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ben-c-group-therapy · 2 years

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A Tale of Two Brothers Part 1

Title: A Tale of Two Brothers Part 1

Word Count: 2,948

Miguel x Reader x Nick

Warnings: None just yet. Next chapter I plan to include steam, angst, and other things I don't want to give away.

Authors Notes: So this is my first fic in a long time. My first Miguel and Nick fic ever and the first fic of this kind of genre I hope to achieve so I hope you all enjoy it and I didn't do horribly! Sorry for the shitty cover image!

“Agent Amaro? Agent Amaro? Did you hear what I just said?” Nick was shaken from his daze by a firm hand on his shoulder.

Looking up into his Captain’s eyes, he briefly shook his head and looked back down to the case file in front of him containing a photo of Miguel Galindo and his wife (Y/N) Galindo.

From the second Nick saw Miguel’s face, he did a double-take and got lost in thoughts when his Captain explained the operation and that Miguel Galindo was Nick’s lost twin brother.

“Amaro?” Captain Stillman shook Nick’s shoulder again.

“Uh, sorry, Cap. What did you say?” Nick asked, looking up again.

“I said, I know it’s a difficult case, but you’re the only one who can get in with the family. Miguel Galindo is a smart man, but he has a soft spot for family. A blind spot for family even. Ever since losing his mother suddenly, he’s been in a tailspin, and it’s gotten ugly. I hate to do this to you, put you in this situation. He’s family you didn’t know you had….” Captain Stillman continued before getting cut off by Nick.

“No, he’s my blood, but it doesn’t make him family. We all know he has ties with murders on both sides of the border. You know me, cap, I’m in. I will get the intel we need to bust the Galindo Cartel once and for all and stick him and his entire team behind bars. Blood or not. Whatever it takes.” Nick got up quickly and closed the vanilla file folder taking it with him. “Tell me when and where I need to be, and I’ll be there.” He added before heading out of the bleak grey room in the FBI’s California bureau in downtown L.A.

Walking around your empty mansion on a hill felt lonely and cold even if the sun shone in, making it bright. Being the wife of Miguel Galindo had its perks, of course, like having a doting husband who loved you and would protect you always. It also had its negatives, like no privacy and times where Miguel was gone for business, which lately seemed to be more frequent.

In your heart, you knew Miguel loved you, but your mind loved putting thoughts into your head when you’d hear whispers around the town of jealous women who would claim they had seen Miguel make out or even sleeping with other women. The thoughts ate at you the more times he left the house.

Your black five-inch heels clicked with every step you took across the beautiful, tiled floors as you paced across the room back and forth.

Miguel had promised to be home by lunch, and it was now going on nearly four in the afternoon with no word from your husband or any of his bodyguards.

You had done your hair, put on your favourite makeup, and changed into a lovely blue barely-there lingerie set Miguel had bought you on his last trip. You had a gorgeous body con dress showing off all your beautiful curves that your handsome husband loved to feel and couldn’t take his eyes off.

It was meant to be a surprise, a coming home gift if you will, but now he was late, and you were frustrated and upset.

Huffing, you grabbed your heels and started towards the stairs, grumbling to yourself angrily.

“Mrs Galindo.” Leo, one of your bodyguards, entered the living room and glanced at you.

“What?!” You snapped before sighing. “I’m sorry, Leo. You didn’t deserve that.” You clenched your jaw before turning around and looking at the tall man your husband had trusted to keep you safe when out in public.

“Mr Galindo sends his apologies for being so late but wishes for you to join him for dinner tonight at seven at The Prado.” The tall, dark brown-haired man looked at you with striking, nearly black eyes.

“If I go and he doesn’t show up, I’ll kill him.” You growled, still angry he missed lunch, and you had gone all out for him, even skipping lunch in hopes he would get in not seven hours later. “You can tell him I said so too.” You nodded before heading upstairs. “I’ll be ready by six.”

Sitting in the black SUV later that evening, you took a breath until something caught your eye in the seat beside you. Your brows furrowed before grabbing the Tiffany & Co. bag. “Leo? Was this supposed to be here?” You questioned when your trusted guard got into the vehicle to drive you to the restaurant.

“Yes, Mrs Galindo.” He said before driving down the long-paved drive.

You opened the bag noticing a small card slipped inside. Opening the envelope, you read the inside of the sweet note.

“Cariño,

I’m sorry I couldn’t pick you up myself. I’ll meet you at the restaurant. Here’s a little something to make you smile. Put it on, and I can’t wait to see your dazzling smile soon.

Con todo mi amor,

-Miguel.”

Your heart melted, and you looked in the bag again before you took out a square jewellery box, unwrapping the neatly tied white bow and opening the hinged lid of the famous Tiffany blue leather box. Taking out the suede pouch, you opened it and let a beautiful diamond tennis bracelet fall into your hand. Gasping, you held it up after putting the box and bag down. “Miguel…” you whispered to yourself before feeling your cheeks and face warm from the love and butterflies you felt filling you at Miguel’s gestures and love.

A Tiffany tennis bracelet wasn’t just a drop in the bucket for everyone, but Miguel loved spoiling you when he could. Smiling to yourself, you placed the bracelet around your wrist and managed to get it clasped just fine. Holding your wrist out, you turned your arm and hand side to side slightly to let the streetlights catch on the many diamonds and shimmer around the car.

Miguel pulled up at The Prado in his town car before getting out and straightening his grey suit jacket with a single shrug of his shoulders and pulling of the coat. The man strode into the restaurant; the hostess already knew who the man was by just his face, let alone the air Miguel held when he was in a room. Confidence, power, a tone that told everyone to stay out of his way and not bother him unless asked.

The young woman led Miguel straight to the back of the restaurant into a more private area so that you and he wouldn’t be bothered. “Thank you.” Miguel smiled before sitting down and looking over the menu.

“They’re pulling up now, sir.” Luis leaned in after getting a call saying your car had pulled up out front. Miguel nodded and looked towards the front of the restaurant so he could watch for you. It had been too long, and he missed you desperately.

In another corner of the restaurant, just outside Miguel and (Y/N) Galindo’s view, Nick was seated within earshot of the table they would occupy. Tonight, he started his operation to get into the family, but first, he needed some basic information. How they were as a couple and what Miguel had been up to.

Nick had worn black-rimmed glasses and had already ordered an appetiser of crackers and hummus along with a beer. The agent couldn’t believe he was sitting here now so close to a twin brother he never knew he had. His mind raced with thoughts and conflicts but knowing he had to do what was right. The cartel was dangerous and needed to be stopped.

Ever since growing up with an abusive father and wanting to help other victims in the same situations as he, his sister and his mother were, Nick Amaro had always been on the side of the law. He started in narcotics and was a detective with Manhattan SVU before moving on from the NYPD when he knew there was no growth in the department for him. He was grateful that the FBI wanted him; he was now a field agent and had gone undercover several times.

For a detective, Nick had thought he would’ve figured out he had family lying to him along the way, but maybe he is blind to family in some way, like his twin Miguel.

The raven-haired man shook his head, clearing himself of his thoughts when he heard Miguel speaking again and heels clicking on the tiled floor. He subtly turned his head to the right to eye (Y/N) Galindo as she made her way towards her husband. Nick could’ve been easily caught by staring too long, given she was the most gorgeous woman he had laid eyes on. The man had to remind himself tonight was not the time to reveal himself, and he could not take this woman, for she was already taken by his cartel leader brother no less. Nick groaned and drank his beer, preparing to hear what the couple had to say.

“There she is. You look beautiful, mi amor.” Miguel wrapped you into his arms, holding your hips briefly and kissing you tenderly, smiling against them. He wished he had just gone home and had dinner so he could get you to bed sooner if he were being honest.

Your husband slipped around you and slid your chair out for you before you sat down and scooted it back. “I was beginning to wonder if you were ever coming home.” You raised a brow, deciding maybe you shouldn’t let Miguel off the hook so fast.

“I’m sorry, baby, business took a bit longer than I had planned, and I had a few more meetings than I had anticipated.” Miguel frowned, hoping you could forgive him. He took your left hand, bringing it down on the table with his and tracing your inner wrist, bracelet and up to your wedding band before returning to your wrist again and grabbing your hand, holding it tenderly in his. “Won’t you forgive me?” He said with a little boyish charm and eyes that had mischief behind them but looked like sad puppy dog eyes.

“That doesn’t make up for leaving me all dressed up at home with lunch and a surprise for you for nearly four hours and not a word about where you were.” You tiled your head, raising a brow, trying to hold your resolve.

“A surprise?” Miguel smirked, the corners of his lips curling under his neatly trimmed beard. “What was the surprise? You still have it waiting for me?”

“Nope…that surprise expired at four when I got comfortable and took a nap.” You smirked. “I do forgive you, though. I just miss you. It’s…it’s too quiet when you’re gone.” You sighed and took a sip of the wine Miguel had ordered while waiting for you to come inside. “Just glad you showed up tonight. Didn’t want to have to kill you or anything.” You teased.

“I heard from Luis that you would if I didn’t show. I’d like to see you try, my love; I’d like to see you try.” Miguel had an amused glint in his dark hazelnut eyes as he chuckled from deep within his chest and took a sip of his wine, swirling his glass. “I’m sorry, amor, I know I’ve been gone a lot more often. So many meetings lately, so many promising things in our future, and I can’t wait to share them with you, but this isn’t the time or the place.” Miguel gave your hand a tender squeeze.

Nick listened in curiously about what business dealings Miguel could potential have in store. Was it legitimate or illegal? All in due time, Nick figured he’d find out.

The man listened in on the couple who made happy light conversation, figuring they never would discuss business in public or any personal information, given Miguel had the reputation to keep up a perfect public appearance of a happy and proud family man.

Sighing, the tired agent took another swig of his beer and waited for the Galindos to leave, figuring tomorrow would be the day he officially met and started his investigation of his twin, Miguel Galindo.

The following morning Nick pulled up to the Galindo residence and stopped at the gate in his modest four-door sedan he had rented while doing this undercover stent. Nick pressed the call button and waited for someone to answer.

“Who is this?” One of the many guards spoke through the speaker from up by the house.

“Uh yeah, this is Nick Valens,” Nick came up with a fake last name for his time undercover. “I’m here in hopes that I can meet Miguel Galindo. I…I um, well, I’m his twin brother.” The man cleared his throat.

There was silence on the other side of the speaker before the buzzer sounded, and the gate started to draw back, opening for Nick to drive up to the big house perched on top of the small hill just outside Santo Padre. The man took a deep breath as he pulled up to the front door area, where he was met with a team of guards, all armed with guns at their sides.

One with long braids came up to his driver’s side and tilted his head, silently asking him to step out of the car. Nick did as he was asked, and as he looked at the guard, the man looked as if he had seen a ghost.

“Is this a joke?” Nestor spat out after a minute before shaking his head. “Uh, sorry. You said your name was Nick Valens? Miguel’s twin?”

“Yeah, look, I know it’s all confusing, but I just found out recently and came out here to meet him. Well, hopefully.” Nick laughed dryly as he looked around at the number of guards. “If I can get past the….” The handsome man waved his hand around to the guards and cameras. “First round of approval. I thought I’d have to face his wife or family for approval first.” Nick smiled, proud of himself for making a little joke. Nestor shook his head, smirking a bit, knowing Miguel would never believe this shit.

“Yeah. Stay there, alright.” Nestor looked over to the other guards alerting them to keep an eye on Nick as he headed into the house and to Miguel’s office. He rapped on the door with his knuckles a few times before hearing his childhood best friend and boss telling him to come in. When Nestor entered the clean, well-kept sophisticated office, he glanced at Miguel, who had his head down looking at some contracts in a stack on his desk.

“How can I help you, Nestor….” Miguel drawled out, never looking up.

“Hey uh, Mikey.” Nestor started before Miguel looked up, curious and annoyed as to why Nestor was calling him by his childhood nickname, which they shared growing up and in casual moments still, during business hours. “There’s someone who’s here to see you. And before you say no, I’m pretty sure you’re going to want to see him.” The cartel leader furrowed his brows and stood up, his black dress shirt clinging tightly around his chiselled chest just right as he headed out of his office, followed by Nestor.

“This better be worth it, Nestor.” Miguel grumbled as he headed to the front door opening it and instantly finding his breath caught in his throat at the sight of Nick.

“It is.” Nestor whispered, slipping around Miguel and back outside. “He says he’s your twin.”

Miguel felt so many emotions, shock overall but betrayed, angry, joyful, and sadness. He instantly wanted to know why his mother never told him of a twin. Was she even his mother? How many lies was he told? Did this man who looked exactly like him know anything more than he did? The leader shook his head, trying to clear his mind and eyes of tears before clearing his throat and stepping forward.

Nick was shocked all this time Miguel was only a photo until last night when he got a brief glance and had heard him speak. Seeing his twin face to face made him wonder if this was why his father had been so angry all those years. Not that it gave him an excuse. He was still and always would be an abusive son of a bitch, which Nick would never forgive, but was he upset as his Ma because Miguel was given up for adoption, and he didn’t want to? He never saw his Ma doing that, but nothing made sense right now. The undercover agent had to get his head back into the game and shook his head before stepping forward, looking over his brother, working up tears.

“I-I’m Nick Valens, and I’m your twin brother.” Nick spoke softly, his voice wavering with emotion from his thoughts.

“Miguel Galindo. I never heard anything of you. I want to know more.” Miguel suppressed his emotions best he could, even if everything inside of him was screaming. He stepped aside and waved the man inside of his home. There was a familial connection there, Miguel couldn’t deny the feeling, but as a cartel leader, he always had a healthy dose of suspicion. With the many dealings, he had to make sure things were on the up and up, and everything went smoothly.

Both men had a lot riding on this meeting; it could mean a future as happy brothers, unanswered questions and feelings finally answered once and for all, or it could lead to heartache, unhappy memories, or bloodshed. Only time would tell.

Final Notes: It's a tad long so I decided to stop myself and break it into two parts. Please Please Pleaseeee comment and like and reblog if you like this or just let me know your thoughts! Thanks guys.

A special shout out to @breanime for letting me bounce ideas off her and letting me message her constantly lol. I've admired your work Bre for so so long and it was in part due to you that I decided to write my own. It was also in part due to @itsjustmyfantasyroom @mrsamaroevans @dannypinot @burningtacozombie for their fics and amazing photos and gifs of the beautiful Danny Pino. Also thank you to @irishavengersassemble for being my best friend and sister for so long and always supporting me. Okay, I'll stop, I'm not winning a Pulitzer prize here. Chapter 2

#miguel galindo x reader #nick amaro x reader #miguel galindo #nick amaro #fanfiction #nick amaro fanfic #miguel galindo fanfic #fanfiction writing #fluff #angsty #ish #idk #mayans mc fanfic #law and order svu #mayans mc #danny pino #alternate universe #crossover #mentions of other characters

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whitepolaris · 5 months

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The Ghost of Little Gracie

by Abby Stillman Grayson

The idea that children should be seen and not heard did not hold true for Gracie Watson when she was alive, and it doesn't hold true now. In fact, now it's just the opposite-Little Gracie makes herself heard but not seen. She is said to haunt the site of her parents' famed soirées, the former Pulaski Hotel in Savannah, Georgia.

The Watsons ran the Pulaski Hotel in the early 1880s, and Gracie was born in 1883. Northerners who longed to fit into Savannah society, the Watsons began inviting the city's elite to elaborate parties, with Gracie as an adored pint-size "hostess." Her father's pet, she charmed the upper crust until she became bored, at which point she would wander off to play under a stairwell at the back of the house.

When Gracie died at the tender age of six after a bout of with pneumonia, she was sorely missed. Her father had a statue commissioned in her likeness to mark her gravesite in Bonaventure Cemetery. A marker at the grave tells the story:

Little Gracie Watson was born in 1883, the only child of her parents. Her father was manager of the Pulaski House, where the beautiful and charming little girl was a favorite with the guests. Two days before Easter, in April 1889, Gracie died of pneumonia at the age of six. In 1890, when the rising sculptor John Walz moved to Savannah, he carved from a photograph this life-sized, delicately detailed marble statue, which for almost a century has captured the interest of all passersby.

Gone for Good?

It's not just Gracie's gravesite that captures the interest of people in Savannah. Little Gracie, it has been reported, is still out and about. While the Pulaski Hotel building still stood, it was said that a child could be heard playing under the stairwell, yet no child was in sight. In the new building that went up after the Pulaski Hotel was razed in 1957, the area around its former staircase became the site of the ladies' room-and many a surprised restroom visitor is said to have been startled by Gracie's antics.

Now that the new building houses a bank, it remains to be seen whether Gracie will continue to haunt the premises. Without the familiar din of people eating, laughing, and taking, will Little Gracie feel at home? Perhaps she wander off in search of more entertaining diversions, as she was long ago known to do.

#type read #weird ghosts

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htca2 · 1 year

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STILLMAN HOUSE 2

Arquitecto: Marcel Breuer.

Ubicación: Litchfield, Connecticut. EEUU.

Cronología: 1967.

Breve biografía del autor:

Marcel Lajos Breuer fue un arquitecto y diseñador modernista de fama mundial considerado como uno de los principales defensores del estilo internacional. Este arquitecto nacido el 21 de Mayo de 1902 en Pécs, Hungría, fue un producto de la famosa escuela de diseño «Bauhaus» en Weimar, donde recibió capacitación en el taller de ebanistería de la escuela. La exposición realizada en la Bauhaus en 1923 denominada «Haus am Horn» mostró muchos de sus diseños de muebles, incluido un tocador, que fue su proyecto final.

En su carrera temprana se convirtió en maestro y jefe del taller de ebanistería de la escuela donde una vez fue alumno. Sus creaciones iniciales incluyen ‘Wassily’, una silla de acero tubular. Enseñó arquitectura en la Escuela de Diseño de la Universidad de Harvard y posteriormente estableció su propia firma, «Marcel Breuer and Associates». Entre sus trabajos destacan la Casa Gropius, la Casa Hagerty House, las Casas Stillman, la Sede de la UNESCO en París o la Atlanta Central Public Library . El Instituto Americano de Arquitectos le otorgó la Medalla de Oro en 1968 durante su centésima convención anual, celebrada en Portland, Oregon. Falleció el 1 de julio de 1981 en la ciudad de Nueva York, Estados Unidos.

Descripción de la obra y su contexto cultural:

Rufus y Leslie Stillman le pidieron a Breuer que diseñara una segunda casa en Litchfield, Connecticut, casi 15 años después de que el arquitecto construyera la primera. La casa en forma de U estaba ubicada en la base de una colina y presentaba paredes de estuco claro y vidrio sobre una base de piedra de campo. El asociado de Breuer, Herbert Beckhard, ayudó con el diseño. La planta principal contenía un salón/comedor/cocina central con una pared acristalada que daba a un patio abierto cerrado por un muro de piedra. Los dormitorios para los niños se podían encontrar en el ala oeste, mientras que el ala este contenía un lavadero, un cuarto oscuro y el dormitorio principal. El nivel inferior albergaba un garaje. Un muro de contención de 50 pies se alejaba de la casa en el lado este. A mediados de la década de 1970, Breuer diseñaría una tercera casa para estos clientes y amigos cercanos.

Bibliografía:

Casa Stillman.. Marcel Breuer, Digital Archive. Consultado 17 de diciembre de 2022:

WowHaus. Stillman II. Consultado 17 de diciembre:

ArchWeb. Casa Stillman II. Consultado 17 de diciembre:

#S14 #MARCEL BREUER #DGD #FNNR

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blogdemocratesjr · 2 years

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Love’s Messenger (1885) & Beatrice (1895) by Marie Spartali Stillman

The world, when still in peril, thought that, wheeling, in the third epicycle, Cyprian the fair sent down her rays of frenzied love,

so that, in ancient error, ancient peoples not only honored her with sacrifices and votive cries, but honored, too, Dione

and Cupid, one as mother, one as son of Cyprian, and told how Cupid sat in Dido’s lap; and gave the name of her

with whom I have begun this canto, to the planet that is courted by the sun, at times behind her and at times in front.

...

I saw in that light other wheeling lamps, some more and some less swift, yet in accord, I think, with what their inner vision was. Winds, seen or unseen, never have descended so swiftly from cold clouds as not to seem impeded, slow, to any who had seen

those godly lights approaching us, halting the circling dance those spirits had begun within the heaven of high Seraphim;

and a Hosanna sounded from within their front ranks such that I have never been without desire to hear it sound again.

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Revolving nature, serving as a seal for mortal wax, plies well its art, but it does not distinguish one house from another. … Engendered natures would forever take the path of those who had engendered them, did not Divine provision intervene.

—Dante, Paradiso: Canto VIII

#Marie Spartali Stillman #preraphaelite #Beatrice #Beatrice Portinari #Florence Welch #Dante #Paradiso #Venus #Dido #Seraphim

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lboogie1906 · 2 months

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Stillman College is a private Presbyterian and liberal arts HBCU in Tuscaloosa. It awards the Bachelor of Arts and Bachelor of Science degrees in 17 disciplines/majors housed within three academic schools (Arts and Sciences, Business Administration, and Education). The college has an average enrollment of 650 students and is accredited by the Southern Association of Colleges and Schools.

Stillman College, authorized by the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the US in 1875, held its first classes in 1876 and was chartered as a legal corporation by the State of Alabama in 1895. The name was changed from Tuscaloosa Institute to Stillman Institute. The institute was a concept initiated by the Reverend Dr. Charles Allen Stillman, pastor of First Presbyterian Church of Tuscaloosa, “for the training of colored men for the ministry”. The mandate for the Institution expanded over the years and it acquired its present campus tract of over 100 acres. A junior and senior high school was organized and the Institute established a junior college program, which was accredited in 1937. It operated a hospital and nurse training school. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #hbcu

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floripire · 5 months

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hc + 😶 for a headcanon about a secret they know of / keep

thematic headcanons // @viikingwitch

it's not so much a secret she keeps but she does know that the world is so much larger than people know. emma tig knows it. dorian williams knows it. doctor saltzman knows it too.

floribeth pieced it all together with wade by her side. she'll divulge the information, but you have to ask for it. and you have to know what you're asking for.

once you know this, you can't unknow this. you'll carry the knowledge forever that there is more out there than mystic falls and new orleans and the salvatore school and malivore.

malivore is a part of the dark dimension, which in itself houses a bunch of supernatural creatures. most - if not all - of those creatures have some link or connection to the night world, an underground society consisting of night people: vampires, werewolves, witches and shapeshifters.

the night world has it's own laws and is governed by a joint council: the inner circle governs the witches and the elders govern the vampires.

(it even had it's own wars.)

it is decreed by the joint council, for instance, that blood-feasts are illegal and forbidden. none of this stops the night people from hosting such events or attending them. blood-feasts are held in black iris clubs - nightclubs and bars for any and all supernaturals - all across america. prominent black iris clubs are the ones in pennsylvania and san francisco. humans aren't allowed (except if they are the ones that will be taken to bed or exsanguinated) and one must be over eighteen - or at least look to be over eighteen - to enter.

there are several other groups active in the night world right now: - the lancers; elite vampire hunters that are stationed on the east coast. their hq is found in boston, massachusetts and they work together with triad industries. - jez redfern's gang; a gang of teenage vampires consisting of morgead blackthorn, thistle galena, raven mandril and valerian stillman. they are all stationed in san francisco. morgead blackthorn might have founded the gang but jez is leading it now. - circle midnight; one of the two official nationwide witch circles which is open to all witches. those who hold with circle midnight lean towards malevolent magic and are not the biggest fans of humans. - circle twilight; one of the two official nationwide witch circles which is open to all witches. those who hold with circle twilight lean towards benevolent magic, hold respect for life but merely tolerate humans. they will attack if provoked. - circle daybreak; a special kind of witch circle, in the sense that it welcomes everyone with open arms from fellow witches to vampires to werewolves to shapeshifters to humans. their goal is to make sure the night world and the human world live in harmony. or as close to it as they can manage. members of this circle are known as 'daybreakers' and floribeth is currently working on officially joining this circle (as she's already been working with them for quite some time now). - keller's team; an elite fighting team consisting of raksha keller, a shapeshifter; winfrith arlin, a witch and nyssa johnson, a vampire. they are considered to be circle daybreak's top operatives and are often out in the field.

due to being related to the harman family through her mother, floribeth has always been drawn to harmony, a town in virginia, coincidentally near mystic falls and grove hill which is filled to the brim with supernatural creatures and it is there that floribeth settles down eventually.

#viikingwitch #floribeth dalisay / headcanons; metas and world building.#//oof this is a lot but hehehe lore brain goes brr #queue.

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newmusicradionetwork · 1 year

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Moe Bandy Celebrates 40th Anniversary Of “Let’s Get Over Them Together” With Becky Hobbs

Award-winning country music legend, Moe Bandy is celebrating the 40th anniversary of the Top 10 duet with Becky Hobbs, “Let’s Get Over Them Together.” Written by Charlie Craig and Keith Stegall, “Let’s Get Over Them Together” became Bandy’s 16th Top 10 hit and continues to be a fan favorite. Bandy was recently inducted into the Class of 2023 of The Texas Cowboy Hall of Fame along with The Texas Ranger Division of the Department of Public Safety, San Antonio Stock Show & Rodeo, Cleo Hearn, and Boots O’Neal. Bandy, was a proud competitor in bull riding prior to pursuing country music full-time. He now joins the ranks of Willie Nelson, George Strait, Red Steagall, Lyle Lovett, Clay Walker, Robert Earl Keen, Aaron Watson, and Bob Wills who have all received this prestigious honor. “This was such an exciting time in my life and career that I will never forget,” shares Bandy. “I was on the road and recording nonstop, which is what I had always dreamed of. When I heard Becky Hobbs for the first time, I knew she was destined for great things! When we went into the studio and recorded “Let’s Get Over Them Together,” it was clear this would be a single. We had a great run with it and hope you are still enjoying it today!” “I met Moe when I opened for him at the Coffeyville, Kansas Fair & Rodeo,” shares Becky Hobbs. “After the show, he was very complimentary and said, “If you had a hit record, you’d be dangerous!” He asked me if I’d be interested in doing a duet, and the rest is history. Moe is genuinely one of the nicest people on the planet, a heckuva singer/entertainer, and a forever friend.” Bandy recently released his new album, ‘Thank You Lord.’ Delivering a heartfelt project, Bandy recorded twelve heartfelt tracks and features special guests The Isaacs on “Family Bible” and The Oak Ridge Boys with Nora Lee Allen on “The Lord Is My Shepherd.” The title track, written by Mo Pitney, Bobby Tomberlin, and Cheryl Riddle offers a true reflection of where Bandy is in his life today, of which he is thankful for another mile, another day, and a life many could have only dreamed of. ‘Thank You Lord’ features tunes from prominent Nashville songwriters including Willie Nelson, Bill Anderson, Hank Williams, and more! The twelve-track project was produced by Michele Voan Capps and sponsored by Gus Arrendale and Springer Mountain Farms and is available on all streaming platforms now! To stream or purchase, visit HERE. “We all try to live life to the fullest and with purpose,” shares Bandy. “When you get to a certain place in your life, you reflect on your past. We have all made mistakes and decisions that we may regret, but you have to look at the positives. God has been so good to me. He has given my family blessings that I never dreamed were even possible. I am so thankful to Him and wanted this album to fully reflect my faith in God. A special thanks to Gus Arrendale and Springer Mountain Farms for their continued support and for making this album a reality.” For further information, visit HERE. ‘Thank You Lord’ Track Listing: Thank You Lord (Bobby Tomberlin, Mo Pitney, Cheryl Riddle) Family Bible ft. The Isaacs (Willie Nelson) I Believe (Drake, Graham, Shirl, Stillman) God Is Great, God Is Good (Bill Anderson) House Of Gold (Hank Williams) The Lord Is My Shepherd ft. The Oak Ridge Boys & Norah Lee Allen (Ardon A. 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Neil Salonen should stand trial for committing perjury based on new evidence!

Don Diligent posted the following on February 6, 2017

Excerpts from Memorandum on Behalf of the Rev. Sun Myung Moon Submitted to Members of the Subcommittee on International Organizations and the Committee on International Relations of the United States House of Representatives

This Memorandum is respectfully submitted to the membership of the Subcommittee on International Organizations (the “Subcommittee”) and the Committee on International Relations (the “Committee”) by the undersigned counsel for Rev. Sun Myung Moon. We have been advised that the Subcommittee has authorized a subpoena directed to Rev. Moon in connection with the Subcommittee’s pending investigation of Korean-American relations, and that it is now considering whether such a subpoena should in fact be issued.

Chairman Fraser has suggested, without disclosing his basis for doing so, the existence of possible links between the KCIA and “persons or organizations affiliated with the Rev. Sun Myung Moon.” However, during the recent public hearings conducted by the Subcommittee, the purely speculative nature of any such inference became clear…charges were rebutted by Neil Albert Salonen in his testimony before an executive session of the Subcommittee.

In fact, both Rev. Moon and other members of the Church have made repeated and emphatic statements – both before the Subcommittee and in other forums – that the Unification Church has no affiliation, either overt or covert, with the South Korean Government or any agency thereof, and that Rev. Sun Myung Moon is a religious leader who has no association or connection with any governmental agency or body.

Even more importantly, logical analysis supports the proposition that there is no link between the Korean government and the Unification Church.

In light of the speculative nature of the Subcommittee’s “evidence”…it is respectfully submitted that before the Subcomittee can legitimately summon Rev. Moon as a witness, it must demonstrate by direct and reliable evidence that an affiliation exists between the Unification Church and the Korean government…“Unevaluated” and speculative testimony and intelligence reports – especially where demonstrably erroneous in their description of underlying facts simply do not and cannot satisfy the Subcommittee’s burden.

Moreover, the religious faith of individual members of the Unification Church will necessarily be affected by compelling their religious leader to testify…

At a minimum, the Subcommittee must first adduce reliable, first-hand information showing that Rev. Moon is an agent of the Korean government. Only on the basis of such information should the Committee permit the subpoena to be served.

DATED: New York, New York May 12, 1978

Respectfully submitted,

Law Offices of Charles A. Stillman Attorneys for Rev. Sun Myung Moon

Excerpt from Investigation of Korean-American Relations (Moonies, aka Unification Church)Relations with the Park Government

In the late 1950’s, Moon’s message was favorably received by four young, English-speaking Korean Army officers, all of whom were later to provide important contacts with the post-1961 Korean Government. One was Pak Bo Hi, who had joined the ROK Army in 1950. Han Sang Keuk (aka Bud Han), a follower of Moon’s since the late 1950’s, became a personal assistant to Kim Jong Pil, the architect of the 1961 coup and founder of the KCIA. Kim Sang In (Steve Kim) retired from the ROK Army in May 1961, joined the KCIA and became an interpreter for Kim Jong Pil]. He continued as a close personal aide to Kim Jong Pil until 1966. At that time, Steve Kim returned to his position as KCIA officer, later to become the KCIA’s chief of station in Mexico City. He was a close friend of Pak Bo Hi and a supporter of the UC. The fourth, Han Sang Kil, was a military attache at the ROK Embassy in Washington in the late 1960’s. Executive branch reports also linked him to the KCIA. On leaving the service of the ROK Government, Han became Moon’s personal secretary and tutor to his children.

From page 6 of New Age Frontiers - December 1962

Dear Miss Kim (Young Oon Kim),

Thanks you so much for your letter. In 1960, we tried to locate you in Oregon but later found you had moved to California. As you no doubt realize, activities of the last months have excluded any letter writing–even my close friends (your (her) three dedicated students)Sang, Bo Hi, and Bud. I hope some day we can meet. Mrs. Butterwick joins in sending all good wishes.

Lt. Col. John T. Butterwick

690 Geneva Place

Davis Islands, Tampa 6. Fla.

Excerpt from A History Of The Unification Church In America, 1959–74 - Emergence of a National Movement - Michael L. Mickler

Jong Pil Kim. Chairman of the newly emerged Supreme Council for National Reconstruction (SCNR) in Korea, Jong Pil Kim journeyed to the United States in November, 1961, for talks with American leaders and a meeting with President John Kennedy. After the talks, he spent two days in San Francisco before returning to Korea. During his stay in the Bay Area, Miss Kim received a call from a Colonel Han, a church member and one of Jong Pil Kim’s aides and interpreters. He had arranged for Miss Kim and five American members not only to attend a reception but also to have an audience with the chairman.

At the reception, members met another aide who had recently joined the church, and in the private audience Miss Kim spoke of her work in America. In addition, each American member gave a brief testimony of their experiences with the church. While the meeting was relatively routine, its significance was enormous for a community which was struggling with obscurity and rejection.

Excerpts from pages 25-28 of New Age Frontiers - September 1967

Message of Governor Kyong Whan Pak

On Sunday, July 30, we had a visitor from Korea who is the Governor of Kangwon Province, Kyong Whan Pak. He is the first governor to invite our group to lecture for anti-Communist purposes. He is visiting America at the invitation of the State Department. Mr, Bo Hi Pak invited him to meet with us on Sunday, and he gave the following talk after the service:

“…This is my third trip to the United States. The first trip was made at the same time as Mr. Pak for purposes of study. The second trip, also under military auspices, was in 1959. This time, my third trip, I came at the invitation of the State Department…Before I became governor, 90 percent of my activity was in military life…I have formed a group which is nothing like an organized religious body…I plan to train 3000 rural youth…with a new ideology to counteract the Communist ideology…”

“There are about sixty young people from the Unification Church who are assisting me in the training of the young people…I chose them to assist me in the program…Each month these young people of the Unification Church give an antiCommunist lecture…In order to help them materially, I have issued bus passes to them to use in their travels in the province Kang Won…I would like to express my whole-hearted congratulations for the expansion of the Unification movement abroad, particularly in America…I would also like to extend the invitation to you to visit Korea, particularly my province. I will be most happy to welcome you and show you around.”

Excerpt from New Age Frontiers - November 1970

Nora Spurgin - More Inspiring Give and Take in Korea

October 14…A visit to the Korean CIA was scheduled for us in the afternoon. We were given a guided tour through exhibitions of North Korean culture and history; a briefing on statistics about present North Korea; a movie on North Korea; and discussion (questions and answers) with a spy who had defected from North Korea.

Excerpt from The Rising Tide - March 3, 1975

Mr. and Mrs. Fefferman and FLF President Neil Salonen, together with representatives of the Japanese and European couples who participated in the wedding, Unification Church President Young Whi Kim and German Unification Church President Paul Werner met with Korean Prime Minister Kim Jong-pil on February 5 in Seoul. Rev. Kim presented the Prime Minister with a contribution of more than U.S. $100,000 for the Korean New Village Movement, from contributions given by the 3600 wedding participants.