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marthashlyn3 · 3 months

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The entire point.

God this entire time: “Y’all still don’t see these consistencies Marthashlyn is pointing out?! It is truly the end of days. Hold on! Get tf out of my places of business! And these two are MFEO because I’ve declared it so since they were born! Don’t tell me what to do. Stay in your place. ..And I’ve reimagined the prophecy in revelation. 😏”

Also God: “With these two together, I can get more work done. I need them together NOW!”

Also God: “I want a wedding for those two.”

Me: “I think they’ve gotten the message boss. 🫡👩🏾‍🔬👩🏾‍🎨”

Also me: “Do you all know how long our celestial spirit has been catching our attention speaking as loud as he has been for us high vibrational to instantly pay attention?”

Le monde is waiting for the bird class on the farm to get it together. The farm animals too. Y’all still human to me too. And the story is clear. Just eyes & leveling of oxygen & salt in the water. It’s greeky too. The lining is golden and the background is gray.

The real tea while the adults try to fix the spiritual issue that arose around 2016; I’ve entered gracefully of age around 2020.

See how I could point it out since then & many still do what they want to do? I’m waiting for God still. It’s interesting 🤔

Many suddenly wanted to attack me & I’m only a new entrepreneur focused on my spiritual growth.

A mass majority of people are never present as a whole. Mind, body, & spirit.

Witchcraft and perversion like crazy since our last senior pastor’s dismissal is evident everywhere every day.

Psycho mania as a result of being cursed by the lord for God knows what is also evident.

Many are lost in extreme self-comparison in feeling inadequate, overcompensating, burnt out.

Many are stuck in an extreme state of flight or fight.

Many are also sleep deprived from spiritual menaces & stress.

Private time for many are still interrupted by spiritual menaces who are actually terrorists for illogical reasons pertaining themselves never discussed too; many only pray & sing to keep rooted in their personal spiritual journeys.

The seven deadly sins are blindly linked. Many cannot stop. They’re blind in what they are doing & cursed.

An extremely perverted & corrupted reproved favorite is the real source of these issues with her boatload of parallel equals. Elderly & young adults alike. While all, also seeking to be loved by someone who wants nothing to do with them. As do many others. Lost in that. Their ears don’t work.

Others show evidence of extortion & exploitation, slaving and whoring one another, seeking to have that pass on the next generation

So, yeah the devil amongst plenty still..

I’m also a light worker providing insight as I grow on my journey.

Grey space simulator energy while I am not present in the room or stretching off to the side somewhere listening to music will not continue.

I only feel that energy. A serious grey spell with people stuck in a primitive psychopathic criminal state barely able to directly communicate was 2 to 3 sabbaths now. Lost in a traumatic way. They don’t even realize it.

I’ve walked the track at the park for 2 sabbaths in a row now. Spirit led. A third time, I’ve only stared at the building. I know nothing. Just energy change. After church, I only do my energy conversion.

Extreme reality falling apart & coming back together things. “Checkerboard” to me. A black whole may show up there.

I’ve already walked through a rip of white space there too a while ago. SOBER. Completely dry.

All of this, is added to God’s organic chemistry at work and chakra voodoo/Matilda tricks shared with the general public, among many other things

My reserved and I are waiting for a peaceful transition to be in completion, although, everything was finalized formerly in the lord.

#whole point #consistency #active psalms #an actual conversation #harmonic alignment #growth #entire point #life problems #checkerboard chemistry #I’m no doctor #attention seeking people #spiritual terrorism #Tired Trinity #trying hopeful #testimonial #SSVU

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i-am-a-fan · 5 months

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hey speck

autism

When the brain rot is too strong

#🐊#i’m no doctor #but #being silly with the mutuals

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gacuseni · 2 years

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It hadn't been raining, it hadn't been a very dark day. Which was surprising because of Gotham's normal weather, which was gray, cold, and depressing. Damian had learnt to feel like home in it, even when his childhood had been in the desert and the mountains, where the color palette was something aside from gray and grayer.

No, it had not been a gray day at all. It had been colorful, at least to Gotham's standards. It blended well with the hope that invaded Damian.

Damian felt hopeful, and that is unusual. Even the word felt bitter in his mouth, hope. He knew the word by definition, but it wasn't a thing he often experienced. It was a nice feeling though, he hadn't felt it in a while. Either way he hadn't felt much for a while. Not until the last couple of days.

He did felt a pinch of it when he had learnt about the tournament. The Lazarus Tournament, which he had just came back from. He had felt a little bit of hope when he learnt that there was a way to bring Alfred back.

But it had been different then, when it was just a possibility, and when things had been so dark in his life. It was like Gotham's weather, it had been gray, dark.

Now it was colorful. The now was colorful, the future seemed brighter.

Damian had won the tournament. Almost. Did that count? Technically. He had also made new friends, or more than just that. He even currently was in some sort of good terms with his mom and grandfather. The thing he now needed to do was talk to his father.

At least that could wait until his grandfather gave his speech about what he had learnt over centuries of living, he was finally going to surrender himself in order to help the world be a better place. Finally understood that making a giant genocide wasn't the only solution.

As Damian had said, the future seemed brighter.

Not that he would say it in those exact same words out loud. His family would think he was cheesy or something like that.

Right, family. He should be focused in protecting and observing his grandfather and mother and not having an inner monologue of some sort like the one he was currently having.

But then so did his father.

"Damian? I..."

Damian could distantly hear Oracle's voice through the comms. If Damian hadn't been so at edge because of seeing his father, feeling as if all his senses had been upgraded he probably would have missed the next phrase Barbara said.

"Bruce, hug your damn son."

"I-why're Ra's and Talia doing this?"

Of course his father acted as if he never heard that. Damian ignored the feelings in his chest and stomach.

"Because they believe it is the right thing to do." That was true. At least his grandfather believed it and his mother wasn't going to protest against him. It's not like she had much choice in the matter. Damian leaned to the edge of the building to get a better look at Ra's and Talia. "Once they are safe, you and I can talk."

Damian wanted to talk to him. He wanted to tell his father what he had been doing, his adventures at the tournament, the friends he had made...about flatline. About his great-grandmother and the secrets of his family he had discovered. He wanted to tell him about what he had learned. But that could wait, they had an entire day ahead of them. And entire future ahead of them.

His father turned to look at him.

"Stick to the mission." Robin reprimanded. Right now his grandfather and his mother were his top priority, talking with his father could wait.

He watched as Ra's walked and greeted people before he stood in front of a microphone. He walked straight, looking forward and his head up. One would think he was leading and not turning himself over to the authorities.

An Al Ghul never looked down. Never looked defeated. Not even his mother in the back looked ashamed or anything other than powerful, even when she didn't agree on what her father was doing.

His grandfather started talking about how he had lived centuries, thousands of years, and how he looked at our dying earth and blamed it on men. How he had seen so much during so much time, but just now he had realized the worth of people.

Thanks to his family now he seemed a better future.

So did Damian.

Ra's was talking about sharing the Lazarus Pit science with the world, because everyone deserved a chance to live, because everyone was worth saving alongside the earth.

Because he wanted a better future.

Because he hoped for a better future.

And so did Damian.

So did Damian.

So did-

BANG.

A loud noice echoed through the room. His grandfather fell to the ground after he received a shot on his head. People were screaming. His mother had tears as she reached for her father.

"Grandfather!"

"Deathstroke." Batman said as he reached the ground.

Damian could hear the police calling for backup. Bullets were everywhere, and Damian heard his mother gasp.

"Mother!" She had been shot in her shoulder.

Damian didn't care that he was in his Robin uniform without a mask. He just reached the ground and ran towards his family.

He could hear fighting from deathstroke and Batman. A grenade went off. Someone was saying something about her mother getting away. As if she had anything to do with this.

"Do not let anything happen to my mother!" Damian screamed at the assassins. "Get her out of here!"

Damian ran towards his grandfather.

Batman had deathstroke pinned to the ground. But he still had a remote on his hand. He was still talking.

Damian just needed to get him away.

"You can either stop me..." He clicked the button. "...or make sure Ra's Al Ghul still has a body to go into a Lazarus Pit..."

Batman noticed the grenade at Ra's side.

Damian was not going to stop he just needed to get Ra's away-

"Grandfather..." at this point Damian's feet were barely touching the ground as he ran. He had noticed the grenade too.

Bruce's blood went cold.

"I can still save him!"

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Bruce started running towards his son.

2

He threw his hook to the nearest wall to get there faster.

1

Not again.

He would not be late again.

Tick.

Bruce was late once more.

BOOOM.

If Bruce had to explain someone what happened he would said he had some sort of deja vu. Everything happened so fast, yet so slow, almost as if it was in slow motion but his brain was getting the information way faster than his body.

He saw the explosion once in his brain, and then it somehow repeated. And yet he was not able to do anything about it, not even scream at Damian.

It wouldn't had made a difference either, his son had seen the grenade and decided to still run and try to save his grandfather.

The explosion sent him flying contrary to Damian's direction, who at the same time was sent to the nearest wall.

"Damian!"

Bruce had to hear the cracking noice when Damian impacted one of the pillars with his head.

Ra's body was nowhere to be seen, probably incinerated because of the grenade. Bruce didn't cared at the moment.

It took him a couple of seconds to be able to stand up, there was ringing in his ear, probably from the closeness to the explosion, along with some nasty burnt that made walking uncomfortable.

He pushed through it, he needed his son, he needed Damian to be okay. He needed him to come home and talk, and apologize. He needed his son and to hug him dammit.

Bruce messily reached out for his son on the ground. There was blood covering his unmasked face, he couldn't really see from which part it was coming from as his hair was covering it.

He was relieved when he found the pulse he was looking for.

For a moment he had thought that Damian was dead-

That the crack he had heard-

God, Damian looked so still right now, his usually tanned skin was getting pale-

Bruce had feared that they would never be able to talk, reconcile, go home. That Damian would die again and once more because of their dangerous lives. That he would die before he was able to legally drive, drink, vote. Be an adult like the one he already acted like-

"-an. Batman! Bruce!" Oracle's voice brought him out of the spiral he had been at for the last few seconds.

"Robin is down, badly injured, I don't think our current medbay will be enough honestly."

"Don't worry Bruce, I'm sending backup to your way. I'm calling Leslie right now, hang on."

And Bruce did.

He hang on to Damian.

That was the only thing he could currently do.

#damian wayne centric #damian wayne #batfam #bruce wayne #timothy drake #dick grayson #I have no idea on how to have an audience here lmao #like I have 5 followers here #that’s it #I’m no doctor #medical inaccuracies sue me #please don’t

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davidtennan-t · 5 months

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*THE GIGGLE ENDING SPOILERS*

EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING

I’ve just read the novelisation of the Giggle and the ending has me on my knees - it goes into much more detail than the show so guess what

THE DOCTOR BOUGHT THAT HOUSE

THAT IS HIS HOUSE

He chose it, he went to an estate agents and said ‘I want this pretty house’, offered them £60, then rang Kate Stewart and discovered he was getting paid by UNIT this whole time, was able to afford the house/mortgage and BOUGHT THAT HOUSE

The Nobles still have a house in London but they STAY WITH THE DOCTOR NEARLY ALL THE TIME

He chose the house with a sunroom so WILF COULD LIVE DOWNSTAIRS COMFORTABLY

#I’m still processing this oh my god #baby girl owns his own house #I’m crying #doctor who #donna noble #fourteenth doctor #dw spoilers #the giggle #David Tennant becomes David Landdlord

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emotinalsupportturtle · 5 months

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David Tennant being a lifelong Doctor Who fan who was inspired by the show to act, becoming the Doctor and Ncuti Gatwa who watched David Tennant and was inspired to act, playing the Doctor opposite David’s Doctor is the most beautiful thing

#This is a fanboy moment of immense proportions #Also they are both so silly it’s perfect #Dw spoilers #Doctor who #david tennant #ncuti gatwa #10th doctor #14th doctor #15th doctor #I’m just thinking of “I saw a regeneration scene on tv aged 3 and decided to be an actor” tennant #And ‘I watched David Tennant”s hamlet before drama school and realized that’s what an actor should be and what I should aspire to” ncuti #And that hug is so wholesome #it’s really come full circle #Also we can’t forget Mel for being the no 1 hype woman there

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death-by-sc0tland · 5 months

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“david overshadowed ncuti blah blah blah” dude everyone in the fandom is falling head over heels for ncuti’s doctor just from the 15 minutes of content we’ve had with him plus ncuti himself got to act alongside his idol he grew up watching like i don’t think there were any losses here

#anyway i’m really looking forward to the christmas special #doctor who #ncuti gatwa #fifteenth doctor #the giggle #dw spoilers #1k #5k #10k

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mearchy · 2 months

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dollkisses05 · 2 months

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God is real

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notherpuppet · 1 month

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Some irl moments repped by the hazbin cast

#nothing like drunk and messy doodles #pls drink responsibly #especially this weekend since I can’t #have fun in my name #in the doctor bit I was Angel #in the bday party bit I was alastor and it was my roomie’s (Toby) bday #in the bagel incident I was tragically Lucifer and I’m still not over it because it was 2am and Ralph’s was closed and I couldn’t buy lox #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #shitpost #my doods #cw: alcohol #tw: alcohol

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manwholovescabins · 3 months

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i’m sorry but some people don’t get nine. he’s not a grumpy asshole, he’s grieving and alone and lost. and yet he still has so much love and curiosity and excitement, which are the hardest things to reach when you’re drowning in grief. but he’s one of the silliest and cutest doctors. he’s just also carrying the weight of losing everything and being constantly confronted with reminders of his loss and the possibility of more loss. and he’s in love, by the way!! desperately in love and knows it’s doomed, just like all of his loves. especially now that everyone who is like him has died. but he’ll hug anyone. he’ll smile and laugh and ask questions and promise a couple in love that they will get their wedding. he’ll take rose’s hand and hug her and laugh with her in the face of the worst danger because at least right now he does have that love, even if he knows he will lose it, and the freshness of his grief only makes him treasure it more. hope that helps!!

#doctor who #ninth doctor #ninerose #a bit of a ramble but i’m right #if you get it you get it!

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heyitsspaceace · 4 months

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firmly believe that if donna noble had seen one (1) interaction between the master and the doctor doing anything she would have been like “oi, get a room.” and it would do so much psychic damage to the master they would be defeated on the spot

#i’m not wrong you all know i’m not wrong #donna noble my wife #doctor who #dr who #dw #the doctor #the master #thoschei #donna noble

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some-siren · 6 months

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Ok ok wait I'm rewatching the very beggining of ep 5 when Aziraphale talks about the 1965 doctor who annual and just

Aziraphale: "The 1965 Annual was indeed never printed, *looks at Crowley*, due to problems at the BBC"

Crowley: