#foregiveness

[the-struggle-is-real-dude]

Sometimes you have to forgive people even when you know they don't deserve it.

chaos_lover

[thepitredish]

10-06-2024 FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION ✨✨✨

[kgdrendel]

The Surprising Context of the Idea that God's Ways Are Not Our Ways, and God's Thoughts Are Not Our Thoughts

That God's thoughts are higher than our thoughts is often mentioned in the context of things we do not understand about life.

How many times have you heard someone say, “God’s thoughts are not our thoughts, and His ways are not our ways”? Think about the context in which those words tend to be spoken…. The death of a loved one, a difficult time you are going through, plans that don’t work out, change you long for doesn’t happen, or unexpected change throws your life into chaos: these are the kinds of circumstances in…

[h0estar]

i'm actually going to cry.

maybe the reason Anya suddenly revealed her secret to Damian, of all people, is because she felt guilty about knowing his deep desire for familial love. he didn't mention it, but it was painfully obvious in the way he looked at her with this soft, sad smile:

anya is so strong. i would've cried and hugged him 😭

but lo and behold, anya wasn't so strong after all. after trying so hard to keep her ability a secret, she told damian anyway – and without hesitation too.

crying... this panel is everything to me

personally, what Anya did was equivalent to a hug. maybe she felt bad... maybe guilty... maybe she wanted him to feel less alone... maybe she pitied him... maybe she sympathized... or maybe she felt it was the right thing to do. but in her own way, she definitely did it to make him feel better and less alone :')

maybe i'm just yapping. but the two of them are so similar in so many ways. Damian despite being part of a real family longs for real connection. and Anya, despite loving her family so much, secretly wishes what they had was truly real – a family not held together by a mission or conveniences, but just that, a simple family. they both just want a home man

this chapter was perfect in so many ways. these kids make my heart hurt, and i'm so scared yet excited for what Endo has in store for the next arcs <3

[artscheese]

*slam dunks this* I FINALLY FINISHED MY FAN FIC FOR MY AU LETS GOOOOO

Ummm it’s super duper long and most of the events take place in the novel so please enjoy!!

(Fan Fic under cut)

[angeldustinprettyclothes]

[vincentask]

Balan WonderWorld: Tale of Two:

Interlude

Author’s Note: This all takes place in the events in the Balan Novel. No spoilers of the novel, but it’s best if you read the novel first hand! :]

This is also a repost; so some things in the canon may look different from the original!

The stage was a quiet, little city in which a stage prop-like crescent moon lightened blissfully of a fake night. It was adorned with little shopping centers and a beautiful plaza fountain, which on top had a statue of a swordsman. The grinning man, along with The Fighter on his side, looked around the dream-like plaza. Fighter couldn’t shake her head off the eeriness of the mannequins with the many and multiple sizes that had a variety of clothes on them. One was a frilly dress, another a simple suit, most had sheets covered on them as if they were ghosts. One after one, each mannequin looked uncanny and stranger as they progressed from the stage. 

“...Balan?”, Fighter asked.

  The Grinning Man turned to the side of Fighter.

“Why are we here again…?”

The man sighed, as if he heard this many times. He knew she was getting anxious with this stage, so it was best to reassure her:

“This stage that you see right now may be ordinary, but it is not what it seems on the contrary…” The Grinning Man says, as if trying to solve a mystery.

Fighter gulped, this wasn’t a good sign.

The Man trials off in rhymes again as he was thinking to himself; “Now I could’ve sworn I’ve seen this stage before. The mannequins, the towns, the swordsman on the fountain… it’s all too familiar what we have to restore…”

Restore…? Restore what?! Fighter thought. That maestro, he’s always aloof with what he says in his actions and words. Fighter thought it was best not to ask him, not only he hates questions being repeated, but he was in his thoughts again.

Whatever was going on, they kept going until Fighter stopped and looked at the brick sidewalks, they were all this beautiful wood-orange, not those sidewalks that she’s seen from her city. Until she saw something glisten in the sidewalk.

…A drop…?

Those drops were everywhere in everyone's stages with Fighter’s adventures with the Grinning Man. Many had different varying colors, one pink, blue, gold, red … the colors were endless! The man even told her once that they represented the emotions of each person's heart. Some say they were stolen, or lost.

Her curiosity took over her as she picked up the drop. It was beautiful, it glistened rays on her face of all of the colors of the rainbow, until she caught a glimpse of…a shadow. Fighter’s eyes widened as she narrowed them down to see what she actually saw. 

A figure of a little girl just like her. She had brownish-blueish hair that was stylised with low dropping pigtails. She wore a white summer blouse and jean shorts with leggings. She was probably around her age, maybe younger than that. Fighter couldn’t recall what she was doing, but it looked like she was in her room and she was… sewing? Drawing? Whatever she was doing, a woman came into the room. Fighter assumed it was her mother, maybe it was to check on what she was working on…?

As she watched the memory go by like a movie, the mother and the girl seemed to look at her, then she started to see the shadows, the visions in her mind.

She gasped and dropped the memory drop in her hand. 

She saw a vision of a swordsman, his cavalier hat drooping down where there was a shadow on his face and you could only see his eyes on his hat band, just like The Grinning Man. Unlike the The Grinning Man however, he didn’t seem to carry that theatrical grinning smile. His hand band was also adorned with these beautiful feathers as well. He also had a suit that had two puffy shoulders and two long tail coats behind his back. He also wielded a sword that possessed a ribbon right around it. Beside him, there was that little girl that Fighter saw in the drop, except her hands had a pleading side, was she trying to tell them to save her? Save Wonderworld? Help them? What?

As the visions went away, Grinning Man caught the drop just in time before it hit the ground, as if this was expected to happen to her.

“Be very careful on dropping these, dear Emma!” Balan said with his wide grin, 

“These drops are delicate and could easily break if you are not careful enough.

One mistake, and all of the memories you seek will be rough!”

Emma tried to gain all the information she just witnessed from the visions. The girl, the swordsman that looked just like Balan, and why did the woman and girl stare back at her in the drop? What could all of this mean? Wonderworld was always a strange place, but she had so many questions that she wanted to ask Balan.

“Ah, so you saw those visions..?” asked Balan as if he could read her mind.

Emma nodded slowly, Balan kneeled at her level.

“And you saw the girl and the swordsman that looked just like me, correct?” Balan was in full detective mode, he wanted to make sure that Emma saw what she actually saw.

Emma nodded faster, determined to find answers on this mysterious duo.

This is all the Balan wanted to know;

“Now, that was none other than Detective and The Memory Thief. Nobody knows who they are and what their business is here. Nor Lance or I know, for they would always disappear.”

Emma listened, taking all of the information that she could process. 

As Emma looked at the drop to see the reflection again, it was gone! Her eyes widened with surprise as she then looked behind her to see all of the other drops that were laying as well. As soon as she tried to pick up another drop, Balan put his hand on her shoulder to stop her. 

“Little one, I believe it is best if I took care of them. Those memories are too precious to handle like a gem. One crack and it could easily damage one in an instant!”

Emma was at unease with this thought, one crack could damage that memories. It could mean that someone, or perhaps Detective, could easily forget her memories by just a crack from this gem.

. 

. 

.

At the corner of Emma’s eye, she saw that the statue of the swordsman from the plaza was gone in a blink of an eye. Strange things had always happened in Wonderworld so she shrugged it off until she thought she saw the vision of the girl from the drop in the corner of an alleyway.

…Detective…?

The vision, or detective, looked like she was caught in the act as she ran in the other direction. Part of Emma wanted to talk to her as she ran up trying to catch her.

  “Hey! Wait!” Emma yelled, but as soon as her hand tried to touch her shoulder, Detective vanished in an instant.

On the other side of the alleyway, she saw the exact swordsman with the long tailcoats. With shock across her face, she ran to catch the swordsman, who vanished in front of her eyes as well. 

Emma once saw the Detective again as she ran straight out of the alleyway and chased her down until..

“HEY! COME BACK HERE YOU-“

Balan said with a booming voice as he was chasing the Memory Thief, the swordsman snickered when he disappeared as if taunting him.

Both of the two made a big chase all over the stage, failing to catch them at hand.

“Oof!” Both knocked each other and fell down on the ground.

“Are you alright, dear Emma?” Balan lifted up from the ground and held out his hand to help her up.

“Ugh, yeah I’m wondering the same as you…” Emma said as she rubbed her head.

“Hmm, well I believe this adds more mystery into our hands. What are they trying to hide…” Balan muttered and pondered.

As the two catch their breath, Balan hears a faint giggle of Detective and Memory Thief's shadowy figures, standing near a fountain as if watching their every move.

Whatever that thief had in mind, he was up to no good….

[darewolfcreates]

Freddie is by @eldritchparasol, Donna is by paranormal_momma_arts on Instagram, and Rebel is by @rooroorooster

[asha-mage]

Wait a second! Is that Mat cradling Rand in his lap for the preview of E8? We're back!

This is where I admit embarrassingly that I don't actually watch the promos for new episodes since I want to go in as un-biased by expectation as possible. (I have been burned in before by other shows and some games for misleading trailers.) But I saw a gif of this floating around and vibrates from the force of trying to keep my expectations mitigated, but also oh god I want to get my hopes MY BOYS-

[stormbreaker-290]

I M. I JSUT. I need to go to sleep provabky-

[thepitredish]

FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION ✨✨✨

[ratgingi]

gromsko save me. gromsko. save me gromsko

[thissmycomingofage]

I've dreamed to see a stick season (we'll all be here forever) vinyl release for months......and he decides to do it right after he released the forever version.......he's joking.

[ecstasydemon]

i can only respond to conflict with crying or thoughts of extreme violence

[artscheese]

Happy Balanniversary everyone!!

I love this little quirky game to death,, it was a part of a big developmental stage in my life and I can’t thank enough of it, honestly I don’t what I’ll be without it..

Thank you everyone and let the show go on!!