#creatorem

[thefactsofthematter]

hello newsies tumblr! i’m back to post a scene i found in a random wip folder, from a fic that will probably never exist in full lol

please enjoy some sad canon era javid <3

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"...and I know we don't pray the same way, you and I, but your folks said you might not mind it if I sat with you and did this. Only one God, ain't there, so I figures we can ask Him for all the help we can get, every which way. Ain’t no harm in extra prayers."

That's Jack's voice.

David is awake, sort of, but too tired to open his eyes. His body is itchy, but he's too tired to scratch himself. His throat burns, so he doesn't dare try and speak.

He just lays there.

"This was my Ma's." He's placing something in David's hand. A string of beads, it feels like. "I should take the time to sit and pray it more often. She carried it everywhere. Only thing I've got left of her, really."

He wraps the beads around David's palm.

"You start at the bottom, see," Jack continues, as if he knows David's listening, "and you say a prayer for every bead. And you gotta have an intention, right— mine for today is that I'm asking God to get you better, 'cause you're starting to scare everyone, Dave, what with how you just keep getting sicker and the fever won't break. We can't go losing you anytime soon, so you've gotta get yourself better as soon as you can."

He's very sick, David realizes. That's why he can't move.

He's a bit scared.

But it's hard to stay scared for long with Jack Kelly holding your hand, so he starts to feel calm again.

"In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti," Jack murmurs.

David hadn’t realized Jack knew Latin. Wonders where he learned it, since he would've left school before the grades they started teaching it. He only went to school until he was eight— he told David that.

"Credo in Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem caeli et terrae..."

Jack continues on in words that David's tired brain can't make sense of, but it's rhythmic and soothing. There's a cadence to it like Jack doesn't actually know what he's saying, has just memorized the sounds, probably at church— it's like how David felt about some Hebrew prayers when he was little, just echoing back what he heard others speak.

From bead to bead, Jack mumbles quiet prayers, and David finds himself, somewhere in his fever-addled brain, feeling quite charmed and grateful that Jack would show him this private, vulnerable side of himself. His faith is deeply personal to him, David knows— it's there in the way he never puts on his arrogant show towards the nuns, the way he's quick to take his cap off even on the steps of the church, the way he scrubs the littlest newsies into their very best shape on Saturday nights and drags them to mass on Sunday mornings. David loves to watch him in those short moments before he eats his dinner each day, lips moving silently as he gives thanks.

It's a softer side of Jack Kelly that often stays well-hidden, but makes itself very endearing when it peeks through.

"I think I might be praying for a miracle," Jack sighs, after a long time of quiet whispering, counting along the beads. His voice is a bit shaky now. "But they happens, you know. They said so in the good book. I know it's the very same God lookin' after you and I, and I know He loves you and won't take you away from us here on Earth, not just yet. Ain't your time."

And he takes the beads from David's palm, replacing them with his own hand. He intertwines their fingers and squeezes.

David tries to squeeze back. It's weak, pitiful, but enough for Jack to gasp.

"I knew it," he whispers. "Oh, I knew it, I knew it, Dave. You're there, ain't you? You're listening."

And David wishes he could give him anything more, but he can feel sleep creeping up on him again, so he lets it come. Not much else he can do, but it's nice to hear some hope in Jack's voice.

[frozen-may]

♤•°Credo In unum Deum, Patrem Omnipotentem, creatorem caeli et terrae, omnibus visibilibus et invisibilibus.Et In uno Domino Iesu Christo unigenitus Dei Filius qui natus Est Ex Patre ante omnia saecula. Lumen est a Lumine, deus verus est a Deo vero, natus, increatus, Consubstantialis Cum Patre, totus ens.°●♤

[aracniss]

❝  ...  hey,  god.  's  me  again.  ❞

one  set  of  hand  is  clasped  in  reverence,  the  other  set  gloved,  smoldering  under  the  heat  of  a  makeshift  rosary.

❝  it's  been  a  hard  week.  hard  month,  really.  pop's  up  my  ass  something  awful  lately,  since  I've  been,  y'know,  thinking  'tings  over.  ❞

chin  tucked,  back  straight,  eyes  shut  :  the  perfect  catholic  schoolboy.  his  hands  shake.  he  doesn't  have  long.

❝  i  know  it's  too  late  to  forgive  this  sinner,  but  maybe  you  could  toss  him  a  little  strength,  huh?  just  enough  to  ...  to  do  what  needs  to  be  done.  ❞

vince  grits  his  teeth.  smoking  leather  irritates  his  eyes,  pulls  a  wheeze  and  a  cough  out  of  tired  lungs.  "  in  nomine  patris,  et  filii,  et  spiritus  sancti:  ❞  his  fingers  tremble  as  they  touch  his  forehead,  his  chest;  one  shoulder  and  the  other.  they  tremble  around  the  first  knot  in  the  cord,  but  he  holds  on.  he  holds.  he  breathes,  and  he  tries.

❝  credo  in  deum  patrem  omnipotentem,  creatorem  caeli  et  terrae  -  ❞

the  rosary  engulfs,  a  roaring  fire  in  his  palms  -  arackniss  staggers  to  deft  feet,  stamping  out  the  cord  like  a  spent  cigarette.  he  doesn't  bother  to  examine  his  palms,  sullenly  aware  of  the  heat  blisters  developing  under  the  surface  of  his  gloves.

he can't keep doing this.

[straynoahide]

Credo in Deum, Patrem omnipotentem Creatorem caeli et terrae Et in Iesum Christum, Filium eius unicum, Dominum nostrum

מלך מלכי המלכים

[spapmas]

APOSTLES CREED

I believe in God, the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth. I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord, who was conceived by the Holy Spirit and born of the virgin Mary. He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried; he descended to hell. The third day he rose again from the dead. He ascended to heaven and is seated at the right hand of God the Father almighty. From there he will come to judge the living and the dead. I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy catholic church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and the life everlasting. Amen.

Filipino: Sumasampalataya Ako

Sumasampalataya ako sa Diyos Amang makapangyarihan sa lahat, namay gawa ng langit at lupa. Sumasampalataya naman ako kay Hesukristo, iisang Anak ng Diyos, Panginoon nating lahat. Nagkatawang tao Siya lalang ng Espiritu Santo, ipinanganak ni Santa Mariang Birhen. Pinagpakasakit ni Poncio Pilato, ipinako sa krus, namatay, inilibing. Nanaog sa karoroonan ng mga yumao. Nang may ikatlong araw nabuhayna mag-uli. Umakyat sa langit, naluluklok sa kanan ng Diyos Amang Makapangyarihansa lahat. Doon mag mumulang paririto’t maghuhukom sa nangabubuhay at nangamamatay na tao. Sumasampalataya naman ako sa Diyos Espiritu Santo,Sa Banal na Simbahang Katolika, sa kasamahan ng mga banal;Sa kapatawaran ng mga kasalanan, Sa pagkabuhay na mag-uli ngnangamatay na tao, At sa buhay na walang hanggan. Amen.

Latin: Credo

Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem caeli et terrae. Et in Iesum Christum, Filium eius unicum, Dominum nostrum, qui conceptus est de Spiritu Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine, passus sub Pontio Pilato, crucifixus, mortuus, et sepultus, descendit ad infernos, tertia die resurrexit a mortuis, ascendit ad caelos, sedet ad dexteram Dei Patris omnipotentis, inde venturus est iudicare vivos et mortuos. Credo in Spiritum Sanctum, sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam, sanctorum communionem, remissionem peccatorum, carnis resurrectionem, vitam aeternam. Amen.

Niceno-Constantinopolitan Creed (English)

I believe in one God, the Father almighty, maker of heaven and earth, of all things visible and invisible. I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ, the Only Begotten Son of God, born of the Father before all ages. God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God, begotten, not made, consubstantial with the Father; through him all things were made. For us men and for our salvation he came down from heaven, and by the Holy Spirit was incarnate of the Virgin Mary, and became man. For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate, he suffered death and was buried, and rose again on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures. He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of the Father. He will come again in glory to judge the living and the dead and his kingdom will have no end. I believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life, who proceeds from the Father and the Son, who with the Father and the Son is adored and glorified, who has spoken through the prophets. I believe in one, holy, catholic and apostolic Church. I confess one Baptism for the forgiveness of sins and I look forward to the resurrection of the dead and the life of the world to come. Amen.

Niceno-Constantinopolitan Creed (Tagalog)

Sumasampalataya ako sa iisang Diyos Amang makapangyarihan sa lahat, na may gawa ng langit at lupa, ng lahat na nakikita at di nakikita. Sumasampalataya ako sa iisang Panginoong Jesu-Kristo, bugtong na Anak ng Diyos, sumilang sa Ama bago pa nagkapanahon. Diyos buhat sa Diyos, liwanag buhat sa liwanag, Diyos na totoo buhat sa Diyos na totoo. Sumilang at hindi ginawa, kaisa ng Ama sa pagka-Diyos at sa pamamagitan niya ay ginawa ang lahat. Dahil sa ating pawang mga tao at dahil sa ating kaligtasan, siya ay nanaog sa kalangitan. Nagkatawang-tao siya lalang ng Espiritu Santo kay Mariang Birhen at naging tao. Ipinako sa krus dahil sa atin. Nagpakasakit dahil sa hatol ni Poncio Pilato namatay at inilibing. Muli siyang nabuhay sa ikatlong araw ayon sa Banal na Kasulatan. Umakyat siya sa kalangitan at lumuklok sa kanan ng Amang Maykapal. Paririto siyang muli na may dakilang kapangyarihan upang hukuman ang mga buhay at patay. Sumasampalataya ako sa Espiritu Santo, Panginoon at nagbibigay-buhay na nanggagaling sa Ama at sa Anak. Sinasamba siya at pinararangalan kaisa ng Ama at Anak. Nagsalita siya sa pamamagitan ng propeta. Sumasampalataya ako sa iisang Simbahang katolika at apostolika gayundin sa isang binyag sa ikapagpapatawad ng kasalanan. At hinihintay ko ang muling pagkabuhay ng nangamatay at ang buhay na walang hanggan. Amen.

[sammywr1tes]

my roommate is a god (literally)

PROLOGUE - ft. sunghoon’s squeezy jesus

word count: 0.3k

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Seven minutes. Jungwon had seven minutes before Soobin hyung would arrive to pick him up.

He’d initially had 10 minutes, of which three he had just spent deciding if this was a good idea. Well, it was now or never, Jungwon thought, slipping behind the door of the janitor’s closet.

He fished out a strangely shaped holy water bottle (it was shaped like Jesus Christ, and squeezy, which Jungwon found slightly more disturbing) and gripped it tightly in his hand. After a quick glance at his phone, he recited a prayer:

“Te voco, dei paries. Servit mihi sicut pater tuus humanitati servit. Permitte me esse tuum dominum, donec transeam ad regnum alterum. Et adiuvabo te ad creatorem qui te genuit. ”

As he finished the last few words, Jungwon swished the now open Jesus bottle around his head three times. Some of the water got in his eye, which he considered penance for his AO3 history. He then sighed quietly and spoke in a clear voice: “Begone Thots!”

Initially, when the seller (someone called Sunghoon, who was… interesting to talk to) told him that those words were the most important part of the ritual, he resisted the urge to laugh. But now, when a bright light filled the room, Jungwon didn’t feel like laughing that much. Rather, he closed his eyes quickly, hoping to save his eyesight from an early demise.

A figure materialised in front of him, taller and bigger, but oddly familiar. He suddenly realised who it was as they started to turn around.

“What the fu-“

Jungwon definitely didn’t feel like laughing now.

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≪ PROFILES 2 • masterlist • NEXT ≫

SUMMARY: on a normal day, you’d see jungwon in his apartment on his own. today’s not a normal day, since he has a college senior (the minor god he summoned with a prayer and some holy water) and his best friend (a demon) living with him. it’s even weirder that they’re fighting for his love, or rather, his soul.

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TRANSLATION: i summon you, spawn of god. serve me as your father serves humanity. allow me to be your master until i pass to the other realm. and i will help you return to the creator who has sired you.

AN: the squeezy jesus is actually a thing i own if anyone wants to see it i’m willing to post a picture

TAGLIST: @enhacolor (open, ask to be added <3)

[ad-lucem-et-amor]

Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem caeli et terrae. Et in Iesum Christum, Filium eius unicum, Dominum nostrum, qui conceptus est de Spiritu Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine, passus sub Pontio Pilato, crucifixus, mortuus, et sepultus, descendit ad infernos, tertia die resurrexit a mortuis, ascendit ad caelos, sedet ad dexteram Dei Patris omnipotentis, inde venturus est iudicare vivos et mortuos. Credo in Spiritum Sanctum, sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam, sanctorum communionem, remissionem peccatorum, carnis resurrectionem, vitam aeternam. Amen.

[orbis-factor]

Beata es, Virgo Maria,

quae Dominum portasti creatorem mundi.

Genuisti qui te fecit

et in ætærnum permanens virgo.

And whence is this to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me? - Luke 1:43

[turangalila]

Credo – offertorium Missa Tournai (XIVe siècle) (Master of the Royal Motets) [B-Tc 476 (Mass of Tournai) Chapitre de la Cathédrale, Tournai, Belgium] Offertorium

Offertorium Beata es virgo Maria Quae omnium portasti Creatorem Genuisti qui te fecit Et in aeternum permanes Virgo.

Missa Tournai Ensemble De Caelis, Laurence Brisset (2008, Ricercar – RIC 265)

[the-feels-assassin]

Sunday Six

No Sunday Six proper because I literally just posted a fic! My first fic NOT in Avengers in fandom, but rather The Old Guard, which I am clearly obsessed with right now and have a lot of feelings about. So if you like the Old Guard, please please please go check this out!

It’s really short (especially for something written by me), but I think it’s possibly one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever written.

Here is the Truth

Summary:

“Tell me, Yusuf,” Andromache’s fingertips turn white, where they press against the neck of the wine bottle. “If it was Nicolò, how long would you search? How long would you scour the seas?” --- In which Andromache, Yusuf, and Nicolò discuss how much longer they should keep searching for Quynh.

And it begins here:

Here is the truth: Nicolò is not a man of words. He struggles to find the words to speak his thoughts unless they are given to him.

The Church gave him the words of his faith.

                Pater Nostris, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum…

               Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum….

               Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem caeli et terrae…

Yusuf gave him the words of their love.

               You are the moon when I’m lost in darkness.

               I could bask in your smile for an eternity.

               Love is too paltry a word; I adore you.

The world believes Italians are all poets and artists, but Nicolò is older than the Renaissance, from a time when Italians were called not to be poets but soldiers. Nicolò finds it easier to say words that are given to him.

I hope you enjoy it!

[the-arsonist-doc-ock]

Factum est simpliciter. Homines hybridas creaverunt, ut ad propositum serviant. Gladiatorum certamen, decoratio, opus utilitatis, omnes ad servandum creatorem suum vel quemlibet quem creator suus vendere eligeret destinati sunt. Idcirco existunt.

(It is simply fact. Humans created hybrids, made them to serve purposes. Gladiator battling, decoration, utility work, every one of them was designed to serve their creator or whoever their creator chooses to sell them to. That is why they exist.)

Hic locus est cloaca, sed haec aliqua utilissima notitia est, ita illud merito dabo.

(This site is a cesspool, but there is some rather useful information here so I will give it that credit.)

[politicallyincorrectblr]

Credo

Credo in unum Deum Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem caeli et terrae, et in Iesum Christum, Filium eius unicum, Dominum nostrum, qui conceptus est de Spiritu Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine, passus sub Pontio Pilato, crucifixus, mortuus, et sepultus, descendit ad inferos, tertia die resurrexit a mortuis, ascendit ad caelos, sedet ad dexteram Dei Patris omnipotentis, inde venturus est iudicare vivos et mortuos.

Credo in Spiritum Sanctum, sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam, sanctorum communionem, remissionem peccatorum, carnis resurrectionem, vitam aeternam. Amen.

[swansong1111]

Triptykon- Demon Pact •fan video edit •Jann Elderpredator •film : Pumpkinhead

Mountains shall move and streams return to their wells

These hands no longer grasp the power they once held

This ground is soiled by those before me and their lies

I dare not look up for on me I feel their eyes

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

My mind shall give way if my body has no rest

Mother of angels and of devils at her breast

Leviathan, Baalberith, Elimi and Gressil

So white is your skin that seraphs you could be

This ground is soiled by those before me and their lies

I dare not look up for on me I feel their eyes

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

Adora deum tuum, creatorem tuum

My lord redeemer, I shall deny you entry into my mind

Adora deum tuum, creatorem tuum

My lord redeemer, I shall deny you entry into my mind

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

On a pyre of envy they'll incinerate my bones

Corrupted minds shan't flourish by clemency alone

[creatorem-com]

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[ars-videndi]

Follower of Hugo van der Goes, Virgin and Child, c.1485, oil on oak, 32.3 x 21.4 cm. National Gallery, London

Left panel: Ave Sanctissima Maria m[ate]r Dei Regina Celi porta Paradisi Domina Mundi pura Singularis tu es Virgo Tu sine pec[cat]o Concepta concepisti Ih[esu]m sine o[m]ni macula. (Hail, Most Holy Mary, Mother of God, Queen of Heaven,Gate of Paradise, Mistress of the world, thou are a uniquely pure virgin; yourself conceived without sin, you conceived Jesus without any stain.) Right panel: Tu Peperisti Creatorem et saluatore[m] Mundi In quo non Dubito libera me Ab omni malo Et Ora pro Peccato Meo Amen. (You have borne the Creator and Saviour of the World in whom I do not doubt. Deliver me From every evil and pray for my sin. Amen.)

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[chrisabraham]

Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem; Creatorem caeli et terrae. Et in Jesum Christum, Filium ejus unicum, Dominum nostrum; qui conceptus est de Spiritu Sancto, natus ex Maria virgine; passus sub Pontio Pilato, crucifixus, mortuus, et sepultus; descendit ad inferna; tertia die resurrexit a mortuis; ascendit ad caelos; sedet ad dexteram Dei Patris omnipotentis; inde venturus (est) judicare vivos et mortuos. Credo in Spiritum Sanctum; sanctam ecclesiam catholicam; sanctorum communionem; remissionem peccatorum; carnis resurrectionem; vitam aeternam. Amen.