#all saint day

[arthur-liquor]

Sait

#art #rain world #rw #rw slugcat #rw saint #arthcore art #artwork #digital art #my art #i just finished rainworld a few days ago and cried at saints ending #played this game for 6 years and i don't feel good at it at all BDSHGD

[lionofchaeronea]

All Saints, Peter Paul Rubens, ca. 1614

#All Saints Day #dia de los muertos #Day of the Dead #art #art history #Rubens #Peter Paul Rubens #religious art #Christian art #Christianity #Catholicism #saints in art #Baroque #Baroque art #Flemish Baroque #Flemish art #17th century art #oil on panel #Museum Boijmans van Beuningen

[opia-jpg]

the end of cat october!!

#i am freeeeeee #happy halloween to all who celebrate #and happy approaching all saints day to all my poles #wont lie i enjoy visiting cemeteries in autumn #cats #my art! #artist on tumblr #sketches #cat october #inktober

[wolfythewitch]

Do you ever have that feeling where, despite your distance with your religion, there's still moments where sparks of what you were bought up with, return?

I'm from a religious family, but I'm not in touch with my own religion. Yet there's me calling in the name of the Lord before and after I eat. It's like this lingering piece that I never turn to look at but somehow slips into my ordinary life.

I don't really know you that much, or your religious status. But seeing your religious talks made me want to bring this up.

I don't even know if I make sense here- just- ignore this if you want to, I don't know.

Hmmm I think so. My whole thing with it is really complicated haha. I still go to church every Sunday, though I prefer doing volunteer work with the kids over listening to the sermon. I pray before I eat out of habit. I find myself quoting the bible more often than I open to read it (though this is changing because of all the times I look for references lol). There's a resentment that I get whenever it's brought up, especially around my family. I find myself immediately on guard the minute it becomes subject of conversation. Sometimes at night I'll pace around and just talk. I don't know if I'm talking to myself or to god or whoever but. I'll talk. I think I still believe in him. I definitely believe that there's something out there. I don't think the question is of belief as much as it is of care. Do I care enough to try?

I'll say this though. Whatever I'm doing right now has gotten me to think more about bible and religion than I have in the past few years. So. That's fun! Who knew trying to explore something your own way instead of the way forced onto you by your environment gives your room to feel everything out without any preexisting pressure?

#wolfy tedtalks #anon #wolfy religious tedtalks #i have a theory #and that theory is any time some vaguely catholic holiday rolls around jesus bitch slaps me into being more religious than i currently am #first it was during easter #and now all saint's day is rolling around soon #or maybe its my period #side effects may include #nausea. fatigue. back pain. resurgence of religious belief coupled with complicated thoughts of compartmentalized trauma. cramps. mood swing

[chrilm]

Cringetober day 4: [Angel x Demon]

#cringetober 2023 #cringetober #wan sheng jie #all saints street #lynn angel #nick hoult #cringetober day 4 #fanart

[ghouljams]

Yes- hi- hello, tis I, the moth that will ram into your window :3

Anyway

My brainrot for Fae!Price is so hhhhhgggnnnn and I've backed myself into a corner by crafting the idea of Witch Darling trying to fluster Price in return for all the times he's done so to her. Like- they're just doing their daily thing and Price pulls out a cigar but Witch just snaps her fingers and lights it for him and he's like "Why'd you do that?" And Witch immediately follows up nonchalantly "Pretty boys shouldn't have to light their own cigars."

And Price is fucking floored

Like- he's had experience with people flirting with him, especially debtors trying to get a better deal when talking to him, but when it's coming from Witch?

GOD DAYUM

Okay back to lurking for me, take care of yourself and drink water if you haven't already. I will find a way I to your house and bring you water if you don't <3

Hi, hi, hello! I am taking care of myself! Had a good birthday and didn't write anything which was very weird but very nice to have a break. I return with Witch and Price because I desperately miss writing for them.

I've had this idea of Witch showing up at the 141's usual bar and causing trouble and this is the perfect ask for it. Here's Witch being well... far too pretty for her own good, and Price being a terribly weak man for her. Witch's dress is based on one from 1964's "What a Way To Go" which has some of the most spectacular textile artistry I've ever seen.

Price's knuckles drag up your back as you lean against the bar to order a drink. You're not used to this many eyes on you, but it's worth it for the single pair of cool blues that study you like they've never seen you before. His fingers hook in the double line of pearls that trail down your spine to your skirt, thumb counting over every one before his fingers reach the sleek silk of your dress.

"Can I buy you a drink?" You ask him, Price's eyes follow his hand where it hovers over your bare skin. More than you think he's ever seen of you. You like throwing him off, it's rather fun seeing him at a loss for words.

"Fuck sweetheart, buy the whole bar for all I care," he presses his hand against you, spreads his fingers wide against the small of your back. Each one a threatening display of his adoration. "What're you doing here?" He can't ignore the stares anymore than you can. A witch in a fae bar, your back exposed, vulnerabilities on display, you can feel the hunger that rolls through the room. You're not as easy a target as they'd all like to think.

"Good looking guys like you shouldn't buy their own drinks, so here I am."

"Here you are," Price breathes, you like the heat in his eyes. It's hard to match him, you aren't exactly flirty. Not by nature at least, and you don't have his easy self assurance. You're confident in yourself, but not quite in the same interpersonal sense. Still, if anything was going to set you up for success it would be Price. His eyes, his touch, there's something to having his attention so fully focused on you. A room full of people and yet you're the only two in it that can touch each other.

You signal the bartender for two of whatever Price drinks, watching him pull a cigar from his pocket in your periphery. You snap your fingers to conjure a flame and hold your hand out to him. The little red flame flickering on your pointer finger dances happily as he takes your hand and holds it to his cigar. You try not to be too flustered when he moves his cigar to extinguish your flame on his tongue. The slick muscle curling around your finger, making a heat coil in your stomach. He settles your hand on his shoulder, forces you to turn on your stool to watch him press his lips to the inside of your arm.

"You almost make me wanna wear a suit," he sounds, hm, it's an admission, but not one that lines up with his actual words. Not a lie, never a lie, a rephrasing of a truth. He almost makes you want to ask.

"You'd look good in a suit," is all you can think to say.

"You look good in white," he responds, the hand on your back tugs you off your seat. You do your best to avoid stepping on his toes as he pulls you to stand, turns your back against the bar, and boxes you in. A physical barrier between you and the open room, Price's strong arms rest on either side of you, his fingers tapping the bar as you stare up at him. You're supposed to be making him flustered. You really have to up your game.

You slide your hand from his shoulder to his chest, feeling the firm muscle there, the slight give of his skin and the tension your touch brings to him. There's a tightness in his jaw when you look up at him, a flinty edge to his eyes as he watches the bartender.

"What're you thinking about pretty boy?" You ask. He blinks, surprised, and looks at you. His eyes trace over you, gaze sliding like magma over your form. You try to keep your breaths even, try not to be affected by him. When he looks at you like that you can't help wanting more of him.

Your fingers slide down his chest to hook in his belt loops, and Price draws a shuddering breath. He cannot talk to you like this. Whatever has gotten into you is bad for his health. Whatever has gotten onto you as well. He takes a long drag of his cigar, tries to keep his eyes off the cling of silk against your chest. Made much more difficult when his smoke takes it upon itself to fall over you, slide down the soft curves of your body so he can feel the shape of you.

What's he thinking about? You, always you. In every position, you.

The bartender sets two whiskey glasses between his hands, behind you. Their eyes rest too long on your exposed shoulders. Price gives them a warning growl, enjoys the way it rips from his throat, the way your fingers tug ever so slightly in response. You tip your head back to see what he's growling at and- God you are just- a tease, that's what you are. The way your neck stretches for him, the way your lips part, your back arches. He tips your head forward again, keeps your pretty little self contained and off the bar.

"Are both of these for me?" He rasps, God he hopes so, could use all the liquor he can get.

"One's mine." Are you keeping your voice low like that because you want to drive him mad? It's working.

"You even like whiskey?" He's never seen you drink, but he would bet you're preferential to something sweeter.

"I can drink it, if that's what you're asking," you twist to grab your glass, and quickly tip its contents into his. Price takes another long drag of his cigar watching you raise the glass to your lips and take a sip. You lower it with a sigh, your lipstick staining the edge. You hold the glass out to him, or up for him, as he exhales.

Oh you are sweet the way you breathe in his smoke.

Price takes the glass from your fingers and keeps his eyes on yours as he takes a drink. He savors the way you watch him, how focused you are even with your eyes lidded. He hands the glass back, and watches you swallow a pull of the amber liquor as he smokes. When you lower the cup from your lips he tips your head back with a gentle finger under your chin, leaning down to hover his mouth over yours and breathe. He feels you pull his smoke into your lungs, feels where it escapes your lips to curl over your cheeks, your jaw, soft magic to make your head spin. His favorite kind.

"You're awfully forward tonight little Witch," he hums, feeling you tilt your head, just barely brush his lips with your own.

"Trying to give you a taste of your own medicine," your honesty always hits him between the ribs, Price smiles, "is it working?"

"Perfectly," he feels your tongue flick against his lip, catching a last hint of whiskey, and his hand wraps around your neck. God what you do to him. "The things I would do for you," he breathes, you're testing his resolve. Lucky he hasn't spun you around and pressed you against this bar. It wouldn't be the first time someone had gotten what they deserved in here.

"Don't you mean to me?" You smile, he can feel the curve of your smile, so tantalizingly close.

"No," he takes a half step closer, feels you press yourself top to toe against him, "I mean on my knees, with my tongue, with my fingers, with my cock, with whatever you asked for. For. You."

You shudder against him so nicely. A valiant effort, he thinks, but how could you ever think you could beat him at his own game?

#cod x reader #x reader #1fae1 #john price x reader #captain john price #captain price x reader #captain price x oc #captain price cod #captain price #john price x oc #oc: witch #x oc #cod x oc #Witch has a fairly conservative style except when she wants to show off #and then all bets are off #i think about this dress every goddamn day #and i know Price will be thinking about it forever too #Witch you are so lucky this man has the self control of a saint

[swearingcactus]

can we talk about how V gives other people second chances to live when he was only granted a second chance to die, and how little v is kind of a dying sunflower because he, too, is something cheerful that’s wasting away..?

#*charlie kelly pepe silvia voice* pls ive been dying to talk about sunflowers and tragedy and little v all day #ya ever think how St. Vincent literally is the patron saint of charities #cyberpunk 2077 #lil guy v #i drew this tag #anw yea silly doodles coming just had to get this outta my system woowee #little v is kind to a fault but he gets to have what he wants because of it: #being remembered by haunting everyone's lives

[pol-ski]

All Saints' Day & All Souls' Day in Poland

On 1 and 2 November, Polish necropolises are lit up with the glare of candles, which we light on the graves of our loved ones.

#all saints day #all souls day #catholic #poland #cemetery #graveyard #graves #gravestone #roman catholicism #catholicism #christian #christianity #all hallows eve #all souls' day #all saints' day #wszystkich świętych #zaduszki #november #candles #candlelight #*

[squidprinceofwinterfell]

I’m losing it over this screengrab of The Deep’s face moments after Homelander compared himself to Martin Luther King, Jr.

#homelander: every day i decide not to blow up this planet makes me a patron saint deep: 👁️👄👁️ #homelander and the deep competing for funniest and most insane guy of all time #homelander #the deep #kevin moskowitz #the boys

[kronika-ilustrowana]

#1930s #1933 #november #art #folklore #all saints' day #listopad #sztuka #krzyż #Wszystkich Świętych #cmentarz #cemetery #ноябрь #искусство #кладбище #крест

[tinyshe]

#catholic #all saints day #medievel

[inspiredbyjesuslove]

#christianity #catholicism #catholic #faith #all saints day

[dizzybizz]

just came to a realization.....

..... when,,,, when they're smug and serious and-

#i- yeah no ok yes i ok #EVERTIME #SMUG N SERIOUS JSUT HITS DIFFERENT ISTG #ANY WSJ FANS HERE IN THE HSR SPACE #anyways ive been thinking about sampo n gepard so intensly for the past few days.... its not even funny 🙄 #all saints street #wan sheng jie #wsj #nick hoult #lynn angel #lynnick #honkai star rail #sampo #gepard #sampard #gempo??? #helPP #therere no cute shipnames for them smh losers just like them i suppose #doodle #my art #THE VENN DIAGRAM IS A CIRCLE #(its not but shhhhh)

[hyakunana]

Things had not changed so much. He could be patient. He would tell Osiris this story, too, when they were face to face once more.

#destiny #destiny 2 #destiny the game #bungie #destiny art #saint 14 #fanart #saint14day #HAPPY S14 DAY PPL 8D #this year my contribution is simpler bc of my low mental energy #im also catching up on commissions and organizing my ideas for this season #you all have no idea how harder it got for me to do the europan seasonal update #i feel like anything i do might mess up w actual plot so I just..... wait........ #but lets focus on big best boy day <3 #lore taken from the techeun regalia gloves! #i 1st planned to make a single comic page w the ending but - again - low brain energy #hopefully this will suffice <3

[owl-house-facts-i-just-made-up]

OWL HOUSE FACT #76: The residents of the Boiling Isles were taken aback by the fact that humans celebrate a day called Valentine’s Day because the guy it was named after a guy who was imprisoned and tortured and executed on the day some 1700 years prior.

“That just seemed excessive,” one resident was quoted.

Whatever the case, the many couples of the Isles celebrate nonetheless with traditions both introduced by the Human Appreciation Society and traditions found in the Isles.

(Happy Valentine’s Day!)

#the owl house #toh facts #toh #owl house #owl house facts #valentines day #saint valentine #actual history #huntlow #lumity #gustholomule #raeda #other ships too #I don’t have all day to list them all 😭

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

Leonardo: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, le Comte is walking in this room.

MC: *wheeze*

#ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp leo #ikevamp comte #ikevamp saint germain #ikevamp mc #back at it again with the pureblood on pureblood violence #truly these jokes never age a day (at least for me) #you see what i did there #although i think the funniest thing about this one is that comte would be so 'ha h a leonardo very funny >:/' #and then he's just drinking in the parlor room asking sebas is he's too old and boring for mc #and sebas naturally interested in stirring the pot is like #'idk if you ask me you don't look a day over 300' #needless to say the man needed pats from mc afterwards #man im dying all i imagine is comte just 'no talk me i'm angy' in a corner of the balcony #lowkey want to write this now--i might in fact #unauthorized bullying of comte will not be tolerated (unless i find it hilarious like i do in this case) #also funny because leonardo isnt much younger--not that that would ever stop him #ikevamp incorrect quotes