Local reprobate thinks the Canaanites didn't sacrifice children,
ignoring centuries of historical and archaeological records. 🤦 Post
+ Tophet shrines unearthed at Carthage and other Canaanite settlements where urns filled with the charred remains of infants were discovered.
+ Ancient Phoenician inscriptions literally dedicating children to Baal and Molech.
+ Secular historians like Plutarch, Diodorus Siculus, and Kleitarchos recorded Canaanites burning babies alive to gain favor from their gods.
+ and, of course, the Bible itself corroborates it in multiple places - like in Leviticus 18:21, Jeremiah 7:31, 2 Kings 23:10 - and these align with independent pagan records.
"ThErE'S nO eViDeNcE tHeY dId," says local anti-religious atheist.
But I guess I need to be enlightened in order to understand 🤷♀️
Found out recently that if I were amab, I would’ve been named ‘Joshua’, and I’ve been wanting to incorporate this into being my chosen name. My friend recommended the original version of it, ‘Yashua’ and I think ts goes hard asf as a chosen name! So, what are we thinkin? Should Yashua be my chosen name?
Transmascs of tumblr: Should Yashua be anon’s chosen name?
Yes, absolutely! 100%
Yes, if you’re cool w/ people assuming you’re religious, Christian or Jewish
Sure, if you have some kind of connection to Judaism or the Hebrew language
Only if you are Jewish, otherwise it’s uncomfortable or problematic
Yes, for reasons I’ll explain in the notes
Neutral / unsure
No, I don’t think it’s a great name
No, definitely not, absolutely not
No, for reasons I’ll explain in the notes
Other answer / it’s complicated
See results / not transmasc button
Voting ended onMar 5
Disclaimer: this is all your name to choose and these polls aren’t meant to choose your name for you
Warnings: 18+ its smut! Unprotected sex. Don’t try this at home unless you or your partner know how to handle a fireplace without accidentally catching the blanket or carpet or something on fire. This might be the nastiest. Definitely the nastiest thus far.
Disclaimer: THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL WRITING. You do not have the right or consent to copy my work and claim it as your own. You do not have the right to even copy my work. I can and will publicly shame you. Changing the boy is still plagiarism. Write your own work. Don’t test me or karma. Don’t be a useless leech.
Note: I tried making this cute, but like my typical rule is around 200 words in I get stuck and I just turn filthy.
It's gonna be a warm December
Makin' memories to last 'til next November
It's gonna be a warm, warm December
'Cause this holiday, I got you with me
Delicate circles were drawn on your lower back, as your chest pressed against his. You were both laying on the floor of the den close to the fireplace. A faux fur light brown blanket lay flat on the floor with a soft red checkered blanket covering your lower torsos. You both wanted to get away and have a moment in complete privacy right before the chaos of Christmas. Renting a ski house in Vermont seemed far enough away with a beautiful view. The house was located up on the mountains surrounded by nature. It was as if you guys were back in the honey moon phase, tangling in the sheets, stealing kisses left and right. Craving to be as close as possible to each other.
As we cuddle up next to the fireplace, mm
We'll be burnin up our own flames, oh, oh
Hangin' like a thousand mistletoes, ah
So I can kiss you everywhere you go
The fire crackled lightly in the background, giving off a warm yellow glow to everything near it. The room was quiet, and peaceful listening to his heartbeat and a quite crackle of the fire brought you comfort. His shaggy brown hair was soft between your fingers as you idly twirled his locks. You were both resting for a moment, letting your bodies rest after a particularly rough round. Feeling his load slowly drip down your walls and puddle at your slit had you gently squirming against his legs.
“You okay hermosa?” Chris asked as he felt his seed touch his thigh.
“Yea I think I just need to go clean up” you pouted as you let go of his hair and got ready to leave his warm embrace.
“Let me do it mi amor” He grinned flipping you over.
Now I didn't even make a list this year
'Cause everything I need is all right here in those eyes (Those eyes)
It might be freezin' outside
Chris kissed over the majority of marks he’s made from previous rounds before getting to your slit. His warm breath fanned over your right inner thigh before adding one more mark. Tugging at his hair, you whined out feeling more of his cum drip out as arousal flooded in. Your clit throbbed as you squirmed under his touch. Hips rising bucking towards his face begging for more.
“Chris” you whined.
“Hermosa” Chris grinned as he kitten licked the mixed juices.
He made his way to your swollen pearl and sent you to the clouds. Pleasure swirled around you as he dug his fingers into your thighs keeping you open. Toes curled as your hips bucked up on his warm mouth. Chris let out a groan as he moved his hand to rest on your lower abdomen, giving him better control.
But it's gonna be a warm December
Makin' memories to last 'til next November
It's gonna be a warm, warm December
'Cause this holiday, I got you with me
You trashed underneath him as every pattern he drew on you sent you further and further into the clouds. Thighs caged Chris in as he let go of your other thigh to stretch you out. With a come-hither motion he massaged your g-spot, stimulating even more pleasure. The room filled with your sounds of pleasure and the noise of your soaked pussy being finger fucked.
“Chris!” You screamed out with your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
Tugging his hair harshly made him groan, sending vibrations right at your core. You were already pretty sensitive from the other rounds so it didn’t take long for a knot to form in your lower abdomen. Your cum soaked walls squeezed Chris’s fingers as the knot grew tighter and tighter.
“Fuck” Chris mumbled against your folds.
He groaned as it grew harder to keep up his motions with how tightly you squeezed him. But he still managed even as the knot fell apart. Pleasure coated your body as you saw the stars.
Unwrap my love and open me up (open me up)
It's the season of givin', so let me give you what you want
(Let me give you what you want)
He rode you out, slowing down as you dwindled back to Earth.
“Better mi amor?” Chris grinned as strings of arousal and drool fell from his lips.
Your hole closed up as pulled out and hovered his torso over you.
“Taste how delicious you are mi vida” he grinned as he leaned down connecting his lips to yours.
You could still taste the saltiness of his cum mixed in with your sweet arousal. Your fingers traveled down his toned torso and wrapped around his hardening shaft. Massaging his shaft you grew needy for one last round. You knew you both were approaching sensitivity, and it wouldn't last as long as either of you wanted but that didn't matter. You just wanted one last intimate moment before morning, before having to fly back down to the city.
"One last time papito?" You whispered into his lips.
I didn't even make a list this year
'Cause everything I need is all right here in those eyes (Those eyes)
It might be freezin' outside
"Carajo mi amor you're so tight" Chris groaned as he slid into you.
His head teased your g-spot as his thrusts were slow and calculated. Chris wanted to stay inside you for as long as possible, and was willing to drag out both orgasms. He held your thigh close to his chest as his hips met yours. Finger nails dug into his tattooed biceps, as your eyes rolled back. The fake fur felt soft against your back as your torso moved back and forth with every thrust.
“Chris” you cried out like a prayer as he buried himself deep inside your skin.
Your mind fogged as you were sent back up to the clouds. His moans and groans were a heavenly melody to your ears.
But it's gonna be a warm December
Makin' memories (Oh, makin' memories) to last 'til next November
It's gonna be a warm, warm December (Warm December)
'Cause this holiday, I got you with me
A light layer of sweat coated both bodies. His tattoos glistened and glowed as the fire illuminated everything on him. In your eyes he looked like an angel on earth, who was sent here to show you a sliver of paradise.
“Chris” was all you could say coherently.
Pleasure built up in your lower abdomen once again tightening your muscles. Chris throbbed inside you twitching his shaft. He was not going to last much longer, and knew you needed a little more to officially push you over the edge. Chris’s fingers made their way to your swollen pearl and drew your favorite pattern. You hissed at the contact to your sensitive pearl but that was practically all you needed. He adjusted his hips giving you an extra push.
“Chris!” you cried out with a string of curses as your walls squeezed his shaft.
He was close behind you, and with that single orgasmic squeeze he came with you. It was so intimate having him finish and fill you up at the same time as you hit your high. You were still floating in the clouds as he pulled out and nuzzled into your side offically exhausted. Chris rubbed his thumb along your side as he listened to your heart beat steady out. Your fingers laced through his hair again, only this time in a gentle touch.
“I don’t wanna go back” you whispered, voice still hoarse from your screams.
“Me either amor” He hummed giving you a soft kiss on your lips.
Oh (Oh), oh (Oh), oh (Oh)
I got you with me, mm
(Oh) Mm, (Oh) mm
I got you with me, mm
