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Not you acting like your presentation didn't traumatize all of us
I was making a presentation about the worst mob psycho 100 rabbit hole I stumbled upon for my friends and I needed some visuals So I drew them (those little silly creatures is the only thing that was keeping me sane)
Wally Clark x Reader Drabble
Just a quick little drabble about Wally and reader trying out some thigh riding. Really more banter than smut, but enjoy!
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"I really don't understand why you wore shorts on top of the grey sweatpants?" you teased as you sat in Wally's lap. "I mean you died after the movie Rocky came out and he was just rocking the grey sweatpants."
"It was the style!" Wally groaned.
"This is why the 90s were WAY better than the 80s."
"Excuse me?" Wally gasped. "The Goonies? Stand by Me? E. freaking T! Not to mention Dirty Dancing, which I know you love. So don't even try." He acused pointing a finger at you. "As well as MTV. The 80s were the shit."
"The 80s had great movies no doubt but fashion please! The 80s will forever be the spandex era, and you my wonderful Wally, are a victim of that." You said making your point, and trying to get up from Wally's lap.
"You think I'm a fashion victim?" Wally gaped, and pulled you back down to where you were stradling his thigh, the heat of his strong thighs radiating through the grey sweatpants he always wore. "Please I might have been dead but I watched everyone go through the 2010s, all that galaxy print still makes me shudder." He made an exasperated shivering motion which made you laugh as he wrapped his arms back around your torso.
"I never said that the 2010s fashion wasn't shit either. I think that galaxy print and spandex go hand in hand with the fashion victim department."
"Oh you're going to pay for that comment, baby. I ain't nobody's fashion victim." The grip on your waist tightened just a fraction.
"Oh yeah? And whatcha gonna do...Wallace?" You sassed staring those dark brown eyes down. And watched as they flicked down to your precarious position, straddling his thigh.
"Hmmm. Let's see what this will do." He said as he grabbed the hem of your jeans, and brought you forward on his thigh. You let out a small gasp, as the seam of your jeans hit just right on your clit as he brought you up his thigh.
"Wally!" You gasped.
"Did it feel good baby?"
"That's not the point." You said softly still trying to sound stern. "People will hear us." Wally leaned in close for a kiss.
"I promise I'll keep you quiet." He smirked, then pulled you back down his leg and back up again. You let out a reluctant moan and Wally was quick to cover your mouth with his, hushing your moans.
"Wally." You tried again, but he was having fun now and there's no stopping Wally not until he's made you cream your pants.
"You're so sensitive baby. We're going to have to do this more in the future." He growled, as he brought you back down and up again. "Do you think I could make you cum like this? It's going to be fun trying." He chuckled, kissing you again and deepening it this time, his tongue invading your mouth, eating the small moans he pulled from you.
"Maybe next time, I'll do this when you've only got your panties on, see how fast this fashion victim can make you cum, huh?"
You couldn't help the giggle that escaped, you and the heat that the thought of you two doing this again brought to your core.
MK1 Rain Theory/Idea
I have a theory/idea that Rain was a god but was cast down by his parents and became a mortal. Because I hoped for demigod Rain to be explored in this timeline, I don’t like the idea of Rain being a sorcerer. It’s not the worst decision since Rain can still be a well-written character, though I was still disappointed.
This idea came to me randomly so it’ll most likely be disjointed which I apologize for. I was inspired by Greek mythology. There is a story of Zeus stripping his children, specifically Apollo, of their powers and making them mortals so they learn a lesson.
Here is my theory/idea:
Born the youngest son of the gods Argus and Delia, Rain was a powerful god of water. He had a happy life with his parents and brothers- Taven and Daegon, but grew to be arrogant and believing mortals were lesser than him. This attitude led to his downfall. Alongside his brothers, Rain threatened to harm a country due to them not worshiping his family to his satisfaction. Disgusted by their children’s behavior, Argus and Delia stopped their children and planned to punish their children accordingly. With the help of Liu Kang, Argus and Delia decided to strip their sons’ godhood and have them reborn in the mortal realm- Outworld- so they learn to appreciate and care for mortals. Rain- regressed to a baby- would be raised as Zeffeero by a woman called Amara. He would grow to be kinder and ambitious, leading him to learn sorcery and become the kingdom’s high mage; I headcanon that Rain used his water magic to heal people as well. He’d live his life on the right path until Shang Tsung manipulated him and unleashed his darker impulses. His actions in the game would still be the same, including his sort of redemption in his tower ending.
In a future game, the Taven/Daegon plot could return though, instead of their quest is to prevent Armageddon, Rain, Taven, and Daegon would race to their family’s original temple (through memories and clues left by their parents) for the chance to regain their godhood as long as they are deemed worthy. Other characters can be involved by the villains learning this and trying to achieve godhood while the heroes try to stop them. This gives NRS the opportunity to bring back Taven, Daegon, Argus, Delia, and Blaze into the New Era. Rain’s story could end either with him being a god again but with a better understanding and care for mortals or he decides to stay mortal.
I don’t think this will happen in the game since I think the canon reason why Rain is not a god/demigod is because Liu Kang didn’t want to risk him becoming the arrogant, power-hungry person he was in previous timelines. Also, the Armageddon tower was already referenced in MK1 so it'll most likely not come back.
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.
John 15:13
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I have blotted out your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist; return to me, for I have redeemed you.
Isaiah 44:22
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Isaiah 1 NIV
18 "Come now, let us settle the matter," says the LORD.
"Though your sins are like scarlet,
they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson,
they shall be like wool.
19 If you are willing and obedient,
you will eat the good things of the land;
20 but if you resist and rebel, you will be devoured by the sword."
For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.
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The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 1:14
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Yes, you will suffer for a short time. But after that, God will make everything right. He will make you strong. He will support you and keep you from falling. He is the God who gives all grace. He chose you to share in his glory in Christ. That glory will continue forever.
1 Peter 5:10
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What is god but a fanfic writer?
Reminder that when cc's say they are okay with like.. other pronouns doesn't mean they use any pronouns!
-George saying he's okay with people using they/them pronouns doesn't mean he uses he/they pronouns -Dream saying he's okay with they/them doesn't mean he uses he/they pronouns -Philza saying he's okay with people using any pronouns for him doesn't mean he goes by any pronouns -Awesamdude and BadBoyHalo saying that they use he/him but don't mind if people use they/them doesn't mean they use he/they pronouns.
That just means they won't be upset if you use those for them.
Meanwhile, when ccs DO say that they use more than 1 set of pronouns, like Cyberonix (He/They), Eret and Ponk (Any), Moonzycat (She/They), and Snifferish (They/She), you should use the other pronouns instead of sticking to one.
There's a difference between "I don't mind what pronouns you call me" and "I use these set of pronouns"
OC Phone Wallpaper for September
Random idea which turned out quite nice. Might do one each month.
If for whatever reason you wanna use it, feel free to. Resolution is optimised for my device tho.
Commissions open , links
Lid on top 🌱
Nice and warm in there.. Not quite sure how I came up with this but Lui looks cool in there.
This is all one character/ his rainbow dragon mutation he can separate from his body too. Needed something to fill out the space inside the glass. Lol
No worries as a god he can't suffocate ;)
his death’s avenger; his father’s son
[ID: an illustration of riz from fantasy high, poised dramatically on an enormous red dragon’s head, as he stabs it through the skull with a black sword. the background is a bright yellow, and contrasts starkly with riz’s enormous shadow, cast behind him. riz is a tiny green but well-dressed goblin, wearing a button-up, vest, tie, pants and nice shoes. determined, riz glares fiercely at the dragon, which is rendered in high detail and growls at riz, mouth open. the second image is zoomed in on riz, perched above the dragon’s eye.]
Eldritch Elderan is a powerful and ancient Cybertronian from the planet Cybertron. Said to be the direct creation of Unicron and purified by Primus, Elderan has power over the powers of Order and Chaos. He used the abilities to assist the 13 Original Primes and even create his own race of Cybertronians (called the Elderians), giving them the planet Abothol.
He has since disappeared, and been regarded as a simple myth. But the disruption of the Cybertronian Civil War has caused him to reveal himself, whilst in a weakened form but still incredibly powerful. He has aligned himself with the Autobots and helped them gain an incredible foothold in the war.
i'm gonna freaking combust this is so joel...i need this man to do everything FOR me and TO me !!!!!!
"Somebody will say something like "I can't help myself" but let me tell you something. Listen, the devil can't make a Child of God do anything. He cannot make you. He will lead you, he will guide you, he'll entice you, tempt you but he can't make you." - Dr. Charles Stanley.
Once you have surrendered yourself to Christ, once you have been born again, and once you're gifted with the Holy Spirit, you are a Child of God and therefore you're no longer a slave to the world. You're no longer a slave to the spiritual principalities that rule this word (Ephesians 2:2, Proverbs 1:10).
As a Child of God we are called and expected to walk in step with the Holy Spirit on a "moment by moment" basis. Meaning we don't seek him once a day, once a week, once a month, only when we're in trouble and distress, but on a moment to moment basis. Seeking him every moment of everyday.
We do this because everyday we wake up we face three enemies:
The world
The flesh
The devil
This is why we seek the Spirit on a moment by moment basis. We seek his council, his wisdom, his strength. We seek him when we are inevitably confronted by one of these three enemies and they can come at any moment.
Moment by moment we should be listening to the Holy Spirit. Why? Because he is our guide. He is our gift from the Father above.
Trust me, I know how hard it can be to struggle with sin, to struggle with giving in. I understand just as much as anybody. But I promise you, it's possible to live life without sin, I've done it before, I can do it again. And I know you can too. Amen, may God bless you, always. 🤍
Ephesians 1:14 NLT
[14] The Spirit is God’s guarantee that he will give us the inheritance he promised and that he has purchased us to be his own people. He did this so we would praise and glorify him.
Romans 8:4
For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God.
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jack is only 3 years old he doesn’t know the first thing about parenting
dazai :) i love abstract art stuff so much its so fun and quick to make!!
Love is all around! Love of all kinds ways and expression! Happy Valentine’s Day!!
I spoke to god and shes a teenage girl
She’s telling me about K-pop. Was it Jennie or Jung-kook?
I don’t remember and I don’t really get it but she’s so excited so I listen.
Next she begins to show me the dance sequences. They look complicated. And she tells me all about how she and her friends are going to dance together.
I ask how long I’m going to live for.
She says, how tf should I know.
And then she starts telling me about a girl named Marie. She hates Marie. Hates the way Marie holds herself, the way Marie chews her pencils, the way Marie laughs as if she’s been kicked in the teeth.
She hates Marie so I do too.
My hamster dies tragically as they all do. Escaped onto the road and driven over. When she finds out, she mourns.
Her cries make her body convulse, like she's giving up some part of herself. Her sobbing is so loud it rattles the braces on my teeth.
She cries over my hamster’s body for 5 days and when I bury him, she delivers a eulogy so beautiful I’m almost thankful he did die, just so I could hear her speech.
When my grandma gets cancer, I demand an answer from her. Why didn’t she tell me?
She shrugs and says everyone has their time and goes back to scrolling on tiktok.
I pass my exam with a grade so good it’s shocking for mediocre me and she congratulates me.
At my congratulatory dinner, she makes it all about herself and says our friendship was the driving force behind my good grade.
I grab her and pull her into the bathroom, where I slap her so hard there are nail marks on her cheek.
She looks in the mirror, peeved I ruined her lipgloss.
When my first boyfriend cheats on me, I cry so much in her arms that I think I’ve cried enough to fill the Atlantic sea.
She corrects me and tells me it’s closer to The Red Sea.
I ask if I deserved this, she doesn’t answer. I ask if there's something wrong with me, she doesn’t answer. I ask if I am unlovable, she doesn’t answer.
I ask her why she didn’t respond to my last text, she says she was busy.
One day we’re eating ice cream together on a warm summer day, her rum raisin, me elderflower and I ask her what I should do to please her.
She considers the question, humming and haaing on it. Then she tells me, go to the deepest darkest part of the ocean and bring me back one of those funny looking sea creatures.
I ask if she’s being serious and she says she always is.
When i'm dying and we see each other again, she first tells me about all my wrinkles and gray hairs and recommends a guy she knows that could help with that.
Are we going to be together forever now, I ask?
She wrinkles her nose at that and says no, you bring down the vibes.
A believer asks their God for love
I want to be consumed. To not be myself anymore and become part of something else. That’s what true love is. I want you to give me new life. Set fire to my soul. I’ve spent my whole life hurting, aching but I know love will fix me. Your love will fix me. Kiss me with those golden lips and pour your sunshine into me. It will fix me. It has to. Everything I touch, I leave with scars. Look what I've done to my body, look at my body and tell me you still love me. Touch the scar on my right knee, caress the mark on my forehead, kiss the old wounds on my achilles heel. Take them from me, I give them willingly. What is my body supposed to do without you, how should I move it without your instruction?
My whole life I have been waiting for you. I am a believer prostrating before the altar of my god, you. Wash away my sins, make me anew. Let me be reborn in your light. Make me into something lovable, make into something worth holding. Unmake me from what I am. You are purity and divinity, all things I am not. When God made us, we were made in your image, but not me. Not me. I am a wretched thing, I am not your creation but I could be. I could be beautiful, I know you could make it so.
I once heard someone ask “Do you love God or are you in love with God?” and yes is my answer. Is there a difference? Not to me.
I love you like something that can’t be loved back. I know that, I know that.
Apparently a part of the reason why farmed bees stay in the beehives that humans build for them is because the farm hives are safer and sturdier. I don't know how a busy Discord server's worth of bugs that only have one brain cell each would logically conclude that the humans protect them from outside threats, illness and parasites, but if I understood right, the bees would be free to move away and build a new nest somewhere else any time they'd want, and they simply choose not to.
You know how in almost every culture, people have some concept of "if I sacrifice something that I made/grew/produced to the Gods, they will ward me and my harvest from evil"?
So, in a way, don't the bees willingly sacrifice a part of their harvest to an entity not only far greater than them, but nearly beyond their comprehension, in exchange for protection against natural forces wildly outside of their own control?
So tell me, beekeepers, what are you to your bees, if not a mildly eldritch God?
I NEED SOMEONE TO TAKE ME BY THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND SLAM MY USELESS, EMPTY SKULL INTO THE TENDER MAUVE EMBRACE OF THE PLANET FITNESS FRONT FACING DIVERGENT LAT PULL MACHINE!!!!
JUST PUT MY CRANIUM RIGHT THROUGH THAT PURPLE FUCKING METAL BABY JUST SLAM DOWN AND HIT ME THROUGH IT TILL THE CENTER PANEL BRACE OF THIS MACHINE COMES JUTTING THROUGH THE BACK OF MY EMPTY HEAD.
i’m a LOSER and all my classmates call me a STONER even though i am NOT one and i have a CAFFIENNE ADDICTION and i am having withdrawl headaches from DIET COKE and i hqve like THREE FRIENDS and i am emotionally shackled to some guy form like two months ago who kept kissing me but only when we were DRUNK and he DOESNT like me and we don’t TALK and i HATE HIM and i hope he DIES and i have NO boyfriend and TWO TEMP JOBS and NO FUCKING MONEY and a BROKE ASS CAR and like THREE FRIENDS and NO BOYFRIEND it bears repeating and i NEED to get hit by an AMERICAN PETERBILT OVERSIZE LOAD SEMI TRUCK!!!!!
What cruel made it so the feeling of hunger and feeling of shitting the same thing
Why must it be that I, a pity-less mortal, must suffer for the sins that a forfather from long ago did
Which god was the one that gave us this curse, was it Zeus, I bet it’s Zeus that fucker