The other day my doctor told me I won’t be able to fast due to my heart problem. While I expected that would be the case, hearing it for certain left me in tears.
It’s taken a few days and a lot of prayers but I am determined inshaAllah to make the most out of this holy month. I will be focusing on the Quran (learning it in Arabic as well inshaAllah!!), wearing the hijab, and salat :-)
The best thing about this is neither the Elvis impersonation or that it’s the newest recording of David Bowie speaking, it’s the insanely funny fact that you can hear the soft “plop, plop, plopplop” of the Mac towards the end which regulates the volume of the background song (and the click at the beginning which starts it).
This man does records for a living. He could’ve just… edited it in. And, you know, make a fade out. Probably would’ve been a lot easier to time, too. But no.
Bless David Bowie, honestly, and bless you. Have a happy, happy holiday time.
Love that is like no other. Love that stands till the end and beyond. Love that overcomes even death..Only His love is like this, friends.Christ is Risen! Through His resurrection we can have the Eternity.Have beautiful and blessed holidays and always keep His light in your heart!
Prompt: ReaperxMexican Fem!Talon!Reader. Gabe and reader where together b4 the fall- something of a forbidden love that was purely carnal. When Gabe becomes Reaper she wants him despite his frightening visage and develops actual feelings for him despite him trying to push her away. He tries so hard he even disappears from Talon but she doesn’t give up- she goes AWOL just to find him because honestly- even monsters deserve some love.
Your relationship with Gabriel was a special one. It was wonderful that overwatch hosted such a wide variety of people, but you found comfort in discovering someone of a similar ethnicity to yourself. You quickly buddied up with Gabriel. You’d cockily speak in Spanish with each other, laughing when those around you stared cluelessly, wondering what you were saying. It was also a blessing to have someone to celebrate holidays with and share wonderful, home made Mexican cuisine without getting looks of apprehension.
It quickly got to the point where you’d loiter around in his office after hours, the two of you just chatting up a storm and enjoying each other’s company. Somehow, the conversation was driven to your appearances. You complimented him on his rugged, battle worn looks and he admired your unending beauty. Even on the worst of days, he swore he never saw a single hair out of place on you. The two of you shared a bit of an awkward silence and before you knew it, your lips were locked with his. You have no idea if he instigated it or if your body moved on its own, but here you were, making out with Gabriel Reyes and grinding desperately on his pelvis as he situated you in his lap.
Things just took off from there. The two of you made quick work of your clothes and in no time at all, Gabriel was fucking you quick and hard on his desk. Gabriel pounded into your pussy, letting out a soft pleasured grunt with every thrust. With the creaking of the desk and your bodies slamming into it, you two were making quite a racket, but neither of you cared. You both just desperately chased after the release you’ve been craving. And when you came, you saw stars. It was by far the best sex you ever had. No way were you letting Gabriel run away now.
So, after that fateful night, you and Gabriel became fuck buddies. Nothing more, nothing less. Any time one of you was horny, you’d just call each other up and get to fucking. It was wonderful, the freedom of it all. Only, it wasn’t so free. You both knew that it would be bad if word got out about your relationship, so you did your best to keep it a secret around your fellow teammates. Sure, it was difficult, but you loved the experience all the same. And maybe… you were starting to love something else.
Then came the fall of Overwatch. Everything just… went to shit, and Gabriel was nowhere to be found. You kept hearing that Gabriel had died in the explosion, but you refused to believe it. Overwatch may have been over, but you used your connections to track down Gabriel.
It took years, but you finally drew a connection between Gabriel and the Talon leader known as Reaper. of course you had to confront him about this. So, you made your way to infiltrate Talon base. You were about to approach the gates when a dark figure tackled you to the ground. They must have had pretty good security to already know you were coming.
You fought your way out of the stranger’s grasp, then gasped upon discovering it was none other than Reaper. The one you were looking for! “Gabriel!” you shout with glee, opening your arms to bring him in for a hug. Instead, you are met with a shove back into the ground, Reaper grumbling above you.
“What are you talking about? Are you delusional? There is no Gabriel here. Just me and you, sweetface.”
“Cut the crap, Gabe,” you reply. “I know it’s you. I’ve done my research. I just… wanted to see you again. You just up and left. Everyone thinks you’re dead. I just… I had to be sure.”
You feel Reaper tense over you. He’s silent for awhile, likely lost in thought. Then, he lets out a sigh and reaches for his mask. “Don’t know why you were so eager to find me,” he says, admitting that he was in fact Gabriel. “Should have just accepted that I died, because now you get to witness the monster I’ve become.”
He removes his mask and looks you dead in the eye. He didn’t look… too different… Mostly pale with intense red eyes and parts of his face that seemed to bleed black smoke. It was like wounds kept opening and closing on his visage. It was bad, but not horrible.
You scoff. “Aw, you don’t look that bad, Gabe. Still pretty fuckable I’d say.”
Reaper practically roars with rage and stomps away from you, putting his mask back on. “Is that all you want then? Please, there’s plenty of better men out there. Get lost before I’m forced to kill you.” And with that, he was nothing but a gust in the wind, completely gone out of your sight. You decided you’d leave for now, but you’d be back shortly.
Word circulated around the Talon base that a former Overwatch member was joining the ranks. Reaper came running, looking to see who it was. he let out an audible groan to see it was you. he immediately pulled you aside and lectured you on how dangerous it is to be a member of Talon. You just shrugged it off, telling him you would follow him to the ends of the Earth, no matter what the cost. Even if it meant joining a terrorist organization, you would do it just to be with Gabriel again. You tried clearing things up, explaining that you aren’t just in this for the great sex you once had. You admitted you were starting to develop true feelings for him, and to be without him was just growing too painful for you.
Reaper just pushed you away, insisting it would be far more painful to stay with him the way he was now, and he stormed off, literally fuming with frustration.
Still, you were persistent. Any time you could, you would go on missions with Reaper or make excuses to hang out with him during your down time. However, every instance was met with a harsh coldness from Reaper which just broke your heart more and more with every passing moment. It was a consistent pattern. Every time you’d get close to him, it’d feel like he was finally going to open up to you, then he’d immediately push you away. Was it something you did? Something you said? Reaper was giving off very bizarre messages that you couldn’t quite pick up on. Even so, you still refused to give up. You knew the real Gabriel Reyes was in there somewhere. And just like you didn’t give up on his supposed death, you wouldn’t give up this time either.
That was… until Reaper completely vanished. Report went out throughout Talon that Reaper had abandoned his post and soldiers were already on the hunt for his head. You couldn’t understand, why would he just up and leave like that? Something had to be wrong. You were sure of it. So… you too abandoned Talon and went on the hunt for the man you desperately yearned for.
With Talon operatives on your tail, it was very difficult to track down Reaper. You did not want Talon to catch him first, so you had to work twice as hard to get the information you needed. But, sure enough, all your hard work soon came to fruition.
After leading the Talon operatives away from your trail, you immediately went to Reaper’s location so you could finally confront him and clear up all this nonsense. However, Reaper was no where to be found. The hiding spot looked abandoned, like no one had been there in years. Perhaps your information was wrong? But that just couldn’t be…
However, you didn’t have much time to think it over because you were soon surrounded by Talon members, all aiming directly at your head and ready to fire. You were so confused. Didn’t you lead them away? They must have been too smart for your own good. You take a deep breath, and make no effort to get away. You had accepted your fate and were ready for the end. Then, just before the call to fire was issued, you heard several thumps and grunts around you and in the blink of an eye, every soldier was unconscious on the ground. You tried looking around to see who your savior was, when two arms came from behind you to spin you around and you saw him. Reaper. Before you could utter a greeting, he pulled you in for a tight hug and you could have sworn you felt him… trembling.
“Damn it, why do you keep coming after me…” he growls, though his voice did not bear the strength it usually did. “Can’t you see I’m nothing but trouble? You almost got killed, and for what? A fucked up abomination like me? Just go home before things get any worse…”
You feel him try to pull away, but you quickly wrap your arms around him and return the hug with vigor. “I’m not going anywhere,” you reply. “I came this far because I care so much about you. We may have just been fuck buddies before, but… I’ve really come to love you Gabriel. I just wish you’d accept me.”
Reaper gazed down on you, presumably deep in thought. He gently cupped your face in his hands and had you look at him. “How could you possibly love a monster like me?” he asked softly. Truly, the real Gabriel was beginning to surface.
You just smile and gently remove his mask, gazing at his new… very different face. “You don’t look like a monster to me,” you say plainly. “No, this face… this is the face of mi cielito.”
You hear a hitch in Gabriel’s breath before you lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips. Just a gentle peck since Gabriel seemed so stunned. However, just as you were about to pull away, Gabriel pulled you back and returned your kiss with an intense, hungry passion. The two of you shared this bliss for just a moment before pulling away for air.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered. “I’m so sorry, mi amor. I have missed you so much, yearned for you… But after what I had become, I couldn’t bear to face you again. When you came to find me, you don’t know how happy I was to see you, but.. there was no way I could pursue a relationship with you. Not after what has happened to me.”
You gently shush him and press a soft kiss to his cheek. “I want to be there with you for everything, Gabe. What’s done is done. Let’s just focus on us now, okay?”
Gabriel looks close to tears, but he nods in approval and brings you in for another hug. He’d be sure to stay close to you from now on. It’s just you two against the world now, but honestly, the two of you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Jack discovered hockey on his own, he became an amazing player on his own merits and was drafted first without any drama by the Falconers.
He had some anxiety issues during his rookie year, but manage to get through them with the help of George/the team.
He’s one of the top players out there and things are going well for him when he falls in love and starts dating Bitty, their PR intern in charge of social media who is working during the summer before his final year at Samwell.
Their relationship starts slow, but they get serious about each other and Bitty moves in with Jack after he graduates and Jack comes out soon after.
Everything is perfect in Jack’s life, and he asks Bitty to marry him. He gets a yes of course and they happily set out to plan their wedding etc.
@caitthepiemaker and I have been talking about Bitty’s love for Thanksgiving and how y’all need to cool it with these ‘it’s practically Christmas’ posts because Y’ALL.
THANKSGIVING IS SO IMPORTANT.
like I get there’s the whole commercialism thing and maybe in other regions it’s being phased out? But in the South that’s not part of your Thanksgiving really?
it’s food and family and making recipes written down on index cards that get pulled out of the tin once a year
it’s telling stories about Thanksgivings Past even though you tell the same story every year.
“do you remember when the collard greens in the pressure cooker exploded and ended up on the ceiling?”
“Don’t let cousin Jo touch the biscuits. You remember the Baking Soda Fisasco of ‘09”
“Remember the time that woman promised to bring the turkey and turned it into a casserole– bless her heart– and you had to drive all the way to Athens to find a Walmart open and convince them to sell you just the turkey from their pre-cooked meals?”
((True stories from my fam))
So when Bitty goes to college he has planned for this from the very beginning. Freshman year was an improvised turkey sandwich with cranberry sauce and fetta cheese, but after he moves into the Haus there’s nothing to hold him back.
“Later he took to calling himself by his
father’s name – John d'Uskglass – but in the early part of his reign he was known
simply by one of the many titles his friends or enemies gave him: the King; the
Raven King; the Black King; the King in the North.”
Quick hello to everyone of you precious nice people here. We haven’t forgotten you. We haven’t forgotten our favorite two either.
At least three of us were working with the DNC and HRC’s campaign, and that’s why we didn’t have time and we haven’t been around. Needless to say, all of us are seriously pissed after what happened in this election, and both those three people and the rest of us are fighting back, like many of you too.
To get back to more pleasant topics: let the haters foam at the mouth, because these holidays have been a blessing at least where love and family is concerned, for certain people. And when we say certain people, we definitely and completely exclude fake spouses who failed at football and ex wives.
The East coast is where it’s at. And we don’t mean New Canaan, CT. Stop believing what is sold to the public and while we’re at it, if in almost four years you haven’t understood that family is in on the tricking, too, just take an IQ test because it ain’t going well for you, buddy.
Love to the people on the S.S. Terry, and nothing at all to all the rest.
So, this time, I decided to do something different. Something special. I hope you guys like it, and if you do, please like or reblog! It will help alot and thank yooou if you do. Merry Christmas, I hope you guys have the best holidays ever. God bless you all and your respective families. LOVE, MUCH LOVE, to each one of you that follows me and supports my job. Xoxo, A.N.
Imagine that you and your new boyfriend are hanging out together but then, subtly, you guys meet David, walking over there. Firstly, you don’t really know what to say, but smiles at him, that didn’t stop walking, but still stared at you guys. [gif]
“Hey, David.” Your boyfriend says, only to imply. You roll your eyes and David forces a smile at your boyfriend. [gif]
Imagine that you’re an interviewer and David is waiting you to come over and start the interview. You’ve had never been with him before, not even before the interview and you were really nervous. Your friend - that works with you - was there too, trying to make you relax. When you both get close to the room that David is waiting, she says:
“Don’t worry. He’s funny, cute, beautiful and it will make you laugh a lot. You’ll feel comfortable with him.”
“I know he’s funny, cute, beautiful and that he’s going to make me laugh all the time, I had to read a lot about him. And that’s why I’m nervous.” You confess, biting your lip.
“Nervous of what? Nervous of falling in love?” Your friend jokes about it.
“Maybe yes. He’s single, tho.” She laughs, winking at you. “It’s a joke, I’m just playing."
"Yeah. Every joke has a grain of truth."
What you both didn’t know, is that David were listening to the whole conversation and that was his reaction, before you come in the room:
"So, recently, you and your girlfriend had to break up because of distance. How’re feeling about this?” The interviewer asks, but David couldn’t look at him or at the camera to answer.
“I don’t know about her, but it’s being hard, man…” [gif]
“I heard that you got engaged, David. Congratulations!” The interviewer says, putting his hand on the player’s shoulder, that smiled right away.
נשים שק של נחשים ממש ככה מה כואב לכן לשים לי לייק בערב ראש השנה מגעילות זה מה שאתן אישה כלבה שכותבת כמו מיסכנה מקבלת 2000 לייקים ואני מברכת אותכם שמה תמונה של המפרום שלי מקבלת 6 לייקים מה ניסגר איתכן אתן בסדר
An happy new years blessing for all my jewish friends!!! have a great holiday!