shely explains some of the current issues the team is working on for mounts. He also gives a fun example of how a concept can seem a lot more interesting in theory than it is in practice, and reveals a very welcome fix.
“In theory, the idea that you’re riding through an area and some bandits, or some skeletons, have set up a barricade for you and you have to dismount and fight them all – that sounds like a fun idea,” Shely says. “It doesn’t exactly play out that way,” he laughs, “you’re just sort of annoyed, and you say, ‘okay but can I ride around the top of the barricade?’ Then it’s a fight about whether the collision actually touches… We’re going to fix that.”
Diablo 4 mounts - Tweet from game director Joe Shely: "We're going to allow the mount charge to break through barricades. I realized I didn't state this explicitly during the #Diablo4 campfire chat today."
Shely clarifies further on Twitter exactly what that means. “We’re going to allow the mount charge to break through barricades,” he adds, “I realize I didn’t state this explicitly during the Diablo 4 Campfire Chat today.” That’s great news – it does add a tiny bit of player agency, because if you’re not keeping a boost charge ready you might still get stuck, but now you can actively push through these roadblocks in a satisfying manner.
A few other changes are coming too. “We’re going to make mounts feel better, broadly speaking,” Shely remarks. This includes improvements to the boost on a controller, where using multiple boosts doesn’t correctly stack for players on the controller, and general improvements to pathfinding that should help prevent the mount from getting stuck on geometry as you cross the various regions of the Diablo 4 map.
You can watch the full conversation on mounts in the Campfire Chat video below, with the segment in question starting at the 1:26:30 mark.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5N91g5uMxg
We’ve got up-to-date details on the best Diablo 4 builds for those of you taking part in Diablo 4 Season 1, along with a breakdown of how the Diablo 4 battle pass works and how to quickly level it up.
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Ok first off jewish peter and neshama sheli is KILLING ME GOODBYE
and now locked bye fate??? I’m sending you my therapy bills enjoy💖💖
sorry for killing you!! i write all my peters as jewish (andrew confirmed his peter is jewish because he’s jewish!) and i’m very much a true to character person even in au’s so you’ll find more mentions of judaism and nicknames in my other works of you ever read them! which may kill you more.
and yes i’m so excited for locked by fate chapter one is started tonight i’m not sure when it’ll get posted but i’ll be giving updates.
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Yom Teruah · Steve Mc Connell (with english lyrics)
Wake Up People ! ♥
Isaac bound by Abraham
Isaac a été lié par Abraham
It seemed this sacrifice would be
Il semblait que ce sacrifice serait
But God looked on the faith of Abraham
Mais Dieu a regardé à la foi d’Abraham
A ram's horn caught meant Isaac would be free
Une corne de bélier attrapée signifiait qu’Isaac serait libre
[Refrain]
Sound the shofar
Sonnez le shofar
From the highest hill
De la plus haute colline
Wake up people
Réveillez-vous Peuple
No more standing still
Plus besoin de rester immobile
See the harvest
Voyez la récolte
Nurtured by scarred hands
Nourrie par des mains cicatrisées
Soon our God and King will reap
Bientôt, notre Dieu et Roi récoltera
The harvest from the land
La récolte de la terre
Hear O Israel
Écoute O Israël
The Lord our God, the Lord is One
Le Seigneur notre Dieu, le Seigneur est Un
And at this turning of another year
Et à ce tournant d’une autre année
May we turn to see His Son
Puissions-nous nous tourner pour voir Son Fils
[Refrain]
See Yeshua waits for you
Voyez, Yeshua vous attend
He longs to gather you in
Il aspire à vous rassembler
O hear the shofar calling out to you
O entends le shofar vous appeler
That you might know the ransom paid for sin
Pour que vous sachiez que la rançon de votre péché est payée
[Refrain]
You who know Yeshua
Vous qui connaissez Yeshua
Don't be silent anymore
Ne vous taisez plus
Sound the shofar to a dying world
Sonnez le shofar vers un monde mourant
Be ready for the coming of the Lord
Soyez prêts pour la venue du Seigneur
[Refrain]
Soon our God and King will reap
Bientôt, notre Dieu et Roi récoltera
The harvest from the land
La récolte de la terre
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Yeshuati (Mon Sauveur / My Salvation) - Elihana Elia | ישועתי –אליחנה אליה
Nice praise ! ♥
Chanson extraite de la Prière de reconnaissance d’Esaïe 12
“ Tu diras en ce jour-là : Je te loue, ô Eternel !
Car tu as été irrité contre moi, Ta colère s'est apaisée, et tu m'as consolé.
Voici, Dieu est Mon Sauveur,
Je serai plein de confiance, et je ne craindrai rien ;
Car l'Eternel, l'Eternel est ma force et le sujet de mes louanges ;
C'est lui qui m'a sauvé.
Vous puiserez de l'eau avec joie aux sources du salut,
Et vous direz en ce jour-là :
Louez l'Eternel, invoquez son nom,
Publiez ses oeuvres parmi les peuples,
Rappelez la grandeur de son nom !
Célébrez l'Eternel, car il a fait des choses magnifiques :
Qu'elles soient connues par toute la terre !
Pousse des cris de joie et d'allégresse, habitant de Sion !
Car il est grand au milieu de toi, le Saint d'Israël. “
+ Cantique des Cantiques 6:3a
“ Je suis à mon bien-aimé et mon bien-aimé est à moi. “
♥ ♥ ♥
Hébreux translittération
Ani chaiyevet otcha col achaiim sheli
Rak atah margish et libi
Ani Metzapa lecha
Kmo Maiyim bamidbar
Kmo Maiyim la neshama
Yeshuati
Ani ledodi ve dodi li
Shatiti et amayim shel achaiiim (shel aahava)...
Velo yehiyeh tmiah od leolam, Yeshuati
B'libi Tzipiti, B'libi Tzipiti
(Imratecha, l'ma'an lo ech'ta lach)
B'Kol Libi
French Version : Yeshuati (Mon Sauveur)
Je t’ai cherché toute ma vie
Toi seul remplis mon cœur
J’aspire à Toi
Comme de l’eau dans le désert
Comme de l’eau à mon âme, Yeshuati
Je suis à mon Bien-Aimé et mon Bien-Aimé est à moi
J’ai bu de l’eau de la vie, et plus jamais je n’aurai soif
Dans mon cœur, j’ai caché,
Tes paroles pour ne pas pécher contre Toi,
De tout mon cœur
Je suis à mon Bien-Aimé et Il est mon Bien-Aimé
J’ai bu de l’eau de la vie, et plus jamais je n’aurai soif, Yeshuati
English Version : Yeshuati (My Salvation)
I have searched You all my life
Only You fill my heartI long for You
Like water in the desert
Like water to my soul, Yeshuati
I am my Beloved's and my Beloved is mine
I drank from the water of life, and never more will I thirst again
In my heart I have hidden,
Your words to not sin against You,
With all my heart
I am my Beloved's and He is my Beloved
I drank from the water of life, and never more will I thirst again, Yeshuati
Portuguese Version : Yeshuati (Minha Salvação)
Te buscei por toda a minha vida
Só você enche o meu coração
Anseio por Ti
Como Água no deserto
Como Água para minha alma, Yeshuati
Eu sou do meu Amado e Ele e meu
Bebi da Água da Vida e nunca mais sede terei, Yeshuati
No meu coraçao escondi, No Meu coraçao escondi
Sua palavra para nao pecar contra Ti, com todo meu coraçao
Eu sou do meu Amado e Ele e meu
Bebi da Água da Vida e nunca mais sede terei, Yeshuati
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The Shiny Salazzle seems relieved that neither of the Vesils were mad at her for asking a question that upset Hollow. She’s never had friends before, so she’s worried about losing the their friendship. Upon seeing Hollow’s gesturing, she decides to lay down near the siblings to sleep. ……in the morning, Hollow will feel that terrible pain again, only this time, it’s not as bad as it was yesterday. Once everyone’s awake, the Chansey and the human return. [Good morning! How are you feeling today?]
When Hollow wakes up they groan a bit at the fresh wave of pain coursing through them. Yes it was better but damn did it still hurt terribly. They huff at the lights brightening and they want to just roll over and go back to sleep. However that stops when Chansey and the human enter the room. Finally they huff and start to sit up, the bandages covering their injuries showing that they're starting to get dirty. [Sore and tired... May I eat before we begin today?]
Ghost grumbles at being woken up but they do wake up and start to rouse all their little siblings for breakfast as well and look over to the Salazzle. All the little Shelis sleepily begin to go to the berries in order to eat though they are watching the human cautiously.
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hello shel. first of all i'd like to say sorry with how things ended out between us. sorry bcs i was a jerk who did not muster up and have the courage to say what i really felt. sorry kay gin amo ta ka na, nga i lied to u about myself when in fact u have been nothing but good to me. no words can compensate with what you're feeling right now. those two months na we've been together have been nothing but great and rewarding. i will forever be thankful sa sincerity nga gin show mo sakon -- na naging open ka gid sakon about yourself. i'm really so mad at myself to the point na i want you to scream at me for the things that i've done. i want you to take out that resentment against me. i am held accountable for my mistakes and i will accept whatever may come. despite this, i know you're strong. i know i'm a prick for telling u this but please be happy. i don't deserve your sincerity or anything good from you. i can only imagine the pain you'll be going through because of me. please do know that i'll be here supporting you from afar. i really have nothing much to say as i too am disgusted of what i've done and what i've become. i sincerely wish for your happiness, shely.
please be happy. happiness may not be present now because of me (hahaha potanginaaaaaaaa) but i know nga it is what you deserve and it will surely come in the near future.
please be happy.
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