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monstraduplicia · 11 months

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daddy's little girl he broke in thirty: a dean winchester mix

1. abuse me - silverchair 2. adam raised a cain - bruce springsteen 3. alcohol - sisyphus 4. alibis - marianas trench 5. animals - nickelback 6. anyone who knows what love is (will understand) - irma thomas 7. black-eyed - placebo 8. blown wide open - big wreck 9. blunt force concussion - the dirty nil 10. break me - mcfly 11. burn & shine - the posies 12. call of the playground - shudder to think 13. carry that weight - the beatles 14. christian brothers - heatmiser, elliott smith 15. colossus - idles 16. coward's son - the ballroom thieves 17. daddy - korn 18. daddy's daughter - merricat crellin 19. damage control - the dirty nil 20. degenerate - the jesus and the mary chain 21. the devil you know (god is a man) - face to face 22. discipline - nine inch nails 23. don't let the sun catch you cryin' - jeff buckley 24. the drowners - suede 25. father - the front bottoms 26. father and son - cat stevens 27. father figure - george michael 28. father of mine - everclear 29. feel the pain - dinosaur jr 30. fiddle about - the who 31. forgiven - alanis morissette 32. fortunate son - creedence clearwater revival 33. freak - silverchair 34. friends in the sky - the dirty nil 35. fuckin' up young - the dirty nil 36. ghost - sky ferreira 37. girls - the dare 38. good boy - patriarchy 39. hang yer moon - the dirty nil 40. hard times - ethel cain 41. he needs me - shelley duvall 42. i burn - toadies 43. i know it's over - the smiths 44. i'm with you - avril lavigne 45. i need somebody - the stooges 46. infra-red - placebo 47. i woke up in a strange place - jeff buckley 48. judge yr'self - manic street preachers 49. last night i dreamt that somebody loved me - the smiths 50. life becoming a landslide - manic street preachers 51. lightsabre cocksucking blues - mclusky 52. loverboy - you me at six 53. low self opinion - rollins band 54. monster side - addict 55. moodswing whiskey - jeff buckley 56. mr. self destruct - nine inch nails 57. nancy boy - placebo 58. o death - rhiannon giddens, francesco turris 59. oh comely - neutral milk hotel 60. pain - four star mary 61. papa was a rodeo - the magnetic fields 62. please hurt me - the crystals 63. please please please let me get what i want - the smiths 64. prayer - big wreck 65. pretension//repulsion - manic street preachers 66. renegade - styx 67. runnin' with the devil - van halen 68. samarians - idles 69. send the pain below - chevelle 70. sex and violence - the exploited 71. the shining - badly drawn boy 72. simple man - deftones 73. slab - silverchair 74. song against sex - neutral milk hotel 75. story of isaac - leonard cohen 76. (they long to be) close to you - carpenters 77. thoroughfare - ethel cain 78. a trophy fathers trophy son - sleeping with sirens 79. two-headed boy - neutral milk hotel 80. two-headed boy pt. 2 - neutral milk hotel 81. unloveable - the smiths 82. wanted man - ratt 83. the weight - the band 84. western nights - ethel cain 85. what will you say - jeff buckley 86. whipping post - allman brothers band 87. you are a runner and i am my father's son - wolf parade 88. you can't always get what you want - the rolling stones 89. your flesh is so nice - jeff buckley 90. youth gone wild - skid row

#dean winchester #a lot of these are dean/john and sam/dean inspired btw #also i frequently add to my playlists so this is far from the final track listing #mine #mix

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desertleviathan · 16 days

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I feel like writing some short fiction about one of my FFXIV characters, but I don't know who it will be about. So I'm going to put it to you. Which member of the Amaranthine Maw pirate crew should I give a few dozen paragraphs to? Brief descriptions, then a poll to follow after the cut:

1.) Captain Siege Zabac (Hyur Highlander Male) is the Warrior of Light in this canon, and would much rather be fishing, cooking, and feeding as many people as possible with what he has fished/cooked than fighting stuff all the time, but he is a once-in-a-generation tactical genius and doesn't see himself getting out of the World Saving Hero business unless it's in a coffin.

2.) First Mate R'khsana Jannat (Miqo'te Seeker of the Sun Female) is the granddaughter of Siege's predecessor as captain, was literally born on a pirate ship, and may be the best sailor in the world. But she's like 23 so she has to wait her turn to be Captian, like the ambitious catgirl Riker to Siege's Picard.

3.) Quartermaster Griever Strzygasch (Hrothgar Lost Male) is so damn old (by the life expectancy of pirates anyway), he really should retire and take it easy somewhere. But nobody else on this crew is any good with money or long term planning, and he owes the captain his life a dozen times over, and anyway what would he even do in retirement? Better to die in a way people will tell stories about!

4.) Master-at-arms Auberont Gevaudan (Elezen Duskwight Male) is the heir to the Gelmorran royal line, but his only inheritance is a terrible dark wrath that he must be careful to only let out in battle with enemies who deserve annihilation. Other than that he's a very chill guy, the sort who seems to be on a first-name basis with the staff of every tavern, brothel, and gambling hall in every port town on the star.

5.) Chaplain Penitent Cormorant (Roegadyn Hellsguard Female) is a professional wrangler of spiritual and aetheric anomalies, an essential role on a ship in a world where all those nautical superstitions are very provably real. She's very good at what she does, and holds those around her to comparable expectations of performance. She's also the Captain's ex-wife. Nobody who knows that story is willing to talk, and nobody who doesn't know is brave enough to ask.

6.) Engineer Lockpix Burglebanks (Lalafell Dunesfolk Male, Goblin by adoption) is a former member of a notorious band of thieves, who the Captain pulled some strings to get out of prison. If he was willing to claim his birth identity there would be a considerable inheritance waiting for him, but he doesn't burgle and/or buccaneer for profit, he does it for the challenge.

7.) Navigator Usul Haragin (Au Ra Xaela Male) is weird even by the standards of his notoriously eccentric people, a visionary and mystic who followed an oracular dream across the sea to join this crew, and now patiently waits for the machinations of destiny to reveal why it was necessary for him to leave his clan and throw in with a bunch of rowdy corsairs.

8.) Surgeon Pandora Jarnvidr (Viera Rava Female) is not a member of this crew, she is a civilian passenger here by invitation of the Captain to pursue her own medical research... which conveniently aligns with how often a bunch of Sky Pirates incur novel wounds for her to examine. She is over 300 years old, and the only thing she really cares about any more is leaving a lasting contribution to medical research. But she is also the last surviving widow of the old captain, R'kshasa Nunh, and may feel some obligation to his successors.

#ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #siege zabac #griever strzygasch #lockpix burglebanks #pandora jarnvidr #penitent cormorant #r'khsana jannat #usul haragin #auberont gevaudan #the Amaranthine Maw

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ballisticiansfolly · 1 year

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It was in the stars – Trying to pick up and understand things referenced in The English, pt. 2/2

"Without you, I'd have been killed right at the start."

So, this is the second part of my writings about The English. Like the first one it's rather long, but unlike the somewhat scattered part one I'd say this one is more cohesive and easier to follow if the reader doesn't skip parts. I'm actually super excited to post this, because the topic of this post, a look into the religious beliefs of the Skiri, was what started this whole writing process two weeks ago. The more I looked into the topic, the more interesting it came. Most of the information for this post came from James Murie and Douglas Parks's book Ceremonies of the Pawnee, Part I: The Skiri.

Neither Eli Whipp nor Ckirirahpiks were names Eli had had since birth. Generally a Pawnee man would change his name several times during his life. Names were usually changed and bestowed publicly as a part of certain ceremonies. (Murie, J. R. and Parks, D. R. (1981) Ceremonies of the Pawnee.) Eli had most likely gotten the name Wounded Wolf because of his actions in the Massacre Canyon battle of 1873, and he wasn't particularly fond of it. The reasons for that were cultural.

According to the Skiri religious teachings a wolf was the first creature to experience death: people killed it for its deceitfulness and untrustworthiness, and as a consequence people and animals were destined to grow old and die. Overall wolves were seen as crafty and having thieving traits. In contrast, a wife or a daughter of a chief was expected to act with humility, be generous, and have a strong sense of social responsibility (Parks, D. R. and Pratt, L. N. (2008) A Dictionary of Skiri Pawnee.).

When it came to religion, the Skiri Pawnee were "the great star specialists." Their belief system focused on visible objects on the night sky, whereas the South Bands largely counted upon animals for support and guidance. The Skiri regarded stars east of the Milky Way as male gods, while the female powers reigned in the western sky. The creator of both heavens and heavenly gods was Tirawahat.

Religion and concern for the supernatural permeated most of the life of a Pawnee. The Pawnee seasonal rituals were tied to the observation of the stars and planets. The star god powers were believed to control food supply and war, and the animal powers controlled health and disease. Bundles, both sacred and lesser ones, served as shrines and were linked to different deities and animals, from whom a bundle derived its powers. Their leather coverings could double as star maps.

The village and band bundles were sacred bundles whose keepers were village heads. But each sacred bundle also had its own priest, kurahus, who was responsible of the ritual and knowledge linked to this specific bundle. The oldest and most important sacred bundle is the Evening Star bundle, wrapped in yellow calf leather. The story goes that Morning Star gave Evening Star the Evening Star bundle, and she passed it to the Pawnee people. The keeper of the Evening Star bundle was the chief of the Skiri, and the priest of the Evening Star bundle was the grand high priest of the Skiri.

The Evening Star bundle was necessary for the Thunder or Renewal Ceremony, also known as the Spring Awakening ceremony. The modern proper names of the twin stars of Kûhat are Lesath and Shaula.

In order to find the eastern and western halves of the night sky, you need to know your directions. I appreciated that The English had its viewers learn astronomy alongside Cornelia and there were actual constellations for us to see. It was great to learn to locate the North Star by following the line from the Big Dipper's ladle to the handle of the Little Dipper. As a side note, Evening Star's Pawnee name Cûpiriktâka directly translates to 'female white star.' When pronounced the consonant cluster 'kt' becomes the geminate 'tt' (Parks & Pratt, 2008). Morning Star Hûpirikucu means 'large star.'

The wife of the keeper, or some female relative, cared for the bundle when it was not in use. A bundle was hung (from one of the rafter poles) at the west side of the lodge, and below it was an altar, wihâru. The altar symbolised the garden of the Evening Star in which there were hills of corn that were kept green all the time. When the corn in this field dies, it is time for the world to come to an end. Four heavenly powers - Thunder, Lightning, Wind, and Cloud - looked after the garden and were always ready to obey Evening Star. In addition to them, Evening Star had four protectors: Bear, Mountain Lion, Wolf, and Wildcat.

According to the Skiri, Tirawahat made the heavens and then placed stars as gods there. The first one was Morning Star who was the god of war and had greater powers than any other god. The second god Tirawahat placed was Evening Star, the horticultural god, who was a beautiful woman and the mother of the first human being, a girl. The third and fourth were Big Black Meteoric Star, the god of knowledge, and Red Star who controlled the coming of the day.

The fifth ones created were the four powers mentioned earlier - Thunder, Lightning, Wind, and Cloud - and after them a group of divine chiefs watching over people. Placed seventh in the heavens were two beings in the north, Wind Ready To Give and Hiccough, who were ready to give when people were in need. Tirawahat placed Wolf Star eight in the heavens because he himself was a god for the wolf family and through the wolves would help the people.

North Star was the ninth placed in the sky and his job was to stand still. His father was South Star, the god of death, who rose now and then to see if his son was still at his post. South Star ruled over the land of the dead, the pathway to which is the Milky Way. Next Tirawahat created Black Star who was painted blue and controlled animals. Finally, Tirawahat placed Sun and Moon in the heavens. They gave the Skiri power through visions and dreams and were the parents of the first human male.

Above in bold text (the light weight ones are clarifications I added afterwards for the purposes of this post) are the steps in the first song sung during the Thunder Ceremony, the ritual associated with the Evening Star bundle. The song recounts how the world was created after Tirawahat had made the heavens and how the first humans came into being. While reading it I was reminded of something:

"How come you came from the South?" "Well... Should've left from Liverpool and I get that now. But, um, Southampton was closest, so that's how I ended up in New Orleans. The thing was, I was in a bit of a hurry and my son had just died, so... so my mind was foggy. Not foggy. It was more, um... it was more... I don't really know what it was. Or is, really. But, um... but the man responsible is here, so here is where I must be..."

I was gobsmacked, and started checking and my suspicions were proved correct: the whole plot of The English is a recreation of the Skiri Pawnee creation myth!

And no, despite Eli's somewhat misleading words he is not Morning Star of this story - that's David Melmont! The whole thing starts in Powder River '75 when the ambitions and amoral actions of David Melmont lead him to stumble through (in a very fucked up way and skipping a number of steps) the warpath rituals of the Skiri - all under the watchful eyes of the messenger of their supreme being. And as mentioned, wolves are deceitful creatures.

When a warrior leader sets out on a warpath he borrows his warrior's regalia from a bundle priest; Trafford's trip was co-financed by Cornelia's father at her behest. Then the man selects volunteers to go with him and rejects some, particularly those who can't stay awake; Corporal Jerome McClintock and Troopers Billy Myers and Timothy Flynn were at Sand Creek '64 as First Volunteers and volunteer for this massacre, too. War stories are told and pipes smoked, then the leader instructs one of the men to hunt for a buffalo skull on the prairie; McClintock and his cronies have gone AWOL under the pretext of hunting buffalo.

Next, the leader makes an offering of tobacco to gods (among others one called Father Hawk) and announces his intention to kill and scalp enemies and chooses his second-in-command; "So, what are you gonna do with him when you found him this, er, this Hawkey fella?" Finally, the warriors are supposed to attack a village with the intention of killing and scalping a few men. Four men are selected to do the scalping. After the attack the war party has to return riding horses in a single file. The men imitate wolves and the leader's head and face must be painted red.

After the warriors' return back to the village informal celebrations were held in the outskirts of the village. When the leader had visited his own lodge he returns the borrowed regalia to the priest he borrowed it from, recounts the tale, and smokes a pipe. The leading warrior (the one who took the first scalp) is supposed to cover the costs of the closing ceremony at the priest's lodge and he may ask for help from others for this. At the closing ceremony the priest opens the bundle in his care and replaces the sacred objects in it with new ones. After the priest has given his closing speech the scalp owner will start preparing a thank-you gift for this priest.

After the ceremony "the scalp owner was now under under obligation to lead a good life [...] for he was to make the New Fire for the people." As we well know, in Hugo Blick's version Melmont ends up raping Cornelia and stealing her money, thus becoming a manifestation of Morning Star, now preternaturally successful in all his endeavours. Morning Star was known to the Skiri as the father of the first human, a girl, who he begat by vanquishing Evening Star's four animal protectors and then "marrying" her. Morning Star was a god who provided fertility and success in war, but the prize he asked for his aid was sometimes a human sacrifice. He was painted red, had a soft downy head, and carried a war club.

When asked Eli justified his return to Watts's hotel that he had wanted to retrieve his bag. Originally my reaction to that day's events had been like Eli's, something I was willing to overlook despite its overall weirdness. With the new perspective, I'd say that there had definitely been signs Eli had noticed subconsciously and to which he'd reacted.

Firstly, Eli (Wolf) had gotten attacked when he asked for water; clouds (a source of water) and wolves being linked to each other in the Skiri culture. When Wolf's death had seemed imminent, Cornelia had arrived from south (South Star ruled over the land of the dead) and stepped out of Sebold's stagecoach passing the dead bird (A bluebird carries prayers to the sky). Then despite the still air, wind had blown on her face. Wind was one of the powers obeying Evening Star, and Wind Ready To Give (or Send Forth) and Hiccough were heavenly beings from north who were ready to help those in need of aid.

Evening Star could perform wonders by speaking and waving her arms, and irrationally Cornelia's actions had led to Eli's release. When Eli returned having escaped death, he found her wearing a scarlet dress; the colour red also associated with wolves. Like Evening Star Cornelia even had her own Evening Star bundle, the locket. So Cornelia and Eli set off on horses whose colours matched the aforementioned star and its sacred bundle (white and yellow). The long winter was over, Evening Star had decided one hell of a Spring Awakening was in order.

#the english #the skiri pawnee #constellations #cornelia's home address is 5 holland park; west; london #why am i not surprised #the skiri religious beliefs #the english 2022 #the spring awakening ceremony #eli's names

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incorrectlifewithderek · 1 year

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LWL Live reaction

POTENTIAL SPOILERS AHEAD:

PROFESSIONAL BAND LEAD SINGER DEREK?!?!? YESS!!! YES YES!!!

DEREK DADDING SO HARD RN!

JUDGE CASEY?!?! Smother?!? ooof ohhhh Lawyer Casey! Outfit seemed very judge-ish

Daddy Derek dadding x2 “consequences” 😭

He’s gotta pack his own bags poor baby

SHE MARRIED A HOCKEY PLAYER?!?! (she’s married 😭)

Luca being a prankster? never would’ve guessed.

“oh we’re really embracing the whole door slamming thing… gotcha.. very cool.”

HEAVY METAL SPIN CLASS?! I wanna!

Derek and Casey!!! HUG FIRST?!? YES

Cousin version of Dasey?

SHARE. A. ROOM. YOU. TWO.

“Uncle Derek’s VERY immature” “I know! I love it!”

“oh…and you’re still with George…”

CHEF DEREK HEADCANON CONFIRMED

ohhh it’s a ROCKY marriage.

Casey is a helicopter mom (who says she’s not)

omg it’s his famous mac and cheese!!

“i wish we were cousins AND sisters” 🥹🥹

“come on, im a grown up now” “…eh”

SIMON?! YOU ARE A GROWN UP?!?

Simon on Academic Probation. Aww he takes after his biggest bro

Sugar High Kai 😂😂

I love Simon 😂

They’ll find you Kai

SIMON BAD GO DO YOUR ESSAY

Accidental Jewel thieves George and Nora

Casey. You have lawyering to do. DONT TAKE THE BATH DO THE WORK.

Go karting. oh here we goooo

poor worker is NOT paid enough

Flirty Simon

TRUMANS LAST CHANCE!?!? Better not be what I think it is 👀👀👀

TURN OFF THE BAth

don’t forget the littlest one

“had my own chair” maybe not the best thing to be proud of.

oh no Luca was mean 😭 and now Skyler is sad 😭😭

oof she didn’t turn off the bath

Babe you’re gonna need more than mop

THE PRINCE!!!!!!

It’s definitely George’s genetics that cause chaos kids

Truman’s Last chance is a female singer?

Principal Lassiter to Officer Lassiter. Yeah that tracks.

Again I love Simon.

Accidental Jewel thief pt 2: electric boogaloo

oh no creepy guy gonna go to the house 👀

Willow x Simon 🥹 I love them

BTS stan 😂

tell him off girlie

oh no. a bear!

she fell! her leg!

Derek quit uni after one semester and made Casey break up with his gf? TYPICAL

Aww she doesn’t hate her cousin anymore

“Like Derek! Only worse!” DANG Casey!

Jealous of her being a rockstar’s daughter when he’s a rockstar’s nephew AND a famous hockey player’s son.

Derek having a panic attack is making me tear up 🥺

“Chief Mills says to sit tight” “are we doing that” “no! give me the keys!”

Derek is so scared 😭😭 her song 😭😭

A HELLICOPTER?!?!

Kai in the ceiling 😂😂

“did you guys bring me presents?” 😂😂

The House-Warm-a-versery is gonna happen?

Derek being love and telling Casey to get to work in the most loving way 😭

Gave making this Awk

OH NO CREEPY JEWEL THEIF

Aur naur he sneakin

Luca and Sky!! be careful!

smart! lock him up!

haha he’s trapped

Good job Luca! Not scaring the party but getting help!!

SAM!!!! RALPH IS A BRAIN SURGEON!!

YOU SAID IT OVER BUT IT WAS NOT OVER!!

D-ROCK!!!!!

Luca being a sweet son

“Hey Case-“ “yes, Der?”

GUEST HOUSE?!? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

please I NEED A WHOLE SERIES NOW!!!

#life with derek #not an incorrect quote #life with luca #derek venturi #casey mcdonald #lwd #simon venturi #venturi and mcdonalds

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sapphicflower-ao3 · 3 months

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thank you @werewolffeelings for the tag!!!!

my top 9 fave albums of all time 🙇🏽‍♀️

1. Good Faith - Madeon

2. Moral Panic (The Complete Edition) - Nothing But Thieves

3. Worlds - Porter Robinson

4. Discovery - Daft Punk

5. Dance Moves - Franc Moody

6. Collide With The Sky - Pierce The Veil

7. Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine

8. Brand New Eyes - Paramore

9. tryhard - The Band Camino (this is technically an EP oops)

oof that was hard, especially because i wanted to only do one album per artist so i wouldn’t just overrun the whole post with the same three artists lol

i’m gonna be real, idk who to tag 😭 if you follow me and you’re seeing this and you want to do this please go ahead!!!

#tag game #ty for the tag bae :3 #i love talking abt my fave albums #also like the fact that 3 of these are albums i was obsessed with at 13 years old LOL #i’ll never move on….#tbh i do technically have albums i love way more than some of the ones i included #but as i said #i wanted to limit it to one album per artist #was honestly tempted to add 2 Mello’s “sounds of tokyo-to future’ but i only listened to jt last year so #might have to let it marinate for more years LOL

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rose-of-pollux · 8 months

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AU Roulette, Entry 2/3

My chosen fandom for the AU Roulette challenge was Scooby-Doo.

My second prompt was: High Seas AU.

As before, posting this just to tumblr for now; if I ever expand on this, I’ll crosspost it to AO3.

Title: The Point of No Return (1/1) Fandom: Scooby-Doo Rating: K+ Summary: [AU] Captain Frederick Jones and his loyal crew aboard the good ship Mystery are in pursuit of notorious brigand Morgan Moonscar after the pirates run off with important artifacts of a familiar warlock.

Captain Jones look out over the bow of the Mystery, his green-painted ship, as it sailed the warm waters.

“What’s our course?” he asked.

Navigator Dinkley looked up from her charts and compass.

��We followed the trail of the Maelstrom through the Gulf and through the Caribbean Sea,” she reported. “We’re passing from the Caribbean to the Atlantic.”

“Like, I’m keeping her steady as she goes, Captain!” First Mate Rogers called from the wheel of the ship.

“But we still haven’t seen any sign of the Maelstrom—or our quarry on board of it,” Tactician Blake sighed, as she paced the deck.

“Given the direction and speed of the currents, this is the quickest and the easiest way that the Malestrom could have come,” Navigator Dinkley promised. “It’s only a matter of time—just wait and see.”

“I hope so,” Blake sighed. “The Great Mage entrusted us with retrieving the artifacts that were stolen from him. We can’t let him down—why, I feel like I’d be disappointing my own father!”

“Have faith, Tactician Blake,” Jones assured her. “We won’t allow that thieving pirate to get away with this!” He looked up to the crow’s nest of the ship, where a large Great Dane kept watch. “Ahoy, up there! What do your canine eyes see?”

“Rhots of water!” Watchdog Scooby barked down. “Rhand a few clouds rhout there, too!”

“Well, keep a lookout for the Maelstrom!” Jones instructed. “The Mystery may be smaller, but we’re also faster—we should catch up to Morgan Moonscar and his men in no time at all!”

“Right!” the watchdog barked.

First Mate Rogers sighed, suppressing a nervous gulp as he maintained the ship’s current course.

“What’s wrong?” Jones asked, sensing his distress.

“We’re faster than the Maelstrom, sure—like, I don’t have any doubt that we’re gonna catch up to it,” he said. “…My worry is what happens when we do catch up! I mean… are the stories about Morgan Moonscar and his men true? They’re supposed to be the cruelest band of pirates to ever sail these waters!”

“It’s possible,” Jones admitted. “I wouldn’t put anything past Morgan Moonscar—especially if he’s brazen enough to steal from the Great Mage.”

“And that’s why we have to stop him!” Tactician Blake exclaimed. “The Great Mage has many magical items and treasures that were taken—imagine what could happen if Moonscar and his men figure out how to use them!”

“The last thing we need is for them to become even more dangerous than they already are,” Jones sighed. “We have no other choice—plus, we gave our word to the Great Mage. Maintain our course, Rogers.”

“A-Aye-aye, Captain,” Rogers promised, his voice a little shaky.

They continued onward, the sun sinking through the sky as time ticked on; soon, it was dusk, and the stars were beginning to brighten in the sky.

It was then that Watchdog Scooby suddenly froze, his night vision mercifully better than that of his human crewmates. He yelled out an alarm—

“A Rhip!” he barked.

Captain Jones seized his spyglass and ran back to the bow; he could, indeed, discern the shape of another large ship.

“Is it the Maelstrom?” Tactician Blake asked, her eyes wide.

“I can’t make out the name,” Jones sighed, frustrated. “Hold on—let me see if I can see what the flag is…” He focused the lens as his crew fell utterly silent, waiting to find out what they were up against. Jones suddenly exhaled. “They’re flying the Jolly Roger—that’s got to be the Maelstrom!”

First Mate Rogers shivered, but continued to grip the ship’s wheel.

“A-Awaiting instructions, Captain…!” he managed to say.

Jones turned back to his crew; they were all looking at him for instructions, not just the First Mate.

“What’s our current position?” he asked.

“We’re nearing the Bermuda Triangle,” Navigator Dinkley announced.

“Rhand there’s a storm brewing there!” Watchdog Scooby added, taking note of the thick, dark clouds obscuring that part of the sky.

“We need to catch up to the Maelstrom and find a way to board it to get the treasures back,” Jones realized. “We have the element of surprise right now; this may be our one and only chance—and the storm may prove to be the cover we need to catch up to them further. Maintain our course, Rogers. And Tactician Blake? Prepare plans to board the Maelstrom!”

“Aye-aye, Captain!” they both echoed.

Captain Jones continued to stand at the bow, watching the Maelstrom draw closer.

He had no idea what he and his crew were getting themselves into. But he was determined to protect them from Morgan Moonscar—to the end, if necessary.

It was the least he could do for his crew—his friends.

#AUroulette2023 #scooby doo #fic

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captainkurosolaire · 1 year

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Budokai 3 Finale: Bury or Surface

(C.F) Thunder Fists - (1.) ♫Black Water♫ / (2.) ♫Welcome To Hell♫

The Sixth Layer and final Hell of Earth. Here lies the burial thieves and defiles of nature, liars and revisionists. Water rampantly surged below as a flood was approaching them now. A single solitary rope came and dropped down on the side above. Where life nestled. Their close crewmates, the lives they had beyond this pit that nearly had beaten out of another to remember. Up above that single rope. Was a haven they shouldn’t forget to cherish. What laid was their reward for every hardship thus far, a continued flourish of life! To remain stuck below, was a nameless end and be buried in depths they fittingly deserved. The most tribunal death-match was brought back, but some traditions are always better left forgotten. Sickly they felt under the pressure. Flayed skin and marred by their disgusting sins. Liberation in the very cosmic souls they held, weighed. As the now ancient astrologist once rattled on to an old kingly sailor what to expect. This was the Endwalk.

Dehydrated and unsteady limbs the cladded black mane, Seeker the only man remaining still barely on his feet, began making his walk out of stamina to even run the remainder of the marathon. Blood loss made him hear lunatic sounds, heightened and labored breathing, he felt his body almost astrally leaving him and as if he was outside of it already, just another spectator trying to root on. His heart palpitations were drumming vigorously. As his fingertips once again took that reach all but yet familiar. Remembering a tyme he tried snatching a star that was abducted from him. Or washing ashore in the Black Shrouds with no identity, only a feral outlook. A savageness to eat, rip, or be torn by the fellow beasts. Nomadic he became, to a point the animals that once hunted and he hunted became more similar that the people of Gridania raised bows and torches against him. Eventually splitting his soul and losing a chunk out of it. But without something filling that void other half on a fateful, he wouldn’t have survived. And here once again, the same thing happened. Every-time, his reach was consistently inadequate to hold anything of importance, no matter the key, or how hard he kept it close to his chest. He couldn’t measure up. Like, dark poetry his body collapsed in a heap right as it touched his only escape out of hell. This world with no mistake about it was reserved for strength. As the new ushering age pitched up to his feet, Sinbad took his lurching advancements to ascension. Valiantly is the fallen, and the Miqo’te attempted to reintroduce a new verse in history. Where stature, upbringing, power wasn’t the entire equation of what gave ripples to the seas. Sluggard pace the champion of five seas made until finally gingerly grappled at his rightful claim and took the rope and was wrapping it around his waist and making a harness to propel himself up the climb. A ruckus was spewed back between both crew’s as they were reacting loudly and fighting one another in shouting for their Captain’s to get up and win, or even better, live to another day. The low breathing scoundrel with a welt and swelled up eyelid and face that was all smashed in looked to the sky and saw shade silhouettes. As thoughts traversed and mind raced his heartbeat and breathing contesting to stay afloat on the bed of water feeling up and drawing up to his ears turning those chants and drowning them. To conqueror or to be conquered. Treasures. Landmarks. Even people, or… oneself. He recalled a fragmented memory of his Captain asking him young what is it he wanted? Dreams came to mind with a childish voice, goal as per usual in youth. To hold a head higher than all the rest. Stand the tallest amongst a sea of giants. To lead a wildly diverse crew as the freest band in renown. What was the thing that always, every turn cost him, the nightmare. Himself. He finally accepted it in that moment, he'd become a conqueror. But he wasn’t after landmarks, or a lick of glint. Nah. All that was insignificantly less. Valueless. It’d all fall in line. He wanted to chart and conquer his own being. To find the extents of every fucking miserable sack of flaw written and scarred into him and accept it. This pit? It suddenly felt inviting and a secondary home to be fond, but he couldn’t stay here. His spirit erupted and he pieced himself together and got up with grit in his facial features, the desperation on the line. Sinbad halfway up and out suddenly felt a pull of his legs in weight as a clawing fiend, he thought left behind gone and buried was clawing out. A resistance of kicks was trying to knock him off but the Seeker leapt up and wasn’t going to hold out his ticket out of here. The Miqo’te appeared on the side as they took turns bashing each other trying to knock the other out with shoves, kicks, punches. “I can’t lose mate!” As the Seeker grappled a fist full of hair and bashed the Highlander’s head into the wall. He teetered but shot back, “You can’t win either!” The feline acrobatically jumped slightly up above the top of the rope ahead of Sinbad and now had the driver seat above. Clinging tightly with a leveraged forearm behind the rope and using his one good. Sinbad had his nerves rocked, reaching and grabbing that pitiful creature’s tail and yanking it aside now with two ropes. The water quickly was chasing them up. The Seeker stomped back to try shaking himself free as he fought his tail being yanked and taken until landing a decent hit to the face of Sinbad who was forced backward and his hold, rogue slipped past and was passing the brute by. Half his body made it to the edge as the Seeker was nearly up. As his own pants and ankle was grabbed by the long wingspan and reach of a true successor to the next generation of pirates and was getting whacked and assaulted to damage the lower limbs. Clung back with a burning resolve. The Seeker shimmy with his hips and waist his belt-buckle removed earlier he took no shame in discarding him of his pants into his briefs. Breaking free and moving himself up to the tip-top of the climb. Crawl pathetically like an insect! Came back to mind and frame as the Seeker saw his Crew behind the thicket and line, the grail. The giant following short pursuit behind. The Miqo’te tried standing up but instantly collapsed, his limbs were giving out all his strength left was to use his chin and elbows to scoot up and wiggle forth. A sudden sizable rock hit square in the back with a violent bash as it grounded him. The Highlander had reached out of the pit as well and used that hit to grab the ankle and pull backward the rogue as he advanced over him with power coming back into control and play. Trampling over the wretched pirate and now he took the leading position so close at the final-stretch. Unlike Solaire, he could properly regroup and stand and just rush himself to victory. Which he started to recollect and draw himself up. It was to blink a moment and miss it. Kuro slammed his forearms and pushed himself up. He was so far behind and couldn’t cover that distance by walking. Soaring past him and almost cheering him up, the remarkable butterfly, after all its consistent effort, was finally flying from its wounded wing. A spiritual guide! He spun his back questionably and faced the wrong direction of the finish line and drew up his finger into a gun and aimed it at the soils. His entire sight blurring and body washing over in waves. Channeling his aether into a single point. Time to take a shot, a golden shot. With all his last ditch effort he catapulted and launched himself off the ground, unable to use his legs and one arm. As he came barreling to the standing Sinbad who was a few steps away he drew his elbow out and it bashed directly into the back of the neck, knocking out the Highlander from making that huge step, as they both stopped and collapsed and crashed. His back shredded against the ground. Stunned crew collapsed on their knees and each grabbed their skulls. Who the hell won. The representative of the last Budokai stepped in to officiate with clarity. “Outstanding! Both competitors had succeeded past the threshold of the finish line! ...Although the Winner of the Third Budokai and Six Layers is… Captain Van Sinbad!” But he was completely unconscious and out of it the victor had no ability to celebrate. The reason for the easy decision was that Sinbad’s whole body had gotten over the goal line, while only half of the Miqo’te surpassed it, ilm’s literally away and there could’ve been a decisive draw. Incidentally by Kuro’s last choice to strike out his competitor it was a small enough error that halted his own movement in the process. Yet undeniably it was likely he would have not been able to avoid the next step Sinbad was going to take regardless. Crew of the Young Sinbad exploded in vibrancy as they rushed to collect their leader and haul him to medical attention and now they further cemented themselves in accolades. His beloved harlot kissed him passionately and stroked the cheeks of the fallen winner. As the loser was left to once again lament. He didn’t win again. Worst of all, his Crew that agreed to this would suffer the terms. Despite wanting and needing to win and finding a new direction from those trials, he faltered. But something was different about this entire loss. Most of his Crew warmly rejoiced around him. As he mouths a barely coherent apology. Gark, the one who threatened if he was ever caught moping Captain again or sulking one he’d pummel said, “Why are you apologizing kid? That was bloody-awesome! A helluva show!” Sheik Sphere his Bard, “Thou beloved Captain fret not, I personally was captivated! I could hear the strings of your heart. Indeed a symphony that called to thine own!” While clutching symbolically to his chest rhythmically. The First Crewmate Judas stepped in who was often relatively calculated and genuine with truth no matter how it may come harshly. “You gave it all, more apparent, you lived… Consider what was expected in a deathmatch. I believe the Crew had no doubts or needed further convincing. We’ll win one of these waves and when it transpires, we’ll never stop.” He whistled in a stretcher to the medical assistance from the tent nearby. A sea roe stepped in with praying hands drawn together, “For you to live was all I could’ve wished.” With a tear jerk of genuineness. An envious brethren figure in a Raen with a snarky comment under his breath, “Pfft, I could’ve won…” As he slurped on a huge jug of whiskey and had a motor fan just to help himself from the sheer heat and light himself a cigar. Truthfully Captain was his hero and wanted to be better than him. With envy and greed though of course strongly. Sol was the best type to assume he’d betray but many would be deceived in his loyalty of recent. But none could ever possibly know his real feelings. Casta could share somewhat that sentiment that she actually was rescued a long time ago, or multiple and often wrote fictions about Captain this was something no different. But she rushed over and cried on his chest. “Don’t w-worry I promise to put you back together! Better than ever.” She worried and blamed herself with insecurities. She tried to fix his nagging injuries after he was assaulted and gave him a placebo pill that suddenly ‘cure’ to try giving him clarity he could fight in this. Cause she knew how important this showdown was to him. But she had just put recognition that maybe this was on her. Not knowing no matter what this wasn’t something for debate or could’ve been evaded. He would’ve showed up and fought regardless. He couldn’t have backed out of this. That’s not how the agreed creeds work. Kuro was depleted and patted her head, “I trust your capable hands, you can’t fail me. Da..mn… I fer th’ longest, reminded unavoidable curses I lay with. But now I’ve got a taste of a bles..s..in’.” Giving her once more reassurance and his Crew before slipping into his own critical slumber. The remainder of his band voiced their own but did so as he was out and strapped up to essential IV fluids and medical appliances. The future shock would be coming in the next Moon’s to follow, And cultivate a year of tumultuous undertaking.

#Lot of a soap-opera drama to begin after this #Tales of the Goldbrand #Budokai 3 #Creative Writing #Sinbad the Young #-Captain Kuro Solaire #Six Layers #FFXIV #Final Fantasy XIV #Highlander #Seeker of the Sun #Miqo'te

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Meet Noah Sage Napoleon Bradford Aoratos;

Fc: Jason Simmons.

Fic Title: The Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook.

Nicknames: Sunshine boy, Sunflower, Sunshine, flower boy, Ghost boy, ghost prince, Koala boy, Koala, blondie, Sunny, giggles, smiley, Golden Guy, Goldie Locks, Musturd Head, Sun Ray, Yellow Fellow, Honey Head, Sweets, Bloom, Blossom, brother bear, boo boo, Zippy, Small Fries, Shortie, Charming, Minion, Huggie, Homie, Half-pint, Halfling, Dimples, Amigo, Bruddah, Bredrin, Brethren, Bitsy, and Baby Brother.

Sexuality: Unknown at the moment.

Pronouns: He/him.

Birthday: March 20.

Height: 3"2.

Hair Color: Golden blond.

Eye Color: Sky Blue.

Place Of Birth: Mount Olympus.

Hobbies: Playing in Haul's band, hide and seek, dress up, tye dying things, making flower crowns, playing house, running errands, braiding hair, making plants grow, watching cartoons, coloring, singing, dancing, treasure hunting, dressing up his stuffed koala, tea parties, etc.

Likes: Playing the lavta, bouzouki, the Harp, the lyre, and bağlama. Koalas, sunshine, flowers, foral prints, the sun, music, bright colors, tattoos, long hair, tiny furniture, flower suckers, talking plants, bugs, piercings, dress up, plays, stuffed animals, silly bands, slap bands, swimming, etc.

Dislikes: Needles, bullies, being evil, his friends sad or hurt, the dark, people trying to cut his hair, lightning, thunder, and Frollo.

Favorite Musicians: Vampire Weekend, Slipknot, Lizz Robinett, Fall Out Boy, The Offspring, Taylor Swift, Cher, Blink-182, Green Day, Iron Maiden, and Black Sabbath.

Physical Quirks/Scars: Sun-kissed skin, dimples, freckles, and soft features.

Family: Hades (father), Persphone (mother), Mal Fae (paternal half sister), Hadie (twin brother), Treycor Fae Aoratos (paternal half brother), Alex Aoratos-Sinclair (paternal half brother), Darcy Aoratos (parental half sister), Skia (full sister), Hercules (paternal cousin), Meg (paternal cousin by marriage), Herkie (first cousin once removed), Ariel (first cousin once removed), Urusla (first cousin once removed), Uma (second cousin), etc.

Honorary Family: Fiona Foundling and Hannah Hook.

Friends: The Stormbringer crew.

Pets: Cerberus.

Love Interest: Fiona Foundling (Future).

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Optimistic.

Introvert or Extrovert: Ambivert.

Occupation: Student at Dragon Hall and Junior/cabin boy of Hannah Hook's crew.

Extracurriculars: Gardening club, art club, Piracy, Ballet, band, and drama.

Favorite Animal: Koala.

Favorite Color: Pink.

Favorite Book: 'The Koala who could' by Rachel Bright.

Favorite Food: Sunflower seeds, fruits, veggies, and anything koala/flower shaped.

Favorite Drink: Pomegranate juice.

Favorite Movie/TV Show: The Wild Kratz and The Lorax.

Favorite Class: Artists and Thieves.

Background: Youngest son of Persphone and Hades, Noah Aoratos was born on Mount Olympus and was raised on the isle until the barrier came down when he was 10. He's Hannah's cabin boy and Fiona Foundling's future true love. He's also probably the most adorable, most sweetest person on the isle.

~~~~Playlist~~~~

"You are my Sunshine " by Christina Perri.

"Pocket full of Sunshine" by Natasha Bedingfield.

"Happy" by Pharrell Williams.

"Wagon Wheel" by Darius Rucker.

"The Kids Aren’t Alright" by Fall Out Boy.

"Thanks for the memories" by Fall Out Boy.

"Thunder" by Imagine Dragons.

Inspired by @thecaptainsgingersnap and @theinnerworkingsofoc yet again. Made to cheer @cleverqueenchild up. This one is for @cleverqueenchild .

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Raccoon Sky Pirates: 2 Heists 4 Trash

A band of merry thieves ply their trade in a quiet suburban neighborhood. They happen to be raccoons and they have a sky ship powered by magnets. Raccoon Sky Pirates is a rules light RPG about teamwork and mischief. We played two heists in this session. Enjoy! Maddy as Kit Aaron as Brisket Jack David as Rabies Eddie Ross as the GM

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My 2023 Media

MUSIC Top 10 Bands/Artists Seeming Auger Esoterica Elm Au4 I:Scintilla Mesh Junksista VNV Nation Black Nail Cabaret —————————————————————————— BOOKS People Of The Whale - Linda Hogan The Comfort Book - Matt Haig Milk and Honey - Rupi Kaur Dirty Laundry - Richard Pink & Roxanne Emery Digital Minimalism - Cal Newport Dreaming The Eagle - Manda Scott Dreaming The Bull - Manda Scott Dreaming The Hound - Manda Scott Meditations - Marcus Aurelius Twist Of The Magi - Caren J. Werlinger

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FILMS Sonic The Hedgehog The Menu Cocaine Bear Elvis Catherine Called Birdy To Leslie Renfield Beyond The Black Rainbow Chronesthesia/Love And Time Travel Moonfall No Men Beyond This Point Safety Not Guaranteed Barbie Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves —————————————————————————— TV SHOWS Ongoing The Curse Yellowstone Up-To-Date/Completed Picard Foundation For All Mankind 1883 1923 On Hold The Good Place Love, Death & Robots Black Mirror —————————————————————————— GAMES Ongoing Not For Broadcast Stardew Valley Starfield No Man’s Sky House Flipper Do Not Feed The Monkeys Not Tonight 100% A Plague Tale: Requiem Assassin's Creed: Freedom Cry Spyro Reignited Trilogy Completed Main Story As Dusk Falls Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 1 & 2 Mass Effect Legendary Edition Return Of The Obra Dinn

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Update/Supplemental: 8/5/2023 5/10 888 Jesus Christ Post. Almost exactly on the three day anniversary after the 8/5/2023 5/10 888 Jesus Christ post… Posted All 10/10 Posts at Approximately 22:04 UTC on 8/5/2023. Part 2/3.

Making Of - You Belong With Me (On The Set With Taylor Swift)

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Published: February 19, 2023 (50th day) Duration: 16:21 (981 seconds) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoeIoLL-sJI SoeIoLL-sJI eiijllooss 5+9+9+600+20+20+50+50+90+90=943. 943+981=1924. 1924+50=1974.

Strong's Concordance #1974 hillul: a rejoicing, praise, merry, a celebration of thanksgiving for harvest. Original Word: הִלּוּל

Every night, a network of NASA all-sky cameras scans the skies above the United States for meteoritic fireballs. Automated software maintained by NASA's Meteoroid Environment Office calculates their orbits, velocity, penetration depth in Earth's atmosphere and many other characteristics. Daily results are presented here on Spaceweather.com.

On August 09, 2023, the network reported 50 fireballs. (28 sporadics, 20 Perseids, 1 Northern Delta Aquariid, 1 Southern Iota Aquariid)

Strong's Concordance #50 Abishua: "My Father is rescue/freedom," from 'ab and showa'; Father of plenty (i.e. Prosperous); two Israelites Original Word: אֲבִישׁוּעַ

"…And there's something to be proud of about moving on and realizing that real love shines golden like starlight, and doesn't fade or spontaneously combust. Maybe I’ll write a whole album about that kind of love if I ever find it." - Taylor Swift (2012 Red album liner notes)

Tonight I Can Write (The Happiest Lines Remix) - Pablo Neruda ft. Taylor Swift Pablo Neruda: Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.

Taylor Swift: I said remember this feeling I passed the pictures around Of all the years that we stood there on the sidelines Wishing for right now We are the kings and the queens You traded your baseball cap for a crown When they gave us our trophies And we held them up for our town And the cynics were outraged Screaming, "This is absurd" 'Cause for a moment, a band of thieves In ripped up jeans got to rule the world

Long live the walls we crashed through How the kingdom lights shined just for me and you I was screaming, "Long live all the magic we made" And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid Long live all the mountains we moved I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you I was screaming, "Long live the look on your face" And bring on all the pretenders One day we will be remembered

Hold on to spinning around Confetti falls to the ground May these memories break our fall Will you take a moment? Promise me this That you'll stand by me forever But if, God forbid, fate should step in And force us into a goodbye If you have children someday When they point to the pictures Please tell them my name Tell them how the crowds went wild Tell them how I hope they shine

Taylor Swift - Eras Tour - SoFi 8/8/2023:

“What do I say to you after that?” Swift said in response to the applause, as captured in videos from the night. “That was so deeply abnormal and beautiful. I don’t know what to do or say.”

“I think it’s safe to say that I, like all people, will experience a certain amount of emotional downward spirals throughout the course of the rest of my life and in those moments, you can rest assured I’m gonna think about what you just did,” she continued, getting slightly emotional. “And I’m gonna feel better. So thank you. That was insane. It was crazy.”

“I’m going to spend several decades trying to figure out words for how that just made me feel,” Swift added after the night five standing “O.” “I’m trying to get it together. I’ve completely lost control over my brain, and that’s your fault. I’m just gonna float through the rest of the show, so thanks for that.”

Taylor Swift - Sweet Tea and God’s Graces (from her 2004/2005 demo CD) Tire swings, summer dreams, honeysuckle on the breeze Wilson County creek Laying in the green grass, I was watching clouds pass Baby, you were watching me Cold barns, truck beds, everything you said Slowly educating me I never had a lesson so sweet

You can get high on a first kiss You can get by with sweet tea and God's graces You can love like a sinner and lose like a winner Nothing's shatterproof You can crash and burn and come back someone new And that's what I learned from you

Autumn rain, window pane, looking how the leaves change Just like the two of us Still got your laugh, your ghost, your jacket Guess I loved you way too much But I'm a little smarter, my heart's a little harder But it's still soft enough to cry Cause I remember those times I remember

Saw you just the other day All that I could think to say was "Hey, how have you been?" You caught me with that old smile Said, "It's really been a while And I still think about back when" We used to get high on the first kiss We could get by with sweet tea and Jesus And you can love like a sinner and lose like a winner Nothing's shatterproof You can crash and burn and now I'm someone new And that's what I learned from you

June 10, 2016 was the 162nd day. Strong's Concordance #162 ahah: Oh! -- ah, alas! Original Word: אֲהָהּ

Strong's Concordance #2524 cham: husband's or wife's father, father-in-law, hot. Original Word: חָם

Ladson, South Carolina 4.7 km (2.9 mi) SSE Population: 13790

Goose Creek, South Carolina 10.7 km (6.6 mi) ESE Population: 40633

Miles Teller/"Goose" - Great Balls of Fire (From “Top Gun: Maverick”) With a Foundation of/Beginning with 1944 and Valentine's Day…

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Published: June 16, 2022 (167th day) Duration: 2:14 (134 seconds) 2/14: Valentine's Day https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVcMsjyKlaM pVcMsjyKlaM acjklmmpsvy 1+3+600+10+20+30+30+60+90+700+400=1944. 1944+134=2078. 2078+167=2245.

1944+Valentine's Day=Love… Strong's Concordance #2245 chabab: to hide (as in the bosom), i.e. To cherish (with affection) -- to love, hobbyist. Original Word: חָבַב

John 8:31 To the Jews who had believed him, Jesus said, “If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. John 8:32 Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”

John 11:9 Jesus replied, “There are twelve hours of daylight every day. During the day people can walk safely. They can see because they have the light of this world.

John 13:34 So now I am giving you a new commandment: Love each other. Just as I have loved you, you should love each other. John 13:35 Your love for one another will prove to the world that you are my disciples.”

"The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone." - George Eliot

"I keep waiting for the roof to cave in. I was raised to follow the Golden Rule, you know, treat people the way you wish to be treated. That's kind of the way I live my life. Maybe someone up there likes me for that." - Matt LeBlanc

"My favorite six words in recovery are: trust God, clean house, and help others." - Matthew Perry

"Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such." - Henry Miller

#august #hope #taylor swift #the eras tour #ts eras tour #swifties #you belong with me #friends #video games #gaming #cheat codes #matt leblanc #matthew perry #george elliott #henry miller #miles teller #Youtube

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the pantheon

Pyro: God of fire, foresight, time, timelines, wildlife and prophecy

Familiars: a stag and a doe

Cattail: God of water, knowledge, futilely, creativity, orientation of romantic attractions and other attractions.

Familiar 2 crocodiles and 2 alligators

Suntail: goddess of life, creation, sun, fate, the pyre

Familiars: spiders

Soleks: God of the dead, wine, revenge, family, gates, hospitality and is the ruler of the four afterlife realms

Familiars: two twin cats that look like the Ying and yang

Black feather: God of death, truth, plants, mental health

Familiars: two ravens

Hellfire: deity of war, blood (relationships of any kind as well as the stuff you bleed out) magic, literature, academics, and witchcraft

Familiars: two owls

VA: the god of nature of all living creatures, human nature, impulse, stars, the hunt, summer, order, hearth, seabirds (and waterfowl), constellations

Familiar: a twin headed snake and loons

Goat’s leaf: the god of the nature of all living creatures, night, instincts, healing (physicians), sickness (also disease), autumn, history, and society

Familiar: two goats

Zephie: is the patron goddess of sea voyaging, wind, weather, climate, and nature disasters, navigation and ships, pirates, sailors, sea trade.

Familiars: two sheep

Silver tongue: the goodness of agriculture, tree bare, wisdom, humanity, sky, home, and architect

Familiars: dragonflies, Caimans

Loco: God of trickery, festivals, souls, the craft, mountains, mischief, and madness

Familiars: foxes, coyotes and coywolves

Thistle: God of justice, karma, cause and effect, consequences, blacksmithing, working with fine metals, new tree, sun, and weapons

Familiars: axolotls

Northern lights: the spirit and god of memories, hope, dreams(sleep), doorways, maned wolves, textiles and guardian of the between also king of limbo.

Familiar: An Asian type of dragon

kenós: goddess of death, childbirth, femininity, masculinity, guardian of souls with disabilities (visible, physical, mental, and invisible all under all under the term, disability) and space (void)

Familiars: crows and wolves

Alcove (half dik-dik): the goddess of felines, canines, flocks, herds, ink paper, parchment, allegiances, witches, Philla and Agape.

Familiars: frogs and Karas

Kir-kor: is the god of victory, mutiny, brutality, discord, chaos, (the four before celebrations is more of sub aspects) celebration, morality, anarchy, father of all healer and smiths of all types.

Familiars: pigs or boars

Oka-la: is the deity of the swamps, sugar cane, starches, motherhood and fatherhood, virginity, hunger, and mother of the blades (warriors)

familiars: Banded Water Snakes

Jute: goddess of snakes, birds, Aurora borealis, thieves, merchants, railroads, silver, and gemstones

Familiars: seals and peacocks

Hope-la: the god of dawn, caves, beauty, grasslands, stories and archery

Familiars: Moles and Jaguars

Dise-rsra: the goddess of dusk, dragonflies, lava, mother of dancers and entertainers of all types

Familiars: secretary birds

Dyved: goddess of philautia, marriage, cunning, potions, messages

Familiars: Polars Bears

Ermina: god of ruins, communication, strength, clocks, roads, parties, community

Familiars: The Asian golden cats and meerkats

#pantheon #gods #dream smp #philza dsmp #dsmp #Kristen mumza #lady death #ghost au #ghostza #my au

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Ironman moneyclip

Men Wallet Money Clip Card Holder Cowhide Leather Rfid Slim Multifunction. Mercifully, she said yes!Īre public proposals cringey? Let us know what you think in the comments section below. New EVA Large-capacity Pencil Case Spiderman Ironman Batman Capital American. READ MORE: Triple jumper performs 'salmon' routine after attempt goes badly wrongįortunately, a couple of bystanders stepped in to help, massaging his legs as he whipped the ring out once more - this time lying flat on the ground.Īfter being lifted back to his knees, a grimacing Moriatiel eventually popped the question, prompting wild cheers from the surrounding crowd. What could possibly go wrong? 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War is a deadly business, and for a split second in Iron Man, the story’s comic-book mask falls and the mortality of the enterprise comes to the front.The plan was simple complete Ironman challenge, propose to girlfriend, live happily ever after. Relatively new hcim (btw) wondering what everyones method for making cash was. The sequence isn’t a warning that a man in powered armor might drop you out of the sky it’s that a freak accident will. Rhodes’ cover for the incident - a training accident - is painfully on-the-nose when you consider that training accidents kill more U.S. military, that one scene in Iron Man actually captures a sad reality of the military-industrial complex: for all the money and investment spent on high-tech military equipment, this shit breaks and breaks often - and U.S. But there’s a delicious sliver of irony that, despite the fact that these cinematic appearances are supposed to be advertisements for the U.S. military personnel aren’t the central heroes of these stories, which focus on more otherworldly phenomena (sorry, Captain America). 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redveil - learn 2 swim

(Jazz Rap, Pop Rap, Alternative Hip Hop)

The 18-year old rapper unveils his third album, a cool-headed and richly colored account of his emergence into adulthood and the new emotions that come with it. Self-producing the entire album and with only a few guests by his side, learn 2 swim is a turbulent but elating new time in redveil's life.

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Listening to redveil is the best way to get an understanding of hip hop's legacy. Releasing two beautiful full-length albums before he turned 18, Marcus Morton's music as redveil is the best reference book for how the 2010s rap scene has influenced a new generation. His style of rapping is influenced by both the thoughtful bars of Earl Sweatshirt and the pop instincts of Kid Cudi, beats borrowing the explosive stylings of mainstream trap, the lush layers of jazz rap and neo-soul, and Morton's love for all of it at the center. His sound is easy to peg as derivative for how much it pulls from other artists, but Morton gets his artistic voice by faithfully bringing out the best in what he loves about each artist who inspires him. His third album, then, is a breakthrough, learn 2 swim the most singular and expressive statement he's put out to date, Morton fully taking the reins on production and letting his ambitions roam free. It's his most volatile project yet, playing with a different idea on each track and not worrying too much about sonic cohesion throughout, but it's those little breakthroughs that make learn 2 swim such a maturation for the young rapper. Centering his songwriting around growth, new perspectives and fluidity, learn 2 swim shows the care and wit behind his pin more than ever. He pays homage to his hometown on the Band of Thieves-sampling pg baby, clever couplets that key you in on Morton's tendency to twist words for beautiful imagery that preserves his message ("All my brothers climbing, we repellent to the bottom / Every second spent to never have another autumn") and explores what it means to be a part of the county's unique rap scene, later rapping over electric piano and warm horns about his past mistakes and accepting the failure of youth to be better in the future. It's even more sobering and compassionate than Niagara was, Morton's first years of young adulthood shaping his perspective as he looks towards his future with a more hopeful and nurturing eye. His production here also helps move that along, taking a cleaner and less hazy approach this time around for greener jazz rap tunes and punchier pop rap tunes that sacrifice the edge of his older sound for something more sleek and dynamic. Obvious highlight and lead single diving board throws soulful saxophones and a piano chord progression on top of a wonky groove and funky bassline, his melodicism coming out stronger than ever as he celebrates his success and those who helped bring him to it, but there's more overt trap songs here like sky and mars that harness those warm harmonies in a more unique fashion, the beautiful jazz harmonies on the former bringing a tension to the hook while his more aggressive presence on the latter emphasizes his drive and passion with his music. learn 2 swim is the more explorative project he's put out yet, playing with different rapping styles and beats that, while not always an improvement for Morton, show that he's coming closer to finding his comfort zone where his music thrives best. But the highly individualistic path Morton takes here also reveals how important outside minds were to helping develop his sound early on, a good chunk of learn 2 swim riding on unnotable beats and some awkward vocal moments that can cause the album to explode like soda filled with mentos. It's mainly on the more accessible side of the album, the rowdier trap sound not beneficial to Morton's sound or production a majority of the time. You can hear the bass fizzle and clip on tracks like automatic and new info, much too scratchy for beats utilizing soul and jazz samples as much as these ones do. Balance is a constant issue throughout the album, Fly Anakin's nasally bars too sunny and energetic for the launching midtempo groove of automatic, his verse like a puzzle piece slammed into a spot where it just doesn't fit. It's extra grating when the best of learn 2 swim is so pristine and easy on the ears. The poppier songs don't get enough shape to stand out either: working on it an unusually limp finale with its hook dragging across the floor and Virginia singer Sam Truth holding each note for too long and stiffening up the beautifully layered production on better, Morton never seeming at ease enough to let these more exuberant songs out fully. It's too often an occurrence that these songs need to move more fluidly, for Morton to relax on the mic and let the music move at its own pace rather than trying to keep things under his control the entire time. The biggest advancement learn 2 swim makes for Morton is showing him the full breadth of his musicality, the places he's perfected and the places that need more work, no longer hiding in the clouds of dreamy, abstract hip hop and opening himself up fully for the first time. The results aren't always the greatest, but what's most exciting is his willingness to go for things whether he knows where they'll take him or not. It's easy to forget how young Morton is when his music is this powerful and well-composed, a kid just out of high school putting out better projects than most double his age. There's no question his music will continue getting better, and imagining him as one of the future pillars of hip hop isn't hard in the slightest. learn 2 swim's got its host of issues, but the joy Morton takes in trying out new things is palpable and makes the album a joy to listen to regardless, the rough edges made up for in his adventurous nature and new artistic goals that crown him the leader of hip hop's youngest generation. As he continues to find his voice, Morton's music only improves, learn 2 swim the catalyst for things even more valiant and moving as he moves past his teenage years and figures out exactly what he wants from the music he makes. Right now, it seems like it's only a finger's length away from him.

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