#pl: los santos

[fromdusks]

Jake Inez

[bluelolblue]

He was so fine in the ruthless 😫🙏 an absolute asshat but so seggsy😋-

-news anon

YAYAYA NEWS ANON ‼️

FRRR LIKE LOOK AT THIS HOT ASSHOLE

He's so hot pls one chance 😞

[gustingirl]

alguien que sepa de video edits (hacerlos obvio) que me escriba porque tengo tremenda idea para un los simuladores edit pero tengo menos talento que una planta

[aliveinacoffin]

Kinda request

hi! I just wanted to ask if u could write a fic of any fandom and character of ur choosing! I enjoy reading your fics so much and I would love to read one of your own liking! Thank you and have a great day <333

i love you guys so much i literally would eat a baby for you guys PLS 😭😭 decided to write a gta v fic with micheal because GYATT damn do I love him, also sorry this took so long, I have like, a trillion fics to write 🥲

Wedding Ring

You knew Micheal was married with a wife and kids, and that he went through hell and back to keep them safe and alive. When he goes off this crazy adventure and he has to hide from the cops, where does he go? That's right, the woman who he has been sharing a bed with the last four years.

Fem!Reader: She/Her pronouns and descriptions

TW!: NSFW, cheating, ghosting, manipulation

It was a nice and sunny day, something that was usual for a city like Los Santos. Still, you took advantage of this fact. You were lounging in your backyard with nothing but a swimsuit on, trying to suntan in peace with your music playing loud as possible, enjoying the feeling of the sun's hot rays on your skin. 

That peace was quickly disrupted.

"Why the fuck are you playing music so god damn loud?" A familiar gruff voice barked from behind you. You snapped your eyes open, quickly sitting up to see the offender who disrupted your peace and broke into your house.

"Oh Michael." You groaned, laying back down on the white pool chair. The separated plastic part of the white chair dug in a satisfying way into your back.

"Seriously, Jesus it's eleven in the morning." Michael stumbled over to your phone, angrily smashing the side buttons.

"Damn who shit in your cereal? Or maybe drink would be better." You scoffed, pissed that he was even here. The old man hadn't contacted you in months, ghosting you after he fucked you in some shitty motel near sandy shores. 

"An old friend of mine and my whole fuckin' family." Michael mumbled, and you watched him behind your black sunglasses approach the bottom of your sunbleached chair, resting his hands on your ankles. He looked down, light green eyes watching his hands trave circles in your ankles. With his motions, his gold wedding ring glittered in the California sun.

"Why are you here?" You asked, not bothering to move from your position hands resting on your stomach. Your fingers suddenly felt very bare.

"I just wanted to see you, is that such a crime?" He shrugged, but his hands started to trail higher, now rubbing on your calfs. 

"Well, aside from the fact you haven't spoken to me in months, let a lone texted me. No, I guess not." You pulled your legs away, sitting on the side of the long chair. You still watched him, hands grabbing tightly on the metal, burning the palms of your hands.

"You know how it is, life gets in the way." He tried to wave you off, shrugging his shoulders. Michael had already taken off his suit jacket, white shirt looking grey with your vision. So he expected you to just hop on his dick right away?

"Yeah, I'm sure it does. With your wife and family keeping you busy." You got up, walking over to grab your phone and speaker.

Michael didn't say anything to that, instead he just watched you. He silently followed you inside, stopping you from closing the sliding glass door on him.

"Seriously Michael, why are you here?" You growled at him, not bothering to spare a glance back at him. You stopped at your sink, resting your knuckles on the metal appliance. His heavy footsteps followed you, and through the window above the sink you saw him come up behind you, watching you.

"I just have a lot of stress, and my therapy is always telling me to get rid of it." Michael's large hands rested on your hips, still watching your face.

"Then go to your wife. I'm obviously not anybody to you." You looked down, unable to meet his watchful gaze. Instead, you regrettable made eye contact with his ring. "Go home, go to your fuckin' over priced shitty therapist and your shitty family that your always whining about." You snapped, but you made no motion to move away from his hands.

"They left me." He admitted lowly, and that made you look up. Michael was not an honest man, he was a lying hypocrite who constantly cheated on his wife. He was always the type to skirt around the truth when it harmed him and constantly complained when he could. The man had left a life of crime, that much you knew, and ever since had regretted it.

"Why?" You asked softly, making eye contact with him again in the window. It was hard to see him, with your glasses and the bright sun outside, so you opted to take them off, making the appeal of Michael much clearer. Though, you couldn't stand stand look at him.  Michael loved making eye contact with you, for a reason you never knew. But it absolutely pained you to watch his eyes fill with want and desperation. 

"I'm not a good man. I chase things that I'll never get, things I can never keep." He leaned over your back, breathing into your neck. He pushed your hips back, pulling you flush against him. His hands wormed their way under the elastic of your bottom, rubbing and pinching the fat there. He pressed gentle kisses into your neck, lightly nipping the skin that was presented to him.

"Is that right? What about the things you have?" You knew for Michael no matter what he did, no matter what he got, nothing would ever be good enough for him. The perfect life he could have in his own expensive mansion is ruined by his own self hate and incompetence. 

He just scoffed at that, like the very notion of his luxury car and permanent retirement from life was so hard, something to just be brushed off like nothing.

"What about me? When will I stop being enough? Or have I already?" You asked, stopping his movements. He had already gotten the strings halfway down your ass, reaching just the top part of your bottom. Michael stilled, unmoving against your warm body.

"No, I can never get enough of you. I had to work on my marriage, but I never stopped thinking about you." Michael admitted, and that made your head hung low. You knew he was prone to just saying whatever would get him into your pants. He always knew what to say the exact words that would make you drop to your knees.

"Or maybe because I'm some pretty young thing who won't give you crabs." You tried to lighten the mood, tried to tease to cover up the aching hole the older man had unknowingly made inside you. He had created a Michael shaped hole in your heart that made you mourn during random hours of the day, and when he would fill it in the late hours of the night it soothed your bleeding heart.

"Hah, maybe." That made you tear up, eyes fluttering while he slipped off your bottoms, groping you fully. You could feel his hard on pressing into you, demanding its way onto you.

He slipped two calloused fingers down, tracing up and down your slit, gathering the wetness that has accrued.

"You act so fucking bratty, but you're so god damn wet." He barked in your ear, mocking you as he slipped a finger in. You sighed, rocking back against his fingers, wanting, needing more. Who knows when the next time he'll come back? 

If ever.

"Come on, you know I can handle way more than that." You rushed, wanting to just get this over with and never wanting this to end.

He tugged on your hair, pulling at your scalp.

"Don't rush me, just shut up and look pretty." Michael's past actions would attest to that, he loved it when you argued, when you threw fits and pouted, he loved every minute of it. Because he knew that if he pushed you for enough, you'd beg for his cock, you'd be crying and whining for it, you'd be crying for him.

Michael never was the one to love a submissive woman, would he like to have one? Sure, any man would. But after a while it would get boring, there'd be no angry sex, no makeup sex, there'd be no back talk for him to shut up. Plus, it would be like speaking to a void, nothing important would actually be said, just a blank woman who agreed to everything and anything.

"Then fuck me silly, hey, that rhymed!" You laughed, before a moan got caught in your throat. Two more fingers shoved themselves into you, stretching you out quickly. It would've hurt more if you weren't already wet and near painfully horny. In truth, Michael was the only man you've slept with in a while. You've had flings with other people, maybe one or two serious relationships thrown in, but when you met Michael, an old depressed angry father, right up your alley might you add, at that disgusting old bar, well, everything and everyone else was thrown out the window. Then, you started seeing each other regularly, you dropped all the people you were talking to, even the sweet girl who had really taken an interest in you, and he had stopped going to cheap hookers, instead going to you solely to satisfy his sins.

He said nothing in response, merely just resuming his harsh treatment of your body, curling his fingers inside you beautifully, his memorization of your body never once faded. Your moans grew louder, curling into your counter until your stomach pressed painfully into the sharp edge.

"Just put it in me already, you old fuck." You spat, trying to push back against him. Michael pulled his fingers out, slapping your ass painfully.

"Watch your mouth when you're begging for my cock." He growled, nonetheless, he pulled down his zipper dutifully and fished himself out. He slid himself up and down your slit  wetting himself with your juices, bumbling and pressing into your clit over and over again. It drove you absolutely crazy, unable to buck and finally just put himself into you. You arched, trying to entice him as much as you could, white knuckle gripping the sink. 

Finally, finally he slowly slid into you, and you both let out a low groan. Michael must've been impatient, since he thrusted his way fully into you, filling you so fast it felt like he was in your ribs.

"Fuh-fuck Micky." You whined, and he wrapped his arms around your middle section and boobs, holding you tight while he absolutely rammed into you. Usually, because of his age and inactivity, he preferred to be on the bottom, let you do all the work. But he must've missed you, maybe he was pent up, or maybe he was taking his anger out on you. Either way, it felt heavenly, his thick cock ramming into you, feeling him drag inside you in and out at a brutal pace, not allowing you to think. 

"Of course you like that, huh? Like my cock inside you, treating you like some cheap slut." He growled in your ear, and it would've made you wetter than you already were if you couldn't feel the cool metal digging into your boob. The reminder of what it meant searing into your soul. You hummed lowly, darting your eyes away from him, finding the counter suddenly interesting. Michael seemed to sense your mood shift, and slowed down, but he never stopped. Instead taking to shallow thrusts inside you.

"What's wrong?" He asked, more annoyance in his voice than care.

"Nothing, why'd you slow down?" You lied through your teeth, trying to buck your hips and resume his pace. But he held you tight and close, even if Michael never really worked out, and was closer to fifty than forty, he still had years worth of muscles underneath.

"Because your poutin', now tell me what's wrong?" He asked again, tone sharp and asking to be tested.

"Your ring." You spat out, feeling slightly ashamed.

"What about my ring?" Michael snapped at you, fully stopping his movements.

"It's digging into me." You knew that wasn't the only thing that bothered you, it haunted you almost everyday knowing you were technically a homewrecker. He had two kids and a wife waiting at home for him, and even if he complained about them, even if both him and his wife cheated on each other constantly, it was still wrong. Usually when you complained about his ring he moved his hand, or set it down gently to the side. But not this time.

Michael groaned, and in one swift movement he threw the ring across the house, and you heard it cling! loudly behind you.

"Michael-" You started to reprimand him, but he bent you over fully on your counter, and let you go. He placed his hands on the counter, using it to slam into you again.

"Oh fuck!" You yelled, eyes nearly rolling into your skull.

"Told you." He was breathless, and you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. 

"To-told me wh-what?" You squealed when he pressed that delicate spongy spot inside you, making you see stars.

"I needed you, all I can think of is you. All your annoying remarks, the way you feel around me, how you look at me like I'm not an absolute piece of shit." Michael leaned down, pressing his head into your neck, nuzzling into you.

"Then why'd you leave?" You managed to gasp out, feeling your orgasm steadily appeared. That wave of pleasure was slowly crashing closer, it made the thoughts in your head become less coherent, nothing mattered aside from the way Michael made you feel.

"I didn't have a choice, I didn't want to. Had to. I never stopped thinking about you." He lifted one hand, and trailed it down, circling your aching clit. You keened, clamping down on him while your vision whited out. Michael grunted, fully pressing himself into you, and you could feel him filling you up, painting your soft walls white.

You both took a minute to breath, still connected while you panted. Slowly, slowly he pulled out of your over-sensitive walls, leaving you achingly empty. You and him just stood there, panting, unmoving.

“So, you gonna dip, or are you going to hang out here for a bit?” You asked, still a little breathless. There was that bitterness again because no matter what Michael said, he’d end up leaving one way or another.

“I think I’ll hang out here for a little bit.” He shrugged, and as you spared him a glance you watched him tuck himself away, not bothering to clean himself. 

You sighed, hobbling over to your bathroom to grab a wet wipe to clean yourself up.

“Whatever.” You called out. “You know where the door is.”

Michae did end up staying for a week or two, sleeping in the same bed as you and spending any time he could with you. For a second you believed he really did change, that he really did want you, instead of what you could offer.

But one day, when you came home from work and called out to no response, you realized he was gone. You sighed, split between wanting to check under the couch or living your life with as little damage to your psyche as possible. 

The former side of you won, your heart pounding in your ribcage. A new wave of sadness ushered over you, your heart aching as your stomach turned, pain overtaking your whole body.

He took the ring with him.

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Com a repercussão desta PL e mobilização foi possível perceber a mentalidade "diabólica" e medieval destes religiosos fundamentalistas e o quanto o fascismo religioso está presente em nosso meio. Através dessa questão foi possível ficar mais evidente a quantidade de abusadores que existem neste país e a quantidade de pessoas que são a favor deles,basta observar inclusive os comentários que estão repercutindo é revoltante.

Há diversos fatores além deste citado que beneficiam algozes neste país, principalmente pelo fato da sociedade ser extremamente sexista e conservadora em diversos aspectos e a política e a classe judiciária ser baseada em aspectos misógenos e a moral cristã.

Digamos que estão aproveitando a situação para "sairem da toca" e justificado às suas atrocidades em nome de um Deus criado pelo ego deles e uma história de 2.400 anos atrás distorcida pela mão do homem para benefício próprio,torturas e manipulação de massas.

Se você defende isso e qualquer outro aspecto que favoreça algozes você também está no mesmo nível deles,você defende um abusador? Então você também é um abusador,também há sangue em suas mãos e não adianta usar uma religião ou qualquer aspecto "angelical" para camuflar isso,do mesmo mesmo que há sangue inocente nas mãos deles também haverá sangue inocente nas suas mãos.

Sabemos que a lei favorece algozes e dificilmente eles são condenados,na verdade acontece o contrário a vítima é condenada e violada inclusive pela classe judiciária e funcionários do poder público e sabemos o quanto a justiça é elitista e odeia mulheres, principalmente mulheres pobres,pardas,negras e periféricas.

Há todo aquele fardo moralista que impõem sobre a vítima,principalmente quando ela nega o perdão ao algoz já que parte dos costumes da sociedade são baseados no cristianismo e o que foge destes parâmetros é condenado e visto como algo ruim,isso também é uma forma de violação e abuso,abuso psicológico.

Essa PL favorece apenas algozes,você não vê absolutamente nada favorecendo a vítima pois o sistema em si não acolhe a vítima pelo contrário julga e condena,ela sofre inúmeras retaliações. Mas algozes caminham normalmente como se nada tivesse acontecido e estivesse tudo bem e a maioria deles se convertem a qual religião? O cristianismo,pois o sistema cristão é um lugar perfeito para eles,o sistema deles é construído para defendê-los,basta recordar do caso da Daniella Perez,o algoz tornou-se um "santo" porquê tornou-se pastor e ainda teve mais duas esposas,a primeira que ajudou ele no assassinato,a segunda e depois a terceira que colocava ele em um pedestal e difamava a vítima.

Então os porcos estão saindo da toca,os religiosos "cheios de Deus" a serviço de quem? De um Deus criado pelo próprio ego e tudo o que há de mais imundo dentro deles,eles querem impor a ditadura deles a todo custo exigem respeito mas não respeitam ninguém,você vê um luciferiano,feiticeiro ou qualquer outra coisa indo de porta em porta impor a sua fé em alguém? Você vê um Satanista no ônibus e um umbandista "cantando pontos de macumba" dentro do ônibus 7 horas da manhã ou obrigando você a seguir a palavra de Lúcifer se não você vai ser castigado?

Se alguma dessas religiões fizessem isso seria um alvoroço,um absurdo aos olhos deles mas eles podem impor o seu fascismo diariamente,se o país é laico então jamais deveria existir bancada evangélica e menos ainda tantas coisas serem baseadas em uma moral religiosa.

Eu não generalizo nada,mas se alguém desta religião quer fazer parte do meu círculo ela terá que me provar que é ao contrário dessas escórias e fora dessa mentalidade doentia e asquerosa,tão repugnante que me embrulha o estômago.

Esse tipo de criatura não merece nada de bom,nem eles menos ainda quem os defendem e compactuam,tudo o que existe de pior é o que de fato cada um merece, sofrimento e choro de gente ruim não me comove,pelo contrário me alegra,filha da puta desse nível merece apodrecer e ainda é pouco.

Eu conheci muitos pessoalmente que se enquadram nessa podridão que citei e todos eles sem exceção fazem parte de alguma igreja e postam versículos,fazem o papel de bom samaritano,parecem ser pessoas super legais mas até um chiqueiro consegue ser mais limpo do que eles,nossa sociedade ama aplaudir merda,ama defender merda principalmente quando a merda caga dinheiro e favorece quem está com eles,a mentalidade dessas pessoas é doente e atrasada,daí depois que morrem querem canonizar essas pragas do Egito,morreu virou santo,era legal e toda aquela dinâmica misericordiosa cristã quando na verdade foi tarde,fez horas extras e peso na terra uma desgraça a menos que o capeta os receba e enfie o garfo no cu deles,foi tarde.

Que porcaria de pais e sociedade,o meteoro é uma esperança agora.

E você mulher que defende essas escórias de homens canalhas,você merece uma marretada na cabeça,você não vale nada você sim é uma vagabunda não a "puta" na esquina que você aponta o dedo,você não presta e se você algum dia sofrer um abuso eu vou rir,vocês precisam passar pelo que a vítima passa pra parar de ser otária.

[argentiniancharactertournament]

Hagan pasar a Mario Santos asi Mafalda puede matar a los 4 simuladores en el mismo torneo pls

[nadiazahedah]

i felt it deep within me as lovers left me to b l e e d alone, something's missing in me

Nadia Zahedah // 36 (DOB: February 12th, 1987) // Special Victims Unit Detective with the TVPD

Dis my girl Nadia who is technically a Tonopah native

Oldest of five siblings (three younger sisters and one younger brother) born to a pair of Christian missionaries

Whenever the family wasn't abroad in the missions field, they'd be in Tonopah Valley, but they were constantly travelling so she never really had a definition of home until she was 16 when she basically begged her parents to let her go to a regular school so she could make friends her own age

She was v much into education and came across as a teacher's pet but she was just extremely excited to finally be somewhere for longer than a few months at a time.

She went to college and got a double major in education and English, returning to Tonopah after graduating to teach at Tonopah Hills High School. After a few years of teaching, though, "normal" started to get boring. Grass is always greener and all that.

While on a bachelorette trip to Vegas for her college friend, she met @antoniojimenez and the two got married while super schwasted. They decided rather than get divorced, they'd see where things went.

Things were fine at first, but she got pregnant a few months after they got married and that put some strain on their relationship, especially because Antonio was then deployed and wasn't there for the birth or the first year of their daughter's life. He was there for the birth of their second child, but his dedication was clearly more geared towards the military than his own family and that rubbed Nadia the wrong way.

PTSD and addiction tw: She had to change her career path to be able to afford to pay bills because teachers don't get paid well u feel and she had to pick up the slack since Antonio was dealing with PTSD and drug addiction following his discharge from the military. She joined the TVPD and started to work her way up, wanting to join the Special Victims Unit so she could still work with children and help them.

When things got to be too much to handle with Antonio and basically being a single parent anyway, she filed for divorce (about two years ago) and sole custody of their kids. She's pretty bitter about how all of that went down but is focused more on making sure the kids have a good life than anything. They're currently 7 and 5, respectively.

She's been an SVU detective for about a year now and while she has a very general knowledge of there being gang activity in the area, she's not aware of Antonio's connection to Los Santos or the cartel in general

Personality-wise, she's pretty worldly and loves to learn, so you can almost always find her turning mundane things into educational, interactive experiences for her kids. She's got a good heart, but she's definitely had it rough over the last eight or so years with her marriage. She's perceived and internalized Antonio's unwillingness to prioritize his family as some kind of statement of her worth, and though she's been working on her insecurities through therapy, it's ultimately made her somewhat guarded when it comes to letting people in too close. She's also seen some of the worst there is to see because of her work, so she's determined to try making the world a better place for the next generations. If she sees you being a dick to kids, she'll absolutely wreck your shit. She takes her work very seriously she's fine with being the bad guy if necessary, especially if it means making sure people get shit done.

All that said, pls love on her.

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My GTA V Online Random Snapshot/Screenshot/Video: G's Cache & Stash House [Mar 5th, 2023]

Hello, and welcome to my installment of Random Snapshot/Screenshot/Video in GTA V Online. Yup, I add ANOTHER part of my random media. Hehe!😁

• And today, I want a discuss about two new free mode events that was recently added in GTA V Online: G's Cache & Stash House.

If you haven't seen my previous Random, then please [CLICK ME!].

So, without further ado, let's get started:

My Recorded video (via XBOX Game Bar) ⏺️🎮🖥️: [Pls watch. ↑]

• Okay, let's start off with the "G's Cache", and I'm here at the "Chumash Historic Family Pier" where I spot this question purple box icon on that specific location, not to mention the text message from "Gerald". Yeah, you remember this guy from your online contact mission. Anyways, once I proceed by running it is time to find that Cache box (or something). It took me about a minute to find that mysterious box until I found it & pick it up. And that mysterious box that I mentioned, was located the near boat lift. Picking up the "G's Cache" rewards me a $GTA 20,000+ (or sometimes less), ammo & some snacks. Neat! The next day, another icon blimps on my bottom left radar & I decided to go to that specific location, the Murrieta Oil Field near Palomino Highlands (in East LS, SA). Where I found another Cache beside the complete rust & abandoned truck at the abandoned scrapyard. Once I pick up the cache, two wanted stars triggered & got out of the place before I call Lester for removing the wanted stars. Uh yeah, and also I received a bronze award for "Here Comes The Drop".

• So far, I picked the Cache a couple of times in different locations with different random spots depending on the specific location. Depending on your In-game time, the G's Cache will spawned different locations from Los Santos & Blaine County, and collecting Cache(s) will either trigger the wanted star (which increased by collecting caches many times) or not; it's all rolling the dice. If you want more about "G's Cache", then please [CLICK ME! #1].

⚠️ WARNING: BEFORE I PROCEED TO MY NEXT FREE MODE EVENT, PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT I'M NOT CONSUME NOR INTEREST TO HARMFUL DRUGS (e.g. Meth (any types), Marijuana, Cocaine (any types), etc...) OR ANY DEADLY SUBSTANCE. AND SO ARE YOU! JUST SAY "NO" TO DRUGS, PEOPLE!⚠️

• The next one was called "Stash House", and I'm here in the middle of an industrial place in Cypress Flats to see what's on the purple home target on my radar. And also, another text message from Gerard. Here, you could see the purple ring was located, but before that, I need to equip a firearm in case someone will immediately go guns blazing. So, to access the "Stash House" press the right arrow d-pad on the controller or "E" keypad on the keyboard, and once inside take down the enemy AIs with a firearm. Once I killed all AIs in one room, there's a safe that needs to unlock by three different numbers. Okay so, on my first try, I don't know what to do after this & it took me a minute to figure it out until I found the yellow piece of paper with three numbers beside the duffle bag, and that piece of paper was the number combination for the safe, so memorization is required to unlock the safe. Once the safe is open, I stole their safe contents & I immediately leave the premises as fast as can with my infamous hoverbike (Pegassi Oppressor Mk II). I have to deal with oncoming AIs when I go ground, but I can easily avoid them with a flying vehicle. And what did I get? A small amount of GTA$ & safe content that I stole, which contains "Supplies" for my bunker. If you want more about "Stash House", then please [CLICK ME ! #2].

• So in "Stash Houses", they're different places spawn around the entire map via In-game time (a.k.a. your current time zone) with different setting inside & different numbers from a random paper spot place whether from the city of Los Santos or the desert area of Blaine County. (much like the aforementioned "G's Cache") And each stolen you'll receive a different type of supplies that you need for MC Businesses and/or Bunker (gun supplies). Like mine for example (another part video), I went to the same place as before, dealing with enemy AIs & looking for the piece of paper with different number codes for the safe, and once I repeat the same method, I get the cocaine supply for my MC Businesses instead of the bunker.

Overall:

• For "Stash House", it's a very neat idea to earn some supplies from our existing MC / Bunker businesses instead of going to our business facility to steal (which will trigger the mission) and/or buying supplies with our grind GTA$ cash (And no, not your real-world money). As for the "G's Cache", umm... I don't know if it's worth it or not. And to be honest, there's certainly no purpose of why we picked Gerard's Cache? (Hence the name) But hey, GTA$ 20K+ is a decent worth of earning, I guess.

Well, that’s all for now. And If you want to see my previous car prize, and more, then please → [CLICK ME!]. 😉

(Where do all the links go you may ask? I made a post about all GTA V Online-related links. This will prevent error save drafts, in my future post. Plus, I’m always updating my link post.)

Tagged: @bryan360, @carmenramcat, @leapant

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[rainbowcoloredpalmtrees]

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sign: cancer

height: 5’4 (around 162 cm?)

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birthday: July 7th

fav band: bts and skz are taking the most of my time but also txt, ptv, bmth, bad bunny, daddy yankee (still riding the concert high)

last movie: I can’t remember the last one I fully watched but my brother chose one about animal criminals recently

last show: extraordinary attorney woo (I’m almost done and I’m scared)

when I created this blog: 2014? I think

what I post: anything and everything tbh there’s no order here

other blogs: no

do I get asks: I’ve gotten a couple :)

followers: active? maybe like 15

average hours of sleep: 4-6

instruments: I can probably play you the worst twinkle twinkle on the violin or the worst row row row your boat on the keyboard. I’d like to try again though

what I’m wearing: leggings and a lazy tshirt

dream job: pls don’t make me think about that

dream trip: Italy was my dream trip and I finally got to go! I’m hoping for Japan next.

favorite songs: still life (rm), emergency contact (ptv), titi me pregunto (bad bunny), ella me levanto (daddy yankee), ella y yo (don omar/romeo santos)

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3 ships: gregory and janine, yeon-soo and woong, david and patrick

first ship ever: the main couple in soy tu dueña or another novela

last film:

last song: lo$er=lover txt

currently reading: the murmur of bees

currently watching: extraordinary attorney woo, spy x family, the bear, abbott elementary

currently consuming: nada

currently craving: chicken nuggets

tagging: @ramonaflow @johnnysjoestar @froggierboy 🫶

[fromdusks]

SANG HAN

[cityseeker1]

Descubre Praga , Guía definitiva y actualizada

 #CzechRepublic #TravelTips #TravelVlogLa guía ULTIMA de Praga: Sus consejos de viaje imprescindibles Praga tiene joyas ocultas que incluso la mayoría de las guías de viaje pasan por alto, ¡y voy a compartir mis mejores secretos contigo! ¿Sabía que Praga alberga el mayor complejo de castillos antiguos del mundo? Descubramos más cosas sobre esta impresionante ciudad. Bienvenido a «La guía ULTIMATE de Praga: Tus consejos de viaje imprescindibles». Sumérjase en la encantadora ciudad de Praga con City Seeker como su mejor compañero de viaje. En esta completa guía, exploraremos las atracciones imprescindibles, las joyas ocultas y los consejos de viaje esenciales para asegurarnos de que experimenta lo mejor que la capital checa tiene que ofrecer. Desde la impresionante arquitectura del Castillo de Praga hasta el vibrante ambiente de la Plaza de la Ciudad Vieja, le llevaremos de viaje por la rica historia y los tesoros culturales de la ciudad. Descubra los mejores lugares para degustar la auténtica cocina checa, disfrute de un tranquilo paseo por el emblemático Puente de Carlos y sumérjase en el estilo de vida local. Tanto si es la primera vez que visita la ciudad como si vuelve para impregnarse de su magia, nuestros consejos de experto le ayudarán a moverse por Praga como un lugareño más. No se pierda las impresionantes vistas desde la colina Petřín ni las encantadoras calles de Malá Strana. Acompáñenos mientras le descubrimos los secretos de Praga y los lugares imprescindibles para que su viaje sea inolvidable. ¡Dale al play y empecemos a explorar! #PragueTravel #CityGuide #TravelTips #VisitPrague #CzechRepublic #CitySeeker #TravelVlog #MustSeePrague #exploreprague Descubre Praga: La Joya Cultural de Europa Praga, una ciudad que conjuga historia y modernidad, se presenta como un destino cautivador. Desde sus impresionantes puentes y adoquinadas calles hasta sus vibrantes escenas culturales, Praga ofrece una experiencia única para todos los visitantes. Esta guía aborda los aspectos más destacados de la ciudad y ofrece consejos prácticos para disfrutar al máximo de tu visita. Un Vistazo a la Historia de Praga Praga es un lugar donde cada calle cuenta una historia. Fundada a orillas del río Moldava, su historia se entrelaza con la de Bohemia, desde leyendas antiguas hasta eventos que definieron el curso de Europa. La figura de la princesa Libuse, que profetizó el surgimiento de una gran ciudad, sigue siendo un símbolo del espíritu de Praga. A lo largo de los siglos, su arquitectura ha evolucionado, reflejando épocas de esplendor y resistencia. Monumentos y Atracciones Imperdibles Castillo de Praga El Castillo de Praga, uno de los complejos de castillos más grandes del mundo, es un punto focal de la ciudad. Fundado en el siglo IX, ha sido hogar de reyes y emperadores. No te pierdas la ceremonia del cambio de guardia, que ofrece un espectáculo colorido cada hora. Puente de Carlos Este icónico puente, construido en el siglo XIV, conecta la ciudad vieja con la ciudad pequeña. Durante tu paseo, admira las estatuas de santos que lo adornan y disfruta de las actuaciones de músicos callejeros. Plaza de la Ciudad Vieja El corazón de Praga, la Plaza de la Ciudad Vieja, es un vibrante centro de historia y cultura. Aquí se encuentra el famoso reloj astronómico, que ha marcado el tiempo durante más de 600 años, así como la iglesia y el ayuntamiento de la ciudad vieja, ofreciendo un entorno perfecto para disfrutar del ambiente local. Cultura Checa: Tradición y Modernidad La cultura checa se refleja en cada rincón de Praga. La tradición de los títeres es especialmente notable, con espectáculos que atraen a visitantes de todas las edades. Además, la ciudad alberga festivales que celebran su rica herencia cultural, como el Festival Internacional de Música Primavera de Praga. Gastronomía Praguense La cocina checa es un aspecto esencial de la experiencia de Praga. Desde el gulash hasta los dumplings, cada platillo cuenta una historia. Para una experiencia auténtica, visita un mercado de agricultores donde podrás probar productos frescos y locales. No olvides disfrutar de una cerveza Pilsner Urquell, considerada la primera pilsner del mundo. Vida Nocturna y Entretenimiento Al caer la noche, Praga se transforma en un centro de vida nocturna vibrante. El barrio de Žižkov ofrece una variedad de pubs y locales donde puedes disfrutar de música en vivo. Para una velada más sofisticada, dirígete a la Ciudad Pequeña y relájate en un bar de cócteles. Transporte y Consejos Prácticos La ciudad cuenta con un eficiente sistema de transporte público que facilita la exploración. Considera comprar un pase de viaje para moverte fácilmente entre las atracciones. Caminar y alquilar una bicicleta son también excelentes opciones para descubrir los encantos ocultos de Praga. . Praga te espera con los brazos abiertos.

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San Pedro Crisólogo, obispo de Ravena y doctor de la Iglesia

En Ravena, que desde los inicios del Siglo V es capital del Imperio romano de Occidente, el obispo Pedro es un hombre de paz. Los 180 sermones que llegaron hasta nuestros días hablan de su fe. Fascina a Papas y a reinantes con “palabras de oro”, de donde se desprende su apelativo “crisólogo”.

San Pedro Crisólogo, obispo y doctor de la Iglesia

fecha de inscripción en el santoral: 30 de julio

fecha en el calendario anterior: 4 de diciembre

n.: c. 380 - †: c. 450 - país: Italia

canonización: pre-congregación

hagiografía: J. Quasten: Patrología

Elogio: San Pedro, «Crisólogo» de sobrenombre, obispo de Rávena y doctor de la Iglesia, que, habiendo recibido el nombre del santo apóstol , desempeñó su ministerio tan perfectamente que consiguió captar a multitudes en la red de su celestial doctrina y las sació con la dulzura de su palabra. Su tránsito tuvo lugar el día treinta y uno de este mes en Imola, en la región de Emilia Romagna.

Patronazgos: protector contra la fiebre y la rabia.

refieren a este santo: San Apolinar de Rávena, San Rufilo de Forlimpopoli

Oración: Señor Dios, que hiciste de tu obispo san Pedro Crisólogo un insigne predicador de la Palabra encarnada, concédenos, por su intercesión, guardar y meditar en nuestros corazones los misterios de la salvación y vivirlos en la práctica con fidelidad. Por nuestro Señor Jesucristo, tu Hijo, que vive y reina contigo en la unidad del Espíritu Santo y es Dios por los siglos de los siglos. Amén (oración litúrgica).

La vida de Pedro, arzobispo de Rávena, llamado «Crisólogo» (es decir: de palabra áurea, de excelente predicación) desde el siglo IX, es mal conocida. De él habla el Liber Pontificalis y una biografía poco de fiar, obra de Agnello de Ravena (siglo IX). Por estas fuentes y por lo que de su obra se deduce, sabemos que Pedro nació en Imola hacia el 380, fue nombrado metropolita de Rávena entre el 425 y el 429 (ciertamente, antes del 431, fecha de una carta que le escribe Teodoreto), estuvo presente el 445 al fallecimiento de san Germán de Auxerre y tres o cuatro años después escribió a Eutiques, presbítero de Constantinopla, que había recurrido a él después de su condenación por obra de Flaviano, invitándolo a someterse a las decisiones de León, obispo de Roma, «quoniam beatus Petrus, qui in propia sede et vivit et praesidet, praestat quarentibus fidei vertiatem» (Ep ad Eutychen: PL 54,743: «Porque el bienaventurado Pedro, que en su sede vive y preside, otorga la verdad de la fe a los que buscan.»). Falleció entre el 449 y el 458 (fecha de una carta de León a su sucesor Neón), probablemente, el 3 de diciembre del 450, quizás en Imola [aunque en al actualidad se tiende a considerar como fecha más probable el 31 de julio].

Gracias a las pacientes investigaciones de A. Olivar, hoy es posible conocer con exactitud la producción auténtica de Pedro Crisólogo, que comprende una carta (ya mencionada), 168 sermones de la Collectio Feliciana (siglo VIII) y 15 «extravagantes» (escritos no clasificados). Otros escritos, como el célebre Rollo de Rávena, colección de oraciones de preparación a la Navidad (s. VII), no pueden ser tenidos por auténticos. Los sermones, a los que Pedro debe su celebridad, se distinguen por la esmerada preparación de un orador dotado de una cultura discreta y por el calor humano y el fervor divino de un santo varón. La condición peculiar de Rávena, sede de la corte imperial y ciudad marinera, explica la frecuencia de ejemplos tomados de la vida de la corte y de la vida militar y marinera, aunque no faltan ejemplos de la vida rural. «Entre los escritores del siglo V, pocos superan a Pedro Crisólogo en elegancia», en sus sermones nos ha legado «páginas de genuina elocuencia, enérgica y eficaz» (Moricca).

El contenido de los sermones es variado, muchos son homilías sobre textos evangélicos, otros, sobre San Pablo, los Salmos, el símbolo bautismal, el padrenuestro o en conmemoración de santos y exhortaciones a la penitencia. Pedro Crisólogo, comentando la Biblia o exponiendo los temas que le sugerían las celebraciones litúrgicas, documenta ampliamente las inquietudes teológicas de su época. Su predicación, en efecto, no refleja sólo la doctrina latina sobre la encarnación como se profesaba entre Éfeso y Calcedonia, sino que es, asimismo, testimonio de la postura católica en las cuestiones sobre la gracia y la vida cristiana. Cuando reconoce claramente el primado del obispo de Roma (además de la carta a Eutiques, cf Serm 78), Pedro es, sin duda, portavoz del sentir común de los obispos de Italia. Su considerable actividad como predicador nos ha legado una documentación inestimable sobre la liturgia de Rávena y sobre la cultura de esa ciudad, etapa obligada entre Roma y el norte de Italia. Ningún obispo de su tiempo nos ha facilitado un cuadro tan completo de la celebración del año litúrgico. Por su actitud contra la resistencia que aún oponía el paganismo en su agonía y por su polémica contra la comunidad judia de su ciudad, Pedro Crisólogo representa la actitud pastoral del episcopado de la Iglesia imperial de su tiempo. Fue declarado Doctro de la Iglesia por SS. Benedicto XIII en 1729.

[tacticalhimbo]

📻📻📻 + laverne pls my angel 🫶🏻

Send me 📻 + an oc and I'll give you a random song off their playlist + an explanation of why it's there

hell yea 🫶🏻 she does actually have a playlist so this is a BREEZE.

how about now // grandson & phem [play]

this is one of those like. bittersweet kinda songs. it's optimistic in its lyrics! but it's also just kinda depressing in the sense it comes from a place of feeling absolutely hopeless because of your surrounding circumstances. in this song specifically, because of the town you're in.

and that is a core theme in laverne's characterization. or i'd like it to be. the fact los santos gave her everything (re: when her parents moved and her father's business took off) but also took everything (re: the expectations placed on her, quite literally taking her father's life, her mother not wanting to stay and actually care for laverne and moving back overseas, etc etc). it's worn laverne down to a point where her recklessness and hands on approach isn't just wanting things done right. it's lowkey a like… cry for help. a "if i die, i die" kinda thing.

dkla // troye sivan & tkay maidza [play]

aka "don't keep love around". i like the imagery in the song in regard to both partners. the meshing of traits and the stark contrast of personable(?) attraction and sexual attraction.

and for relating it to laverne… kinda bridging off the last answer but!! in the more interpersonal/interconnected sense. los santos hardened her, and she's like… in a weird place when it comes to relationships. especially the idea of romantic ones. sexual flings and relationships are different because there's not really this expectation of long-term emotional intimacy. you do what you do and go your own ways.

but that's not all that laverne wants out of life. she wants to get close to people (and likely has tried), but her lifestyle and the city get in the way, and more often than not she ends up intentionally creating a distance and pulling herself away from people to spare everyone the pain. which. doesn't work really. but it's just how it is.

full metal whore // lord of the lost [play]

don't really have an in depth analysis for this one. i just love the energy of the song and think it fits JLSFAJLDJF. the meshing of sex and violence through the lyrics is just... GOD. so good. i always love that sort of theme in things. but since i don't have any more to add i'll include some lyrics.

I have no meaning I lost three times in a row Go point an shoot Go! And chop my arms off right now (Go!) And fuck my body to death (Go!) Sit on my face, don't let me go! And let choke

Baby, learn to swallow Baby, let it go Baby, I won't follow Now Baby, let it go!

I want it all and I want more Full Metal, Full Metal Whore Let's fuck and fight Make Love, Make War Full Metal, Full Metal Whore

[clivedovelover]

Estoy pensando hacer un dibujo bien imbécil de los simuladores pero son personajes de PL: Santos es layton, Medina es Clark, no se si ravenna podria ser Don Paolo o Descole, y Lampone no tengo ni idea

[ablogtopost]

O mais Velho servirá ao mais Novo.

"Demos um passo mais e vejamos o desenvolvimento da Cidade de Deus através dos descendentes de Abraão. Do nascimento de Isaac ao ano sessenta de sua vida, em que lhe nasceram os filhos, acontecimento digno de menção há um apenas. Pediu a Deus que desse fecundidade à esposa, pois era estéril; o Senhor deferiu-lhe o pedido e, quando Rebeca concebeu, os gêmeos, ainda no ventre materno, lutavam. Angustiada pelo consequente mal-estar, dirigiu-se ao Senhor e recebeu esta resposta: 'Tens duas nações no teu ventre; dois povos se dividirão ao sair de tuas entranhas. Um povo vencerá o outro, e o mais velho servirá ao mais novo' (Gn 25,23). De tal passagem trata o Apóstolo São Paulo de coligir robusto testemunho em prol da graça. E funda-se em que, antes de nascerem, sem haverem feito nem bem, nem mal, sem merecimento bom de espécie alguma, é eleito o menor e reprovado o maior, quando na realidade, no tocante ao pecado original, eram ambos iguais, e, no tocante ao pecado pessoal, ambos careciam dele. Sinto não me permita o plano desta obra estender-me nesse ponto, de que em outros escritos já falei bastante. A perícope: O maior servirá o menor quase nenhum de nossos intérpretes a aplicam a outro povo que não o judeu, dizendo que este, maior, servirá o povo menor dos cristãos. E, embora seja verdade que isso parece haver-se cumprido no povo idumeu, descendente do maior, que tinha dois nomes (chamava-se Esaú e Edom; por isso, idumeus), pois o dominou o povo nascido do menor, o povo israelita, ao qual ficou submetido, é mais razoável acreditar que a intenção da profecia: Um povo subjugará o outro e o maior servirá o menor vai além, a algo superior. E que é isso, senão o que com toda a clareza vemos cumprir-se nos Judeus e nos Cristãos?"

- Santo Agostinho, "De Civitate Dei S. Augustini Liber Decimus Sextus.", XXXV (PL 41, 513-514).

- Enarr in Psalmos?

"O fato de lermos: 'Um povo vencerá o outro, e o mais velho servirá ao mais novo', não vemos cumprido de acordo com a letra em Esaú e Jacó.

Pois as Escrituras não mencionam que Esaú serviu corporalmente o abençoado Jacó. Portanto, devemos perguntar como isso deve ser entendido espiritualmente, ou como o mais velho deve servir o mais jovem, pois se isso não acontecesse, a Sagrada Escritura não o mencionaria. Portanto, se um homem prestar muita atenção, saberá como os mais velhos devem servir os mais jovens no caso de Cristãos e Judeus. Está provado que o povo maior e mais velho dos judeus serve aos mais jovens, isto é, ao povo cristão, pois, como servos dos cristãos, eles são conhecidos por levarem os livros da Lei Divina por todo o mundo para a instrução de todas as nações. Portanto, os judeus foram espalhados por todas as terras, de modo que quando queremos convidar algum pagão à Fé em Cristo, testemunhando que o próprio Cristo foi anunciado por todos os Profetas, e ele resiste e diz que os livros sagrados da Lei Divina foram escritos por nós e não pelo Espírito Santo, podemos assim ter um meio de refutá-lo com argumentos positivos. A tal homem podemos dizer: Se surgir alguma dúvida em você a respeito de meus livros, veja os livros dos judeus, aparentemente nossos inimigos, que eu certamente não poderia ter escrito nem alterado. Leia-os e quando você encontrar neles a mesma coisa que em meus livros: 'Não seja incrédulo, mas crente.' Desta forma, sabe-se que os mais velhos servem os mais jovens, pois através dos seus livros o povo dos gentios é convidado a crer em Cristo."

- São Cesário de Arles, Sermão 86,3.

São Bruno de Segni (ver PL 164, 203-204).

Ruperto de Deutz (ver PL 167, 447-448)

"Em segundo lugar, mostra o que poderia ser tirado da própria promessa, porque um dos gêmeos existentes no ventre foi dado ao outro, dizendo: 'Ut Propositum Dei', sc. desejando engrandecer uma coisa sobre outra, 'Maneret' (Rm 9,11), isto é, seria firme: e isto não de acordo com os méritos, mas de acordo com a eleição, isto é, na medida em que o próprio Deus, por sua própria vontade, escolheu uma coisa para ser trazido, não porque ele era santo, mas para que ele pudesse ser santo de acordo com isso. 'E nos escolheu Nele antes da criação do mundo, para sermos santos e irrepreensíveis, diante de seus olhos.' (Ef 1,4). Ora, este é o propósito da Predestinação, da qual se diz no mesmo lugar: Predestinado segundo o propósito da sua vontade. Em terceiro lugar, ele apresenta a promessa, dizendo: 'Non ex Operibus', que não precederam nenhuma, como foi dito. 'Ex vocante' (Rm 9,12), isto é, da própria graça da vocação, da qual foi dito acima. A estes Ele predestinou e chamou. 'Foi dito' - isto é, á Rebecca - 'O mais Velho' - isto é, Esaú - 'servirá o mais Moço' (Rm 9,12; Cf. Gn 25,23) - isto é, Jacó. Isso pode ser entendido de três maneiras. De certa forma, de acordo com suas pessoas, e assim entende-se que Esaú serviu a Jacó, não diretamente, mas ocasionalmente, na medida em que a perseguição que ele trouxe sobre ele cedeu ao seu bem, de acordo com o dito: 'o néscio será escravo do sábio.' (Pr 11,29). Em segundo lugar, pode referir-se aos povos descendentes de ambos: porque os Idumeus foram outrora súbditos dos israelitas, segundo o dito; 'Sobre Edom atirarei minhas sandálias' (Sl 59,10). E isto parece corresponder ao que é prometido. Pois está prometido: 'Dois povos se dividirão ao sair de tuas entranhas. Um povo vencerá o outro, e o mais velho servirá ao mais novo.' (Gn 25,23) Em terceiro lugar, o que é dito pode ser entendido figurativamente, de modo que por maior se entende o Povo dos judeus, que primeiro recebeu a adoção de filiação, de acordo com as palavras; 'Israel é meu filho primogênito' (Ex 4,22). E pelo menor está representado o Povo dos gentios, que depois é chamado à Fé, que também é representado pelo filho pródigo (Lc 15). O povo maior servirá, portanto, o menor, na medida em que os judeus são nossos lojistas que guardam os livros dos quais é dado o testemunho de Nossa Fé. 'Vós perscrutais as Escrituras' (Jo 5,39)."

- São Tomás de Aquino, em "Divi Thomæ Aquinatis, ex Ordine Prædicatorum, Doctoris Angelici, in Omnes D. Pauli Apostoli Epistolas Commentaria. Editio Nova, Sedulo Recognita et Mendis Expurgata. Tomus I.", Leodii, 1857, página 177.

[palomanazareth]

Que no me pregunte Manuel sobre los problemas pls, solo es una por dios santo