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frogoru · 3 months

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i've had to indulge in christian scripture a lot for the past few months because personal life stuff and i need everyone to know that there's a book in the bible where king solomon goes on and on about how horny he is for his wife and it's SO SENSUAL and i didn't expect it at all (it's really beautifully written if anything but also sex funny. i put verses down below that invoked said feelings because its so wow)

"Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that graze among the lilies."

- 4:5

"...How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice! Your lips drip nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue;"

- 4:10-11

"How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand. Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus. Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses."

- 7:1-5

"Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters. I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its fruit. Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples, and your mouth like the best wine.

She

It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth.

I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me."

- 7:7-10

In verse 8 of chapter 5 his wife says "I am sick with love." and that makes me feel really AHHHHHH oh my god?? it's so intimate

#cw christianity #need someone to love me like king solomon loves his wife #“I am sick with love.” what if i died right now #i love song of solomon #christianity is so loving and awesome when you're not stressing about being a sinner #i can't believe having such beautiful feelings like this for the same sex is supposed to be evil in most interpretations of biblical canon #my relationship with the religion is so conflicting because i'm surrounded by it a lot and want to embrace it fully like everyone else but #embracing it in the way they want me to would mean casting away a lot of things and indulgences that i love #marching to the own beat of my drum

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12am-motivation · 4 days

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roughly 2 days left until the full version!!

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absolutely obsessed with sol's "are you ready? in 3, 2, 1, ah~" (and how he's most likely also the one doing the high-pitched backup vocals)

and i'm reminded of this bit from kawata-san himself from otaku FM mini (plus how he voiced the backup singers in obm the anime S2E6 lol)

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frownyalfred · 7 months

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"....for I am sick (of/with) love." is such a baller way to describe a heat/rut, yes I am making the Song of Solomon about omegaverse, no, nobody can stop me

#when I was listening to kate bush's rendition #I thought she was saying “comfort me with that pulse”#“for I am sick of love”#but it was actually apples #sadly since that would've been a great dirty line for an omegaverse reading of the SOS #song of solomon #thoughts #a/b/o mention #I think it's cool how sick of/sick with are interchangeable #because you think it means they tire of lvoe #but truly it's because it's taken over them #a/b/o tw #a sky of honey

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nnnneeev · 2 days

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'ALL THE FEELS' RAMBLES BELOW BECAUSE IM --💥💥💥💥💥

*breathes in* okay let's calm down for a bit

can't deny that im a barbatos and solomon kisser but their solo parts????? IT'S SO GOOD im going to cry seriously theyre such a good singer i love them even more after this 😭💙💙 also dia, luke, and simeon's parts!!! GOD . triworlds i love u..

THEYRE LITERALLY GIVING ME ALL THE FEELS AGH IM SO PROUD OF THEM 🥺🥺😭

ven's moodboard for tonight

#rambles #rAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH #for a short ramblings this took quite long i dont know how to translate my feelings into words anymore #blasting 'all the feels' at 12am in my room rn #on loop until my neighbors complain abt it!!#im going to be so annoying abt this #ogawa ryo produces the best songs fr #when barbatos said 'oya' and solomon's 'mahou' PLEASE #i can finallydie happy #i love everything about this song #now... unit songs when 🥹

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bouncydragon · 9 months

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warm winter

I wrote something again! It is soft and fluffy. It was inspired by this amazing fanart by @whentommymetalfie. I hope you like it!

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Pairing: Tommy x Alfie

Word count: 1447

Summary: On a very snowy day, Alfie and Tommy enjoy some soft time together.

Warnings: None, it's just some sweet domestic fluff.

AO3

It was one of those rare afternoons that were just so very calm and completely devoid of any responsibilities. Alfie liked those days under normal circumstances already but today was special because Tommy—the lovely bastard—was in London for the whole weekend, and they’d get to spend it together, able to just be them and be close without fear of judgement and persecution. That was also a very rare thing, a very nice thing but unfortunately rare. At least in the sense that they didn’t have business to deal with. Any chance they got to be themselves, they cherished and enjoyed to the fullest.

Although the circumstance that led to their much desired time together this weekend was not ideal. Far from it and Alfie hoped it would not be repeated in the future.

It hadn’t actually been the plan that Tommy would be here this weekend. Alfie hadn’t even known that he was coming to London. Apparently, Tommy had come to drop off a Christmas present for his nephew and then decided to visit Alfie—after all, he was already in London, so he might as well. Alfie was somewhat convinced that the story about the nephew’s present was just a cover for his family back in Birmingham—the only one who knew of them at this point was Tommy’s sister Ada—just to give them a reason why exactly he was going to London on Christmas Eve, especially since there had been warnings of heavy snowfall on the radio.

Said snowfall was also the reason why Tommy was staying the whole weekend now because it had been strongly discouraged to drive in this weather—not that either of them was complaining, mind you, it was rather convenient. A very welcome change indeed and Alfie was not ashamed about hoping that Tommy’s stay would somehow be extended beyond the weekend.

But Alfie did not like that Tommy had walked to his house in the snow and freezing cold. He had been uncontrollable shivering when he had arrived, standing on Alfie’s doorstop covered in snow, dangerously looking like he was about to become a snowman. The snowflakes in his dark hair—Tommy had forgotten his cap at his sister’s place—had reminded Alfie of stars in the night sky, which was unfortunate because although Tommy still looked very, very pretty, he also looked utterly and completely miserable, which was not a good look on him to be honest; looked like a kicked puppy, that was also freezing its tail off.

So Alfie had quickly pulled Tommy inside and got him out of his clothes, something he really loved doing but not in this context. Tommy had been shivering so much that he had been unable to talk, he had just kept holding on to Alfie as the man had helped him undress. Alfie cursed his stubborn lover for choosing good-looking clothes over practical ones. A suit simply was not the right choice of clothing in the middle of winter. Sure, he had a coat but evidently that hadn’t helped much after a certain point.

Alfie had given Tommy something warm to wear and then started a fire in the fireplace in his living room—the general heating could be unreliable sometimes, and a fire was cosier anyway. He had made some camomile tea in the kitchen while Tommy had gotten comfortable on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

It was quite the sight he walked in on when he brought the tea to the living room.

Tommy was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, a blanket loosely wrapped around his shoulders and clad in one of Alfie’s knitted jumpers—it was a very nice shade of blue, which brought out Tommy’s eyes nicely—and some comfy trousers. The jumper was a size or two too big for Tommy and his hands disappeared in the sleeves. Cyril was curled up next to him. All in all, Tommy looked cosy and very soft—and Alfie might have just fallen a little bit more in love with him.

Alfie sat down next to him and immediately Tommy rested his head on his shoulder. Alfie smiled, rubbing his back. “Better?”

Tommy just simply nodded and Alfie was starting to worry because Tommy still hadn’t said a single word since turning up at his door. He hoped he wouldn’t get sick. Alfie got the impression that Tommy was difficult and a right fucking arse when sick. As much as he loved him, and even though he’d still take care of him of course, he was not entirely sure if he’d have the patience to deal with Tommy when he had a cold, or worse. But there was not much he could do about it right now, just wait and see.

He gave Tommy a cup of tea and watched as he took it gingerly, trying not to spill anything as his hands were still trembling slightly. Tommy just held the cup in his hands for a while, letting it warm his frozen hands. Eventually he relaxed and took a sip, followed by a content and pleased hum—Tommy was quite particular about his tea and it had taken Alfie ages to get it right.

Alfie smiled. “Now?”

Tommy just nodded again and just focused on enjoying his tea. Alfie decided to continue the book he had been reading when Tommy had rung the bell. Tommy was leaning into him, just drinking one cup of camomile tea after another until the pitcher was empty.

Alfie shook his head amused. “You need to go easy on the camomile. You’re gonna get crazy.”

Tommy flashed him a tiny smile but it got interrupted by a big yawn, which he unsuccessfully tried to hide.

“How about a nap?” Alfie suggested, tenderly carding his fingers through Tommy’s soft, tousled hair. He received another short nod as answer and then Tommy gently made Alfie lie down so he could positively flop on top of him.

Alfie chuckled and waited until Tommy had gotten comfortable—which was an actual lengthy process that included using his chest as pillow (something he always did anyway), hugging him as best as the position allowed and snuggling into him with an effort that Alfie only knew from Cyril, to be honest. Seriously, this process took a lot longer than one might imagine because somehow Tommy made a science out of it. Once Tommy was finally comfortable—Alfie could tell by the way he melted into the warmth of his body—Alfie pulled the blanket over him, all the way up to his chin, and wrapped his arms around him.

Cyril lifted his head and looked at Alfie, tilting his head to the side in question. Alfie put a finger to his lips. “Shh. Nap time, boy,” he whispered. Cyril yawned and curled back into a ball by their feet. Alfie smiled and decided to give his eyes a little rest as well.

When he opened them again, a quick glance to the clock on the mantle of the fireplace told him that it was a couple of hours later. Thankfully the fire was still going, if weakly, and the room was comfortably warm. Tommy was still asleep and practically wrapped around Alfie, his face smooshed into his chest. Alfie smiled and played with his hair while watching the snow fall outside. It was getting dark and the snowfall had calmed down a little at least but it did not look like it would actually stop anytime soon.

Some tiny movement made Alfie pay attention to his now slowly awakening partner. Tommy made a soft sound, a sleepy hum, and opened his eyes slowly, blinking a few times. He yawned, burying his face in Alfie’s chest to hide it again.

“Hello there, treacle. Did you sleep well?” Alfie greeted him softly, brushing away some locks of hair from his forehead.

“Mhmmm.” At least that was more than a nod, finally. Sometimes Tommy’s silent nature infuriated Alfie. “You’re very comfy. Soft and warm. Good pillow,” he added drowsily.

Alfie chuckled and rolled his eyes. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“I always do.” Tommy raised his head a little so he could look at Alfie. He smiled softly. “I love you.”

Alfie smiled back, kissing his forehead tenderly. “I love you too.”

Tommy hummed and just snuggled into Alfie again, nuzzling his neck, and quickly fell asleep again. Alfie sighed smiling. As long as Tommy was comfortable, he didn’t mind. At latest, he’d have to wake Tommy when the fire went out, so he could rekindle it. That was still a little while away, so Alfie just held Tommy and closed his eyes again too.

#the title is the direct translation of a k-pop song that i rly love #no I did not also get inspired by that one interview with Cillian and Emily and the camomile tea; what makes you think that...#peaky blinders fanfic #peaky blinders #tommy x alfie #alfie x tommy #tommy shelby #alfie solomons #tofie #sholomons

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watermeloncholycucumbersome · 4 months

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Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

Song of Solomon 2:5-6

#read your bible #scripture #thoughts #feelings #love #christian #christianity #song of solomon #kjv #bible verse #true love #beautiful #I love Jesus #i want a godly husband #God is good #lovesick

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wiirocku · 1 year

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Song of Solomon 3:4 (NKJV) - Scarcely had I passed by them, When I found the one I love. I held him and would not let him go, Until I had brought him to the house of my mother, And into the chamber of her who conceived me.

#Song of Solomon 3:4 #scarcely #passesd #found #one #I love #held him #not let #brought #house #chamber

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annaofaza · 1 year

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Wolfwood is called to officiate a wedding.

#vashwood #trigun #my fic #wolfwood: ahhhh that's what it all means fuck #anyway i tried not to use song of solomon again and you won't believe how many unromantic bible verses there are for weddings in comparison #a family friend's wedding actually had the 'eve from adam's' rib passage #and i'm not about that #or as lovely as the 'love is patient love is kind verse' is #i'm also not about st. paul #and the couple is based off two friends of mine so LOL #enjoy peace and love etc

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croziers-compass · 5 months

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Tozer!

For Dear, Dear Solomon Tozer!

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#Solomon Tozer #Woodkid #I raise you a song that I think associates with some of his inner conflict with the concepts of love and how they project outwardly

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our-destiny · 2 years

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Imagine dancing with Solomon <3

Maybe you're somewhere on a balcony, overlooking the Devildom, maybe you're in the human realm, surrounded by flowers with the sun painting the sky shades of pink as it sets behind the horizon. Maybe you're dressed up, looking oh so gorgeous in his eyes, maybe you're in casual clothes, doing this on a whim. Maybe it's raining, no one else around, both of you getting soaked, maybe the sun is shining on you two, casting you in a warm glow, making you forget about the rest of the world. Maybe there's no music, only the sound of your laughter as he dips you, almost dropping you for the third time, maybe your favorite song's playing, you smiling, singing along. Maybe it's a slow song, letting you look into each others eyes and appreciate the moment, maybe it's more upbeat, lifting your moods as he spins you until you're dizzy. Maybe you're dancing together, holding onto one another, stepping in beat, maybe you're doing your own thing, making each other laugh with how stupid you look trying (and failing) to do the worm. Maybe he's just watching you dance by yourself, a soft grin on his face as you laugh, happy and without a care in the world, just how you should be. Maybe you both end up falling to the ground afterwards, dizzy and out of breath, holding so much love for each other, smiling like idiots. Maybe you end up cuddling until you fall asleep, maybe you continue on with your day, with a pep in your step, knowing that it's going to be okay as long as you have each other <3

#obey me #obey me shall we date #om! shall we date #om! swd #self indulgent #om! solomon #solomon obey me #you could imagine this with anybody #but i just love soft solomon #soft solomon #pretty boy #<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3 #i was listening to good looking by suki waterhouse which sparked this thought #its a great song

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junkjounral · 2 years

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August 22, 2022

“Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.”

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12am-motivation · 1 year

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Here it is!! The card we've been waiting for!

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wintcrstcrfall · 9 months

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closed starter for @laviexenrose

year: 65 A.D. place: Rome, Roman Empire

It wasn't a greatly kept secret that Emperor Nero blamed all of the Christians for the Great Fire of Rome - amongst many more other things - and for that every secret, very 'accidental' meeting between him and Isabelle was even more dangerous. Not only because she was coming from an influential, rich family and Matthew was from a significantly poorer one, on top of everything - he was a gentile. And an orphan, as of two years ago. He knew, deep down in his soul, that what they were doing was futile and soon, maybe any day now, she would come to their secret meeting place and say that she was engaged to someone powerful, someone who could give her the life she deserved. For now, Matthew was just glad that day was not today. "I brought you something," the young man greeted, instead of a proper 'Shalom', like he knew it was the custom to say. Then he got up and slowly unraveled the gentle flower crown tucked inside the white cloth. "A girl from the market told me the flowers it was made from and I remembered they were your favorite."