#Jesus is I AM

[destielmemenews]

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[crow-person]

save a horse ride a cowboy !!!!

[dkcdude]

What's in a Name?

There are some Christian praise songs I really like that talk about the power in the name of Jesus. Thinking about them, though, got me wondering: how can there be power in a name? I mean, the thought of there being actual power in a name seems almost mystical to me. So, let’s unpack a couple verses from the Bible to see if there’s anything to this. In Exodus 3, Moses first encounters God from…

[vaesivlasta]

💀 shadows of ourselves 💀

[identitty-dickruption]

one of the worst things in the world is that feeling unloveable can (and will) make you act in ways that reinforces itself. I feel unloveable so I don’t respond to messages so people reach out less so I feel unloveable. one of the hardest things in the world is fighting back the brain demons long enough to break the cycle

[wouldgaysexfixthem]

would gay sex fix them?

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for getting my best friend killed?

I swear to God, it was an accident.

My (27) BF (34) has a reputation for getting himself out of any jam you can imagine; and at first it was just a fun little thing the friend group noticed: there goes Oily J wiggling his way out of trouble again. but as the meme evolved in the group, it got to the point where we'd loykey started getting him into situations just to see how he'd get out of 'em, and he akept getting out of em. He was having fun with it too same as us. "Oh you guys," he'd say, "getting me into situations again," before laughing it off and getting out of it, so it was enrichment for our shared enclosures, and as time went on, the situations got more intense.

The trouble is, it turns out that putting a man in too many situations eventually gets the police interested. And not local hobsknockers cops either; they was like, proper three-letter FEDs. They put out a bounty on any information pertaining to his capture and everything. It was good money too so I thought, hey why don't I put J in another situation he can wiggle out of like always (and he'd wiggled outta worse before, so I thought this one'd be relatively mild), and at the next boardgame night (cause it was too late to do anything special for this one) we can buy some extra strong booze and get absolutely blitzed while having a giggle about the situation.

Boardgame night, and we were playing some social deduction nonsense or another and he says: "One of you is gonna betray me tonight." and I can't help but think, looking back on it, that he knew. It's stupid, I know he was talking about the game, but the way he said it, it was like he knew. We all felt it, and we had a big round robin round the table taking turns promising that we'd never betray him. And I said it so easily cause I thought it was true. Sure, I was gonna talk to the feds about a bounty; but, I fully expected my big beautiful oily boy to wiggle his way out of the trouble I was 'bout to cause, and that's not a betrayal. I wasn't lying. I didn't think I was lying.

My big beautiful oily boy didn't manage to wiggle his way out of it. They killed him and I got my blood money. He's gone.

He's gone and I'm devastated, crying, mourning. I loved him so much. We all did. And I can't stop thinking that it's my fault: that I'm the reason he's gone. and it is. and the guilt is eating me up inside. and I just need to talk to someone about it. So, I tell the rest of the group what happened in the group chat, hoping they'd understand that I didn't want this. I didn't want the government's blood money. It was supposed the be a prank. some joint enclosure enrichment. He was supposed to wiggle out of it like he always does... did, i mean.

They call me, among worse things, the asshole and kick me from the group chat. And, I know it's my fault he's dead: I know that. If I didn't do what I did, he wouldn't be dead right now. But, I didn't mean it for it to end up this way. He was supposed to be okay, damn it. I loved him. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[hasnomoxxie]

I FORGOT TUMBLR EXISTED

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ILL GET ON MY PEPPIBLAST SHIT SOON-

...UMM

JESUS CHRIST HOLDING BLUEY

Yeah that'll do it

[startuxi0]

What if Angel found him, after his punishment?

fuck any of you who let me spend this fucking long on this OH MY GOD

[p4nishers]

i cant get over the ball being so CLEARLY all for crowley i can't get over aziraphale trying to woo him with a WHOLE FUCKING BALL because that's what he knows that's what romance IS for him because he's been wanting to dance with crowley ever since dancing was invented and he's so stuck in time with the way he dresses and talks and he still thinks a dance is the high of romance AND HE MADE A WHOLE ENTIRE FUCKING BALL FOR CROWLEY JUST SO HE COULD DANCE WITH HIM like now it's so fucking obvious he gave away his BOOKS without a second thought and it was all for crowley he organised a whole JANE AUSTEN THEME BALL just so he could have an excuse to finally dance with the love of his life and i can't get over this i'm shaking my fists and pacing up and down he did not give a single fuck about anything other than dancing with crowley and HE BARELY TOUCHED OTHER PEOPLE'S HANDS WHILE HIS WHOLE FUCKING PALM WAS PRESSED TO CROWLEY'S AND i need to lie down

[bedforddanes75]

im not american but some of you guys are just fucking stupid ong what do you MEAN youre not gna vote because you disagree with like one part of what youre voting for. like okay me when im fucking thick

[ducktracy]

there are a lot of evil people in the world and a lot of darkness in the world and so it’s very important for me to stress that now more than ever is the time to spread kindness and compassion. combat the evil by not only not partaking in it, but actively refuting it. destroy the notion that being compassionate or generous or kind to someone is uncool or embarrassing or even scary. be the change you want to see. start a chain reaction. positivity only breeds more positivity. do an act of kindness for someone so that that person who is too afraid to do it themselves can see you, realize that they’re not alone, and perhaps sheepishly follow your example. and then the next person who is too afraid but sees that person can do the same. when bad news comes out about bad people or horrible atrocities in the world it’s such an easy impulse to despair, and obviously it’s important to feel what you need to feel. grieve. be angry. be sorrowful. be empathetic. but dust off your pants and get up and be a part of a chain reaction that, no matter how small the scale, and spread compassion and love and care. all the reasons why you might not—“it’s hard! it’s scary! people will make fun of me! it’s useless because there’s too much evil!” are all grade A arguments as to why you should. you have no idea how many people you could inspire to do the same. even if it doesn’t get you anyway far, you can at least say you have the nobility of trying. please choose love and please choose life. you are worth loving and you are worth inspiring others to love

[dogd0m-charlie]

don't get me wrong, i absolutely love the feeling of power and control and dominance in kink stuff, but one of my absolute favorite things is just feeling so needy and desperate around another person who's equally as needy and desperate for you.

i get the appeal of being all pathetic and whiny around someone more dominant than you, being at the mercy of whatever they'd decide to do to you or what they'd make you do to them, sure. and i absolutely love putting someone else in that position.

but it's so hot when we're both pathetic little needy messes for each other at the same time. both of us whimpering things to each other like "you're so fucking hot," and "oh my god i need you so bad, please," while we're rutting against each other and panting and drooling and whining, desperately trying to get any amount of friction or stimulation while at the same time trying so so hard to make sure the other person feels good too. eventually making each other cum over and over until our brains are too fuzzy and our bodies are too shaky and spent to possibly keep going anymore, sweat and slick and cum dripping down both of us and soaking into the sheets.

no coherent power dynamic between us in that moment, just the foggy-headed, brainless, primal need for pleasure and the intense desire to give that person pleasure, too. nothing else can ever feel better to me than the raw need and lust and passion and desperation that comes out of both of you being so so whiny and pathetic for each other like that.

[crispycreambacon]

Jesus came back and he brought trans people with him. Rejoyce.

[zsofieia]

it was funnier in my head…………

[gallusrostromegalus]

Happy Bread Jesus Everyone!

I have um. Hurt my back pretty badly, so I do not think I am capable of baking this year but:

1. Please tag me if YOU decide to make a bread Jesus. Or any other bread effigy I love that shit.

2. If I'm still human when I get back from the doctor this evening I will set up a discord channel and do a Live Reading.

3. Post will be at the top of my blog for anyone who wants to read it to their friends, family or religious authorities (highly recommended).

Love you all, thank you so much for all the love, support and joy You've given me over the years, and hopefully I will see you tonight!