/jp/ - Otaku Culture

attention to all ange havers: how did you get ange? what was your answers? asking for a friend.
captcha: JPPH0

"I, a servant of the Lord and missionary of Christ, have come among you, virgins all, to afford you vital instruction and fortification. All that I shall say to you is strictly confidential and will be heard by neither your fathers nor your mothers, by neither your married sisters nor your grandparents. Forget, virgin, that you are one of many and take this act of worship as if I were coming to you alone, to your own virginal little room in order to speak to you in God’s place about things that are your secret. Oh virgin, do you know who you are? You are an alabaster hand extended in a house of plague, infested with flies. You are a vessel whose neck I bless with my thumb. You are an as yet uncleft pomegranate. You are a shell in which the future ages will ring. You are a bud which will burst when the time is ripe. You are a little rose-petal boat floating on the tempestuous ocean. You are a peach oozing red blood ...

How much longer are virgins to be undone by a callous hand? How much longer will virgins submit to any random plunderer of their beauty? If you knew, virgin, that the callous hand which touches your breast would leave an indelible imprint upon it, how ashamed you would be! Ah, you will say. No one can see the imprint, and yet ... I shall prove that you are in error, that the blemish cannot be concealed, that the stain shrieks. You, virgin, whose eyes have met mine, not only your breasts, your entire belly is plastered with shame. Weep now, that the tears might at least wash away your degradation. And you whom I have in mind, veil your thighs in skirts as you will, and still you would not deceive me. They are sullied as if having been fondled by a chimneysweep, and how can you not be ashamed! And how is it that among you there is one who, calling herself a virgin, is a sinner, whose womb yields at the touch of a vulgar right hand? Oh wretched womb! You are like a magnificent apple riddled with maggots and you evoke my pity. How withered you are. Angels weep at the sight of you. What grief, base virgin, you bring to your guardian angel! As you sleep, when he, pure as the disk of the sun, turns back your shift in order to breathe upon your abdomen, with what horror he averts his gaze from your fingered loins.

How beautiful you are, virgin, having shunned all human baseness. I see your body, for the fabrics recede in respect before its radiance. I see it – as if the cold had breathed upon it or as if the dew had breathed upon it. Your nipples are like Bohemian garnets sending out alluring flashes of lightning through your garments. Your throat is a long bladdernut rosary, twisted over and over, with whose beads I count my prayers. Your breasts are the purest of husked barley. Your belly is an excited bell, pure as the matinal bellflower. Your womb is an alabaster bowl, which I bless with forefinger and thumb...

I am with you, virgin, in the role of a guardian angel who rejoices in heavenly bliss at your chastity. I am with you. I bend down over your bed and with the most sacred unguents my fingers make the sign of the Cross on your lips, the tips of your breasts and your loins, which have yet to know sin.

Maidens and daughters of mercy, marry, lest the great city of the Lord perish. Yea marry, and may the whole world be present at the wedding. Marry, so that the Devil shall depart from your beds thwarted."

Humiliation anon is a miracle of the universe

>>41128491
that's <good> though I want her to remain pure

"I, a servant of the Lord and missionary of Christ, have come among you, virgins all, to afford you vital instruction and fortification. All that I shall say to you is strictly confidential and will be heard by neither your fathers nor your mothers, by neither your married sisters nor your grandparents. Forget, virgin, that you are one of many and take this act of worship as if I were coming to you alone, to your own virginal little room in order to speak to you in God’s place about things that are your secret. Oh virgin, do you know who you are? You are an alabaster hand extended in a house of plague, infested with flies. You are a vessel whose neck I bless with my thumb. You are an as yet uncleft pomegranate. You are a shell in which the future ages will ring. You are a bud which will burst when the time is ripe. You are a little rose-petal boat floating on the tempestuous ocean. You are a peach oozing red blood ...

How much longer are virgins to be undone by a callous hand? How much longer will virgins submit to any random plunderer of their beauty? If you knew, virgin, that the callous hand which touches your breast would leave an indelible imprint upon it, how ashamed you would be! Ah, you will say. No one can see the imprint, and yet ... I shall prove that you are in error, that the blemish cannot be concealed, that the stain shrieks. You, virgin, whose eyes have met mine, not only your breasts, your entire belly is plastered with shame. Weep now, that the tears might at least wash away your degradation. And you whom I have in mind, veil your thighs in skirts as you will, and still you would not deceive me. They are sullied as if having been fondled by a chimneysweep, and how can you not be ashamed! And how is it that among you there is one who, calling herself a virgin, is a sinner, whose womb yields at the touch of a vulgar right hand? Oh wretched womb! You are like a magnificent apple riddled with maggots and you evoke my pity. How withered you are. Angels weep at the sight of you. What grief, base virgin, you bring to your guardian angel! As you sleep, when he, pure as the disk of the sun, turns back your shift in order to breathe upon your abdomen, with what horror he averts his gaze from your fingered loins.

How beautiful you are, virgin, having shunned all human baseness. I see your body, for the fabrics recede in respect before its radiance. I see it – as if the cold had breathed upon it or as if the dew had breathed upon it. Your nipples are like Bohemian garnets sending out alluring flashes of lightning through your garments. Your throat is a long bladdernut rosary, twisted over and over, with whose beads I count my prayers. Your breasts are the purest of husked barley. Your belly is an excited bell, pure as the matinal bellflower. Your womb is an alabaster bowl, which I bless with forefinger and thumb ...

I am with you, virgin, in the role of a guardian angel who rejoices in heavenly bliss at your chastity. I am with you. I bend down over your bed and with the most sacred unguents my fingers make the sign of the Cross on your lips, the tips of your breasts and your loins, which have yet to know sin.

Maidens and daughters of mercy, marry, lest the great city of the Lord perish. Yea marry, and may the whole world be present at the wedding. Marry, so that the Devil shall depart from your beds thwarted."

"I, a servant of the Lord and missionary of Christ, have come among you, virgins all, to afford you vital instruction and fortification. All that I shall say to you is strictly confidential and will be heard by neither your fathers nor your mothers, by neither your married sisters nor your grandparents. Forget, virgin, that you are one of many and take this act of worship as if I were coming to you alone, to your own virginal little room in order to speak to you in God’s place about things that are your secret. Oh virgin, do you know who you are? You are an alabaster hand extended in a house of plague, infested with flies. You are a vessel whose neck I bless with my thumb. You are an as yet uncleft pomegranate. You are a shell in which the future ages will ring. You are a bud which will burst when the time is ripe. You are a little rose-petal boat floating on the tempestuous ocean. You are a peach oozing red blood ...

How much longer are virgins to be undone by a callous hand? How much longer will virgins submit to any random plunderer of their beauty? If you knew, virgin, that the callous hand which touches your breast would leave an indelible imprint upon it, how ashamed you would be! Ah, you will say. No one can see the imprint, and yet ... I shall prove that you are in error, that the blemish cannot be concealed, that the stain shrieks. You, virgin, whose eyes have met mine, not only your breasts, your entire belly is plastered with shame. Weep now, that the tears might at least wash away your degradation. And you whom I have in mind, veil your thighs in skirts as you will, and still you would not deceive me. They are sullied as if having been fondled by a chimneysweep, and how can you not be ashamed! And how is it that among you there is one who, calling herself a virgin, is a sinner, whose womb yields at the touch of a vulgar right hand? Oh wretched womb! You are like a magnificent apple riddled with maggots and you evoke my pity. How withered you are. Angels weep at the sight of you. What grief, base virgin, you bring to your guardian angel! As you sleep, when he, pure as the disk of the sun, turns back your shift in order to breathe upon your abdomen, with what horror he averts his gaze from your fingered loins.

How beautiful you are, virgin, having shunned all human baseness. I see your body, for the fabrics recede in respect before its radiance. I see it – as if the cold had breathed upon it or as if the dew had breathed upon it. Your nipples are like Bohemian garnets sending out alluring flashes of lightning through your garments. Your throat is a long bladdernut rosary, twisted over and over, with whose beads I count my prayers. Your breasts are the purest of husked barley. Your belly is an excited bell, pure as the matinal bellflower. Your womb is an alabaster bowl, which I bless with forefinger and thumb ...

I am with you, virgin, in the role of a guardian angel who rejoices in heavenly bliss at your chastity. I am with you. I bend down over your bed and with the most sacred unguents my fingers make the sign of the Cross on your lips, the tips of your breasts and your loins, which have yet to know sin.

Maidens and daughters of mercy, marry, lest the great city of the Lord perish. Yea marry, and may the whole world be present at the wedding. Marry, so that the Devil shall depart from your beds thwarted."

>>37238211
hi friend i am friend with lots of black and dark people. were all homies (friends). im not racist please dont think that. love overcome all hate in the end even the weird species still are loved by god

>>36748616
thanks fuck filters. just scroll past shit. dont need to enter the mainframe and put weird numbers and shits for geek

how to solve a mystery.

>>36560181
I don't hate anyone! I love everybody!

>>35350033
abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz
this is the alpahbet, when i say the number look at the letter the number of letters and message it makes a message
9
12 15 22 5
21
it umm makes a message if you look at the place of number of letter s in the alphabet i thiunm

>>35113548
you were an excellent toy

>>35101012
don't worry, i'll take the blow for you

anyone like mahjong? I'm really stupid but my luck is very good so I end up winning. Even if I lose, I do not lose heart, I get back up and win the next game through sheer luck.

>>34942331
You are! I have a song but it is also a puzel because you need to find out who it is about

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

now read the first 2 words of my post to learn who the song is about

>>34874030
alalala
mommy and the doctor want me to be a stray
i latch on to mommy bosom and suck her juices away
i am a parasite baby, suck on mommy till thy breast is dry
yet my hunger is not fulfilled, who else shall i latch onto till they die
writhing in semen, i squirm on the hospital grounds
running around, without a sense of up or down
doctor boys chasin after me, I'm so hungry
eat the placenta and it taste very yummy
the doctor boys catch me, i am sad
they hit me with weird sticks, this feels bad
mommy look at me and she feel disgust
get stabbed with stick thingy, with one little thrust

>>34857233
thank you sorry.

>>34832536
i thinked the video were funny

>>34783705
when you stop believing in them!

>>34631485
anyways thanks anon!!

Having a burgie for lunch

>>34611031
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJ4iaQAF6SI

>>34587665
her hair is same color as vomit green

>>34558490
i will drink in your place, do not worry