#FAITHIS

[flyinghome-againstthewind]

Wednesday 100: Chance Encounters (1x16 au)

Norman thought he might actually faint when the nurse approached with a needle. “Steady now,” she said, obviously having noticed his unease. “What’s your name, soldier?”

“Private Norman Graham, ma’am.”

“I’m Claire Randall, and I’ve yet to lose a man to the hypodermic needle, so you’ll be alright.”

Norman blinked at her, panic of needles all but forgotten. That name. He’d heard the family lore growing up — of the woman who fell through the stones, back in time, into the arms of his ancestor — but he never thought…

He turned away just as his several-times-great-grandmother stabbed him in the arm.

[dawnssummers]

happy pride month to these guys

[fandomgirlz01]

Hi! Are you ever going to finish Love Uncovered? I’ve been reading it from the start so I’m just curious. No pressure or anything if you aren’t. Have a great day!

Hello Love!

Yes, I {Faith} do plan to finish it! I am so sorry that it has been so long. I just have been so blocked on it at the moment so I guess you could say it's just on a long hiatus on the moment because of that. For a little while there I had lost inspiration for a lot of our works and I think that was because I was pushing myself to do things when I didn't have much will for anything. For an example I made the upcoming works page and then I panicked a little bit because it made me feel crunched and like I HAD to get THOSE works out. Now I work on what I am most inspired on and my focus has been on writing right away when inspiration hits.

That being said, I am sorry to say, but I don't think we will write very many more series like Love Uncovered. Don't get me wrong this series has been my baby and I adore it so very much, but the writing dark stuff took a huge toll on me. By dark stuff I mean the demonic elements, as a Christian it made it really hard to write. I WILL always love both Sam and Colby, but for a while there I found it really hard to watch their videos because I personally got really scared for them because I knew, I just knew that this whole time they have been messing with demons and I felt like it was bringing that negativity into my home. That goes hand in hand with how hard Sam has been pushing lately and I get why he has been, but even before all of this I personally have been feeling like something is just off with both Sam and Colby. They just seem different, I haven't been able to place why, but they just haven't been acting like the Sam and Colby I personally fell in love with.

I'm not saying I'm not a fan anymore, no, that would NEVER happen, I will always LOVE them and they will always have a special place in my heart because if it wasn't for them I don't think I would have pushed to keep moving every day. Without them I don't think I'd even be here, they both at different times made me smile when I didn't think I ever would ever again as well as they both gave me a will to live life and helped me though what I will always call my HARDEST time in my life. I am just saying something has been off with them lately and every time I watch I can't help but to notice it and every time all I can think about when watching is how incredibly scared I am for them.

Anyway I do plan to finish off this series and write one other that was requested a while ago, but after those two I as the writer have decided that I will NOT write about the demonic stuff anymore. I will however still write for Colby, but I for my own mental health and my inspiration have decided that I won't be writing that kind of works anymore.

~ Faith :)

[malenkaya-glosoli]

A very good riddance to these two sick and evil creeps: David Brandt Berg (1919-1994) and his youngest biological child and second daughter Faithy (1951-2024), who has just recently passed away, and interestingly not long after the 30th anniversary of her father’s death. As a child she was one of his victims but as an adult she was just as sick and twisted as him, embracing her father’s disgusting doctrines and behaviour and helping him to spread them like a virus with no qualms or remorse. They were the founders and leaders of the Children of God s** cult today known as The Family International and have traumatised thousands worldwide through their teachings and practices, and to the point that many of those thousands are tragically no longer with us. The cult unfortunately still exists to this day and is led by Faithy’s five-years-older-than-herself stepmother Karen Zerby, who is equally sick, twisted and cowardly. Let’s just say these two have failed to reach the Heavenly City.

[lehaneisms]

HEY WET RAT GIRL!

[feelingkoiarchive]

[prankmasterz]

      SHE CALLS DIBS ON BEING SEXY IGOR.

[burninlovebutler]

💿 with austin. i like to think you know my vibe. buuuuut i’m a little bit chaos, “shy” like our boy austin, dramatic and angry, weird. i think that covers it lmfao. i love you melon! congrats my wifey on 1000!!!!

1k Party Ask List Thing lol 🎉

thank you wifey 🥰🥰🥰 ilysm

💿 - Playlist (B)

i did a little more than 3-6 songs bc i’m in love w you oops 🤭🤭 but i hope i encapsulated the angry shy weird chaotic vibe?? lmao

wifey faithy 1k playlist 🥰

[faithiegirl01]

Faithie’s Writer Rant Corner:

I really wish there was a way to like bookmark your favorite writers {Pages} on here ya know like to star your favorites? Like maybe if you star them you can find them easily in your follow list or like you have a favorites list? Cause like I have a lot of favorites, but sometimes some of their posts don’t exactly hit my page ya know what I mean? As well as if I turn on notifications it makes my phone overheat so I can’t exactly turn them on for all of them… I can only do like 4 or 5 any more then that and it over heats ya know? So like I wish I could find them so much easier then just turning on their notifications if that makes any sense at anyone at all…?

[shiroselia]

Speaking of insane things in hindsight btw can y'all believe I was 100% ready to cold turkey quit this game once horse progression was gonna drop back in February and now in July I'm currently more into the game than I've been since like 2020

[0paline]

i’m legit freaking out, tf did u say in the tags? THIS IS SO GOOD

Night Routine w/ Faith 😴

[brucedinsman]

Daily Service: Beginning at the house of Faith

Man in the Mirror   Daily Service: Beginning at the House of Faith. Updated for Volume 21 As a Christian, it is my responsibility to bring the Good News to an unbelieving, but just like Paul, I would caution those of us who are “of the household of faith” that God will judge us first and most harshly, especially if we neglect this great salvation. Ezekiel 9:3-7 (ESV) Now the glory of the God…

[fandomgirlz01]

👾 kiss, marry kill! (For the both of you since this is important information)

From Shrek, Lord Farquaad, Gingy, and Doris

(Mine is kill farquaad, kiss gingy, marry Doris, obviously!)

ALSO CONGRATS TO THE BOTH OF YOU 🎉 💚

{Faith} Oh my goodness my sweet sweet Kay, You absolutely never fail to make me just crack up in laughter. I adore you so so much. Anyway seeing as this is a VERY important question 😂 here is my answer.

Obviously I'd have to say... Marry Gingy Obviously because he's the sweetest (no puns intended... 👀😏),Kiss Doris only because I don't dislike her as much as I do we all know who 👀😒, and Kill Lord Farquaad and while I always admired him a little bit growing up, I mean he's a little person showing that you can definitely overcome obstacles that may seem to big for a little person (Ex: become king even when small and Conquer anything in your way...) That was a big thing for little tiny Faith to learn growing up. I always saw him as bad, but I definitely also admired that even though he was bad there was still a good lesson attached to his story and character in some awesome way.

Also Thank you my sweet sweet Friend, you mean the world to me. I'm so glad I've had you as an amazing support as a writer and a friend. You are one of my (not very) many people I can run to for both writing advice and life advice and that means the world to me. You are one of the many that push me to strive to be a better writer so THANK YOU. Can all of my readers and followers please please go over to her page and give her lots of incredible love? 

{Nat} Omg I love this question lol. I honestly haven't seen Shrek in so long so I don't even remember these characters that well (don't kill me) except I always loved Gingy for some reason. So based on the pictures I'd probably say Kill Doris, Kiss Lord Farquaad and Marry Gingy.

[feelingkoiarchive]

[i-heart-yellowstone]

12 - New Parenting Style

Part 13

Raised Fair Share of Hell

Tag list @bvbwestfall l @hcwthewestwaswcn @child-of-of-the-sunshine @elenavampire21 @keep-the-wolves-close @kmc1989 @tallrock35

“Faith, sit down in your seat please.” I warned my daughter who was basically bouncing up and down in the passenger seat while I was driving the truck down the driveway on my way to take her to see her father since I felt bad they hadn’t gotten to spend time together since I had left him.

She sent me a half smile that only lasted about a second before she squealed. “I’m going to see daddy. I’m going to see daddy!”

“I wish I still had your energy, kiddo.” I shake my head, chuckling with the rest of the drive was easy enough with us parking outside the main house. Getting out first I opened the door and unbuckled her seat before she climbed over my body seeing her father coming down the steps.

Kayce barely caught her body in his arms. “Daddy!”

“Woah. If you get any bigger girl you might have to start carrying me.” He chuckled holding her up on his chest grinning up at her.

Leaning my back against the side of my truck once I had shut the passenger door. I felt bad for keeping them apart but I wasn’t sure I could let my heart fully care for the youngest son as easily as I had at 17 years old. “I’ll be back before dinner to pick her up.”

“Stay momma.” Faith reached out with one of her tiny hands extended out to me.

Kayce teased with those puppy dog eyes of his. “Yeah, stay with us, momma.”

“Don’t call me momma, Dutton!” I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.

He bites his lip before smirking at me not being able to not tease me, had been that way since we were teenagers. “Momma Lissa Rae.”

“Faith, jump.” I ran forward where she jumped out of his arms watching me tackle her father into the gravel driveway. She laughed so loud, enjoying the sight before her. I moved my hands over his body, finding his ticklish spots that I knew far too well.

Kayce attempted to grab my hands and stop me but he couldn’t stop cackle in laughter squirming underneath my touch. “Alissa, stop - Lissa!”

“Will you stop calling me momma?” I asked, barely pausing on my tickle attack.

He released a breath staring up at me before rolling me onto my back, pinning me down in the gravel by holding my wrists down. “I can’t help it’s true. You are a momma.”

“Our daughters, not yours.” I stick my tongue out at him.

He smiled hoping my nose was getting up to stand then offered a hand helping me up off the ground too. “I’ll get back later just you wait, Lissa Rae.”

“Mommy, why does he call you that?” Faith asked tugging on my hand closest to hers.

Kayce picked her up in his arms, holding her against his hip. “That’s her nickname, sweet girl. Like how Grandpa John calls you Faithy Rae.”

“What’s your full name, mommy?” She eyed me with the curious eyes of a child.

“Alissa Rae Lambert.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. “Don’t you mean Dutton like daddy?”

“Oh yes. My bad.” I ruffled her hair playfully making my way back over to get inside my truck knowing I should probably help my family out with their cattle since that was where we were living currently. “I’ll pick you up later.”

Kayce slightly turned his body towards me, stopping me from leaving. “You could stay for the day. I’m sure your sister can understand that you should have time with your family.”

“Fine, I’ll stay. But you owe me for a few nights of babysitting Kayce.” I pointed my index finger at him with a warning look in my eyes.

The evening eventually rolled around where the three of us were all sitting in the living room just playing old games because that was one of the things our daughter liked doing besides riding horses all day like her parents. Laying on the couch in the living room I just silently watched the two play rock, paper, scissors for I think the 10th time in a row. “Three. Two. One. Rock, paper, scissors!”

“Oh come on. How are we matching each other?” Kayce slapped a hand to his forehead with his other hand and his daughter's back coming up with Rock. The reason they had done ten rounds simply because they had thrown out the same option for half of the game.

Faith giggled, falling on her back on the rug. “We’re mind readers, daddy.”

“My little telepath.” Kayce crawled over to her on his hands and knees till he was hovering over her and began tickling her stomach. That was her serious tickle spot where she cackled out in a fit of giggles.

Running a hand over my mouth it hurt me to not tell him that I was secretly seeing someone else even though we were married until death do us part. I feel like even if we split up we’d always find our way back to one another because we’re best friends and that bond lasts forever. “Faith, it’s gettin’ to be bedtime. You better get your little butt to bed if you want to stay the night with your daddy.” I looked at the time on my phone screen seeing it was almost nine o’clock meaning it was already past her bedtime.

“Five more minutes.” She begged me for those puppy dog eyes.

Kayce raised a brow glancing over his shoulder up at me where I gave him a silent look that he knew I meant business. “Not tonight, Rae Rae.”

“But daddy.” She whined with a sad expression.

He rose to his feet helping her up to her feet gently pushing her towards the hallway where her bedroom was and thankfully she listened to his order. “Not but’s, Rae Rae. You gotta get some sleep if you want to go riding tomorrow like we talked about.”

“Goodnight baby girl.” I kissed her forehead when she passed me and waited till I heard the bedroom shut before I went in the direction of the front door to grab my coat and boots to leave. “I’ll pick her up after I help my sister put some new saddles on our horses.”

“So we’re just not gonna talk about us before you leave huh?” My husband asked seeing me slip the sleeves of my coat on, keeping my back facing him the whole time.

“What exactly is there to talk about, Kayce.”

He sighed heavily, dropping his hands down at his sides in frustration. “You just pack up all your things and go back to your family's home. You take our daughter away from me and refuse to talk to me for longer than a few seconds. I want to know why.”

“Kayce, I’m not keeping your daughter from you. She’s sleeping down that hallway right now. So I don’t see the real problem you’re talking about.” I slowly turned around on my feet to face the rancher with my hands on my hips.

“I want you to explain what we truly are and why I saw you kissing one of my fathers ranch hands a while back.”

Taken back by his statement I knitted my brows in confusion and slight horror. “W-what. I haven’t been seeing anybody else. Why would you say such a thing?”

“Don’t lie to me, Alissa. I know you and Ryan are hooking up.” Kayce snapped sharply back at me. “I came over to your parents house after work and saw you making out in the living room.”

Completely changing my demeanor I ran my hands down my face snapping back at my best friend. “You've been spying on me then, Dutton. I can't believe you would do something like that. I'd never do something so hurtful to you!”

“Oh you mean cheating with another guy behind my back.” Kayce shouts back at me, stomping up to me until there’s barely any space left between us. “I’ve been thinking that we were still in this together. But apparently, we’re not in the same marriage that I thought we were in.”

Leaning up on my toes I pushed my nose against his, intensely staring into his chocolate brown eyes. “We haven’t truly had a marriage, Kayce. I became your wife but you’ve spent more time with Monica then me and I know why cause I have your family and my own whereas she didn’t have much. Your mother raised you to be a good person.”

“I’m gonna try to be better, to do better, Alissa.” He spoke down to me until I slapped him across the face, holding the side of his burning cheek.

“You say you’ll do better but I can’t believe anything you say anymore. When we were teenagers you promised me that we would always be together and protect one another. Our families revolve around each other and live the same lifestyle. Except looking at you now all I want to do right now is get as far away from you as physically possible.”

My best friend softly asked me a question I wasn’t expecting to come out of his mouth. “Are you saying you don’t love me anymore?”

“I honestly don't know.” I breathe out heavily, dropping my shoulders. “I don’t hate you but I’m not sure I love you anymore.”

Kayce blinked through some tears that had slipped out when the words came out of my mouth. “I think - you should go.”

“Kayce, I didn’t mean it like that-“

He held up his hands ordering me outside without another word. “Just go Alissa.”

“I’m - I’ll see you in the morning.” I muttered slipping out the front door and to my truck. Slamming the drivers door closed I hit my hands on the steering wheel, heavy tears I began sobbing not thinking this would be how my night ended.