#modern prayer

[arttapiamusicandwords]

[blujayonthewing]

[divinecat]

Super possesive canon x canon shippers are so lame, like your fave have two hands and they're fictional. All free game baby 😏

[saltycryptid]

Ghost’s head has always been too wise, but his heart is nothing but fire and ashes.

A page featuring a scene from the fanfic solemn prayer, poppy in my hair by @congee4lunch! Specifically from the fifth chapter because the prose haunts me to no end, genuinely so beautiful.

[toxooz]

anyway the comic update should be next week (3pgs left) until then a ghillie König warm up scribble bc i finally caved and got the sloth pak and am Obsessed with how much more creepy he looks 😞👐

the pic that started it all:

[artsybridgerton]

Hello there! I read that you wanted to write a Benedict Bridgerton x reader so I want to request that for you :)

you can write anything but I wanted that they meet for pure case and that reader is a really cheerful, happy and clumsy person lol

idk if regency/modern, feel comfortable to choose!

thank you in anticipation and have a good day/night! 💟

Hi @shoyooss! Thank you for the request! So I tried my best but i think it came out a little cringy.

Could be the fact that i couldn't think of how a cheerful/happy person is, probably cause i've never been that myself but hey, i gave it a shot :D

I hope you like it even a little and i apologize for everything you will read on my blog :D

Thanks for trusting me tho <3

with love, Essy<3

p.s. the pigeon part is actually based on true events in yours truly's life :)

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warnings: my mediocre writing lol

modern au

Pieces of paper

You’ve been looking for a job with no luck but recently you started working in this bar as a waitress, with no experience at all. You may or may not have lied on your resumé with having years of experience.

It was a busy morning and you were told to stay outside of the bar to welcome in the customers other than that you were also in charge of keeping the pigeons away from the people eating and the plates that were yet to be taken inside to be washed.

As you were fighting off the pigeons your coworker came to you.  “Hey, when you’re done with that, help this man with his order ok?”

“No problem!” You smiled at her as you quickly ran inside leaving the customers fend for themselves. “At Least they didn’t poop on me!” you thought to yourself.

Taking a tray you approached the counter to bring the order to the customer: a cappuccino, a glass of orange juice and avocado on toast. As you turned around to accidentally bump into a tall man spilling the customer’s coffee on him.

He yelped slightly. “Wow, that coffee was hot!”

“I am so sorry sir, I didn’t see you!” You reach for your rag wanting to try and clean the stain on his shirt but by doing so you accidentally let go of the tray you were holding with both hands making everything fall on his feet. 

“Great heavens!” you immediately crouch to clean up. “Sir I will personally hand wash your clothes if you let me, I'm deeply sorry!”

“It’s fine miss” He smiled and also crouched to help you clean. 

“Well you could always say it’s a fashion statement!” You say trying to make the situation less awkward. At that he chuckled a little. “Really sir, let me at least offer you some coffee, i mean it! The whole breakfast perhaps? Lunch? Is dinner more of your liking?”

“Well that escalated quickly, I might just assume you want to ask me out” He joked and slightly moved closer to you while you were looking down putting the food back on the tray.

“Wou-would you want me to?” Panic-flirting was an ability you developed recently but now you directly head-butted him when you looked back up to him so he lost his balance.

“Sir! I didn’t mean to do that! Would you like an ambulance?” You panicked.

You help him back up. Only now you got a good look at his face and thought he was actually very handsome.

He let out a laugh in confusion. “Miss, really everything is fine, don’t worry” He cleaned himself off. 

“I’m y/n, this is my number, i will gladly pay whatever damage i caused to your person sir” you say as you write down your contact on a piece of paper. 

“Benedict” He offered you his hand to shake. 

You shaked his hand, keeping eye contact, almost mesmerized by his eyes.

“Miss, I'm still waiting for my order!” The other customer yelled.

“Oh shit right!” You were woken up from the trance and went back to the counter to retake the order.

In the meantime, Benedict ordered a cup of tea and sat down to enjoy it.

Some time has passed and you were now cleaning up the tables.

As you passed near Benedict’s table he stopped you and handed you a piece of paper. “My number.” You look at him confused. “You still have to offer me a meal, dinner? was it?” He winked. 

You couldn’t help but smile at him as you accepted the paper.

[bobowizard]

[error-elf-206]

here are some old front costumings i forgot to post of my godhood au

idk if i like them all that much but they do show the ideas well. also left nico does haunt me as, just yeah

[notthesomefather]

Prayer to Odin

[[written by a member of the Godsring and shared with permission]]

Wōden, World-Shaper, Wandering God!

We come before You this night and ask humbly for Your ear,

That You might hear us in our place of prayer and receive our thanks.

For Your never-ending quest for knowledge,

Inspires us, and makes us yearn to know more than we know,

To do more than we can do,

And to be more than we have ever been before.

We come before You this night and ask humbly for Your company,

That You might walk with us in the coming days and keep us on our way.

For Your ceaseless journey through the worlds,

Inspires us, and makes us yearn to see more than we see,

To go where we have yet to go,

And to be more than we have ever thought we could be.

Hail the Hanged God, who searches the void where He hung,

For those lost souls searching for secrets of their own,

And pulls them out, gasping, returned to the land of the living,

To keep learning, and wandering, and serving You.

Hail Wōden!

[texaschainsawmascara]

The Virgin in Prayer by Giovanni Battista Salvi da Sassoferrato, edit unidentified

[arttapiamusicandwords]

[funeralprocessor]

God I wish my brain didn't shut down the moment I try to actually write down anything about my OCs/ideas/etc. I've got some freaks knocking around in here y'all would go wild for.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

me sitting down to write a diabolical and soul-crushing story vs nagi going “i no no wanna :’(” about every plot idea i have

[themotherofhorses]

ALRIGHT HOTTIES THIS UPCOMING WEEK

[onservantswings]

A few years ago I had a mid-week PTSD attack that left me desperately needing a taste of Shabbat. In that moment I also recognized a need honor Shabbat's boundaries regarding time.

What emerged was that as I reached for candles the seeds of a new blessing formed, drawing on the familiar action to remind myself of an inner light I'm obligated to protect. Later, as a crisis line operator for The Trevor Project I began saying it before every shift to remember the sacred spark in our callers and myself.

I later refined that blessing through the Trans Halacha Project, and in that work was also was inspired to draft another blessing. While it was written for Transition Delays and Disappointments, I've found it helpful to return to in moments of disappointment that had nothing to do with gender.

Link to the full collection: https://svara.org/tefillat-trans/

[itspileofgoodthings]

If Jane Austen could write about my family from the outside and I could read it then maybe I would be healed.