#Religous symbols

[mercuriangelic]

as a catholic, i will never understand the reason behind refusing to let people turn symbols like crosses and churches, angels and other religious figures into a part of their identity. as a vampyr, who's existence is extremely religious centrict, i will never understand disallowing others from incorporating religion into their pronouns or gender. christianity isn't a sacred religion that needs to be kept away from the public, or kept away from other religious individuals. using godself pronouns doesn't make you disrespectful, calling yourself an angel isn't disrespectful, using crosses and crucifixes as an aesthetic isn't disrespectful. not only as a catholic, not only as a religious vampyr, not only as a fictive of a priest, i will never force anyone around me to drop what their doing or just take away their identity for my own comfort. because it isn't my place to do so. at the end of the day we all have our stories, and i will always support your mogai/nonhuman labels and identities.

[celestial-ringleader]

“. . .I still feel like I’ve got a circus tent on my back. . .this is like a ballgown made of kevlar!”

I’ve been thinking way too much about Dick as Batman............ @ronnyraygun

[joonebugg]

If my Nightmare and Dream were anything except fire or skeleton monsters they would be sheep monsters, both would be black sheep and Dream would dye her wool white to appear more "pure", further alienating Nightmare from the rest of the village

[farthaus]

i love women i love knights i love erza

[maggotfagg0t]

The Shepherd & the Snake

A poem written by yours truly.

stumble upon a brink as I gain my balance. I look at the sight before me.

The land over my indulgent mind is painted with iridescent yellows

and baby blues above. Baby blues that darken into sorrowful lapis heavens.

The eye of heaven slowly comes down to rest its head, the moon has taken its place.

No longer do birds chirp, now met with the soothing sound of cicadas buzzing, and the chitter-chatter of crickets playing their fiddles within the bitter wheat fields.

Wheat rushling in the icy breeze, a raspy whisper hushing over the countryside. Drunken darkness waning down on the scenery. Making the land cease to be sun-drenched, and now drowning it in shadows.

Cattle settle their hooves in dusty shambles of beaten pasture.

Cowboys lower their heads as canine companions oversee, and protect the land.

Shepherds mourn the loss of their farmer brothers who were overtaken

by the temptation of their envy-stricken brains.

Rocks bludgeoned into the skulls of their kin, giving rise to an uncanny predicament of sanguinary stained hands by an unkempt narcissistic standpoint. The farmer is deprived of appreciation for yellow bruises formed on his arms that are reminiscent of the sunsets, and sunrises, That greeted his tireless days of work that caused such damages all in the name of pleasing the one.

The Farmer bares the yellow bruises of the unappreciated labor he had done, being deprived of the recognition. His yellow bruises amber just as the sunsets and sunrises he would be greeted by at the end of every tireless day of ruthless work. The lamb being admired, and not the fruits of his labor.

Greed provokes thoughts that cloud his judgment and lead him to hold the limp body of the shameless shepherd.

Standing before him now, The Father himself. whom he had pleaded for equal love from. He wore the skin of a man, though The Father was not deceived.

He knew that the man was as identical in nature to a snake curled up into a ball. Waiting to streak, so he may strangle his prey. Tighting the coils, sufferacoting the mutton with the grudge deeply embedded into his actions.

His sin paved actions resulting in a sour reality in which he was condemned to wander the earth until the end of time itself.

The land below every living creatures weight forever harvests the actions of the one who had fallen from grace first. Though these actions may have forever defiled the former times before us. We will still wake tomorrow and find ourselves upon this unforgiving land.

[karmaspidr]

In the opening scene of Daredevil Season 2, we see a groom take a girl hostage and drag her to a church. He likely did it because he believed the holy grounds would protect him from the Devil.

Little did he know that the Devil doesn't fear God.

[pinkdinkydoon]

Idk where I am anymore

[cerealdesignation]

When the school fixation gives me an excuse to ramble about my hyperfixations

[bonehildart]

[calamitoustide]

accidentally wrote a fic based on the prophecy before i even listened to it... i don't know how i did that

[aggressivedaikons]

OK THIS IS SUCH A SMALL CHANNEL BUT THEIR STUFF IS SOOOO WELL EDITED. PLEASE WATCH THEIR STUFF AND SHOW SOME SUPPORT. THEY NEED MORE ATTENTION!!! (I love analyses and deep dives so plz 😋 I wanna see them make more stuffs ☺️)

[betchq-art-blog]

my friend gave me prompt "four" and my mind went with four evangelists idk really just deep subconcious things are happening here

[ethernitty]

does anyone know songs that are like about rot and death and blood im trying to make a playlist and i dont got much

[muse-of-fandoms]

When I get my degree in theology, maybe I can make this fandom even angstier

[mudstoneabyss]

I tend to talk about charleskevin songs less because I feel there's less conversation to be had around them than the drama of carloskevin songs but the "I'd be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint, I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave" from Nobody by Hozier??? whew boy

[brainrot-stitch]

So real so true