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jehovahwitless · 2 days
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poeticblogname · 1 month
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i can never get past this. / like a pillar of salt watching everyone move on. /my stone cold eyes watch cities burn and cities born / yet i am still here, on for the rest of our days. / my arms embrace the cold body of times that have long passed. / i try to cry out for forgiveness, for just one more chance / one more chance and i won’t do it again, i swear. / please, just one more time, just one more dance. / and one thing that’s never been answered is my prayer. / hazy faces and sheet covered bodies circle whats left of me at night. /
an unfinished poem about not being able to move on, heavily inspired by Lot’s wife in the old testament
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nsfwbible · 9 months
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Lot's wife (2023)
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wondersmith-and-sons · 7 months
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if you can’t handle richard siken at his “i also want to get bruce wayne pregnant” you don’t deserve him at his “everyone longs for a father figure. even those with fathers. even fathers. that’s why we invented god.”
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cholojannate0867 · 2 months
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arjuna52 · 4 months
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Look Ahead, Not Behind
As a religious professional it’s always been important for me to share my own struggles with those who have come to me for assistance, so they know that I, too, deal with many of the same issues they are experiencing. All of us, at one time or other, can find ourselves stuck and unable to move forward because we’re unable to let go of the emotional baggage we’ve accumulated over the years.…
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lenaellsi · 8 months
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so you're anthony j. crowley, long-time exile from heaven and recent exile from hell, and you've finally figured out that the mess of overwhelming and infuriating and intoxicating feelings you've been harboring for the only being in the universe you've ever been able to rely on might, whoopsies, be something a little bit like love. but not love the way you remember heaven loved you, or the way they told you god loved you (they lied), but love like the humans do it: messy, and awkward, and incongruously infinite, and so, so fragile.
and, well. okay, you think. this'll be horrible. embarrassing for both of us, probably. but i'll tell him. you've never been a coward, no matter what the other demons might say. screw your courage to the sticking place, or whatever. macbeth. aziraphale loved that one.
so you talk yourself into it, you gather every scrap of courage and honesty you've got left, and you say, all right, angel, i've got something to say, only aziraphale's got something to say, too, and--
aziraphale doesn't love you back.
or. he does, but he loves the ghost of the angel you used to be, not the person you've made yourself since. he loves you, but he loves you like god did--loves you good, and quiet, and dull. he loves you without your grief, or your anger, without even that first bite of the apple. he wants you like that again, he says. defanged, like the Antichrist's domesticated hellhound.
(you worked for hell for a long time, and for god for a long time before that. you're intimately familiar with what it is to offer someone everything they've ever wanted, and then to twist it, to mutilate it, into an unrecognizable hell of their own choosing. you're not sure why it surprises you anymore. you're not sure why you keep letting the surprises hurt.)
and so you do the thing you've done since the beginning, because you've never been able to stop yourself: you push. you push hard, and you grab him, and he's so angry and you kiss him and you don't think about it, don't think about it, this is the most important temptation of your life, the only one that's ever mattered--
and he forgives you.
so you leave. at least that way you can do it before he does. you've always been a step ahead and to the left; stupid to think this would ever be different. stupid to think he might choose you, with all of heaven and earth spread out in front of him. nothing lasts forever, not even the stars.
he told you that a long time ago.
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itserickthepoet · 1 year
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Keep moving forward.
—Erick A. McDowell
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yea-baiyi · 4 months
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say what you want about svsss but hands down the most distraught i have ever been while reading a mxtx novel is after the bing-ge extra. what do you mean he asked shen qingqiu to come with him. what do you mean “it’s not fair”. what do you mean he looked back.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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This may be self indulgent but how bout headcanons for a reader who took home the toys in that roommate scenario/lh
Just the toys getting calmed down enough to be able to be explained to that the Reader is taking the 'poor things' home
Maybe specifically Huggy Mommy Poppy and PJ for em?, if that's too much feel free just to do who ya wanna/lh
- Salt anon
Huggy
Doorways don’t accommodate him too well.
But does that stop him? No. You’ve seen him squeeze through the vents. This wasn’t a problem.
With Poppy acting as a pseudo-suppressor, he’s a lot more docile when interacting with you now.
He forgives you for what happened on the catwalks after you helped patch him up.
Now he gives you gentle hugs every chance he gets <3
Mommy
First you nearly kill her with the grinder..
Now you wanna take her home and keep her safe???
She thinks “wtf make up your mind, employee”.
Ofc she won’t easily forgive you for severing one of her arms and cheating at her games (though out of slight guilt she says she “might” have rigged them).
But she does appreciate the nice home you set up for her and the others.
Poppy
Freedom from the facility?
It sounded almost too good to be true, up until you let her see your home and realized this was all for them.
She can’t help but shed a tear.
To live in a cozy home, like a real girl, is what she dreamed of all her life.
PJ
He’s confused but happy to have more “wiggle room” underneath your house.
You’ve dug some holes for him to pop out of (but only in his room, which is a huge place reminiscent of Statues).
Alongside Mommy he becomes the tripping hazard of the household, though he’s big and colorful enough for the others to notice.
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darubyprincx · 20 days
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ive spent about 72 hours over the course of the past three weeks hyperfocusing on getting what's probably the most overpowered armor in modded minecraft and now that i finally have it i feel absolutely nothing and its the worst thing ive ever known. i dont even know what to do with myself anymore i guess i'm gonna go make myself some tea
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pangeen · 8 months
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" Cappadocia " //© Max Rive
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kneelingshadowsalome · 2 months
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i'm sorry, but i took one look at this and immediately went: KÖNIG!!
https://twitter.com/MikeBigger12/status/1672587938029240320?t=mzi4sYVFKefPXRchp4BF4Q&s=19
tw! it is absolutely ginormous, i'm almost pitiful of any poor soul that encounters that monster, it's unreal
POV: it's your second date and König greets you like this when you arrive at his place
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redezign-yr-logo · 2 months
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WOAH SPIRIT PHONE CHICKEN MONGOOSE THAT'S CRAZY
ORIGINAL DESIGN
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We had a false alarm on the "my body will fall apart at age 22" front, but got really close with "my vision will fall apart at age 20"
. . . except it didn't! I have 20/20 vision again, suddenly, with no reason. Weird!
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shetheyslain · 5 days
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They should add salt to Minecraft
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