#nearness (God's presence)

[dramoor]

[duckmine]

i headcanon louise takes it the hardest once tina moves out for college. i always assumed tina would eventually get good enough grades and credit to get a scholarship to a good school and would plan to move into a dorm or her own apartment; meanwhile louise gets to take her old room, but she realizes it’s not worth the space if her older sister isn’t gonna be with her anymore.

[makkapakka-212]

The Shelter tiktok account hasn't posted anything since October 5th. We are in the dark ages it's so over

[valiant-portabella-pirkko]

hot new* Dragonstorm bug let's go

ended the intro cutscene to find myself randomly teleported into Primordus's lava, taking no damage. so I ran away and immediately burst into flames and just... started taking continuous damage, the fire overlay stuck on my screen. Just Permanently On Fire.

and then the grand twist: attacking Jormag finally put me out so I guess the dragons really do neutralize each other! wild

* DISCLAIMER: I have no idea if this bug is actually new, this is just the first time I've ever experienced it so it's new to ME specifically

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

When it seems as if God is far away, remind yourself that He is near. Nearness is not a matter of geography. God is everywhere. Nearness is likeness. The more we become like the Lord, the nearer He is to us.

Warren W. Wiersbe

[mythicalartisttm]

the shinji in a folding chair picture

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

I hope you decide to go, this seems like the kind if thing you'll think about/regret for a while if you don't

I'm going to try to just go about my day normally and see how I feel this evening.

[kagedbird]

TESSDE AU (+ Lucia :]) (Allora part 13)

Allora: *chuckling with Davidicus over an oopsie Lucien had made with his magick once, feeling far more at ease than she did before* ...It took a while for that patch to regrow on Inigo's tail.

Lucien: *grumbling* I apologized!

Allora: By offering him a Sweetroll.

Davidicus: *laughs, patting his leg* Ever still difficult to master the arts versus reading them, hm, Lucien?

Lucien: *sighs, setting down his tea cup* That happened ages ago! I have far better control now.

Allora: You genuinely did just fine on your own after I explained some things.

Davidicus: Oh? I suppose with your abilities, it was only natural.

Allora: *weakly smiles* Ah, I'd say I was given more of an... advantage.

Davidicus: Certainly being Dragonborn is an advantage.

Allora: Well... there's also my knowledge on the fundamentals of magick that differ compared to your understanding- potentially- as well as my divine gifts.

Davidicus: Ah, yes, Lucien had mentioned those. I can only presume your eye is a conduit?

Allora: More of a means of escape for the power- showing my divine spark and that I was god touched.

Davidicus: Remarkable.

Lucien: *eager to move on from his earlier failures, perking up at the ability to talk about his partner's powers* It's quite fascinating, really! Her soul is the basis for her abilities, and she uses them when she sings!

Davidicus: *nods* Yes, I recall you mentioning that as well.

Lucia: Mama makes pretty pictures appear when she sings to me at bedtime! *tugs on Allora's dress* You should show him!

Allora: *gently taking her hand from her dress, kissing her knuckles* Maybe later, little bug. I don't think he wants me to perform right now.

Davidicus: I would never say no! But whatever you're most comfortable with; I do not wish to press. *smiles*

Allora: Ah... well...

Lucia: *tugs on Lucia's sleeve* Papa! Help me convince mama!

Lucien: *chuckles* I'm afraid I have no power to do that, Lucia. Your mother is quite, ah... *sweats, feeling Allora's heavy stare on him* ...independent?

Allora: *huffs, picking up her cider to sip to avoid saying anything* Mm...

Lucia: *pouts, curling up* Pretty please, mama? I want to hear the pretty moon song!

Allora: *melting at her daughter's pleas, sighing and setting down her cup* All right, all right. Pictures?

Lucia: *squeals* Yes!

Allora: *chuckles, the room filling with the sound of a guitar as she sways slowly side to side, a golden image of a moon hidden slightly behind a few clouds lifting up in front of Lucia's eyes* "Days seems sometimes as if they'll never end..."

Davidicus: *watching, astounded, at the amount if magicka radiating off this woman, feeling... soothed* My...

[imfromthemiddlekingdom]

Why are you, as a Twitter refugee, bringing up shit we’ve settled in 2016. Legit like if you want to have petty arguments do it in the dms, I don’t want to see a rehash of 2016 tumblrs 10 top discourse(!!!) in 2023. If I see anyone of y’all rehashing bs that’s been discussed to death and resolved I’m going to increase my block list from 1k to 10k and blocking every single one of you who’ve came from Twitter and do not understand why most of us do not want to participate in your Twitter drama circle jerk.

[mickstart]

I visited a nuclear plant with my school when I was 15 and walking through those rooms felt like the way I imagine my great-grandparents must have felt walking into a church.

[itsfarmerphil]

W19D4: Attraction or Draws together, what is the cause?

Is it opposites attract like magnets North and South poles? Is it birds of a feather flock together type of thing? Could it be something like misery loves company? How about a bond of brothers who stick together to stay strong in the midst of a battle, struggle, or challenge? What comes to your mind when you think of what attracts people together or draws them together? The Power of Unity in…

[kmac4him1st]

Yet I Know

Sometimes we need that little "bump" of God strength infused in our human condition. This Mid Day Manna munch should be perfect for that. Enjoy Psalm 22! God bless ya.

Sometimes by the Mid-Day hour there are those days, in the midst of sorrowful, soul gutting times, that we feel we can’t make it through the day. Psalm 22 has the wisdom that says the opposite, that not only can we make it through, but we can make it through finishing well. Let’s take a look at it, so we can finish well too.  Hope This Mid Day Manna Munch Nourishes Your Soul. Kimberly Mac,…

[dragon-zena]

tumblr is so fucking cooked when the read mores dont work

it really is curious to be me lately. i hate that i feel ashamed for existing

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Do Not Be Afraid or Discouraged

The LORD is the one who is going ahead of you. He will be with you. He won't abandon you or leave you. So don't be afraid or terrified. — Deuteronomy 31:8 | God's Word Translation (GWT) The Holy Bible, GOD’S WORD® Translation Copyright 1995 by God’s Word to the Nations. All rights reserved. Cross References: Genesis 28:15; Exodus 13:21; Exodus 33:14; Deuteronomy 4:31; Deuteronomy 20:1; Deuteronomy 31:6; Hebrews 13:5

[fmhobeus]

fwb!suguru who knew he wanted to fuck when he first laid eyes on you. then wanted to take you out to endless dinners to chat his ears off when he first spoke to you.

fwb!suguru who grew to like you without fucking you, almost forgot it was what he wanted you for – a life together or a night together?

fwb!suguru whose dick got painfully hard when you taunted him, rolled your eyes at him or outwitted him. he lived for your sassiness.

fwb!suguru who happened to fuck you on a random night unexpectedly and it changed the trajectory of his life.

fwb!suguru who stayed after every dick appointment. cuddled with you on the bed, watched movies or your favourite TV show, ordered take out and held you in his arms till you both inevitably fell asleep.

fwb!suguru who couldve sworn he wasn't in love with you. he would still fuck other people (and then come back to you, poor baby was thinking of you the whole time)

fwb!suguru whose grown accustomed to your presence. he calls you when he isn't feeling okay, you call him when something bothers you. he's grown used to you telling him all about work, how you got your nails done, how you saw a cute cat near your apartment. trivial details, which coming from anyone else he would hang up, but he looks forward to them with you.

fwb!suguru who eventually stops fucking other people and is just your man, without you knowing.

fwb!suguru who is determined to mark you up in placed people will notice. your neck, your thighs, your collarbones.

fwb!suguru who believes in giving you his all. all of his long girthy dick that pumps you full it should be criminal, his long slim fingers that have made you orgasm so often and hit that deep spot with unbeat ease, his long tounge... oh god his tounge. he thinks maybe even his long life ahead is yours too, all yours. his little kids too maybe? he doesn't like to think too much about that.

fwb!suguru who has to have your pussy checked with his tounge daily. he has to lap up your insides no matter any circumstances. his voice purrs across your body when he talks you through your orgasm.

"mhmm yeah cum all over my face beautiful, I know you want to"

fwb!suguru who gets sick at the thought of you sitting so pretty for another man when you tell him you're going on a date. suguru who looks so disturbed at the thought of another man even looking at his pretty girl who isn't really his.

fwb!suguru who takes you to corporate events just so he can call you his girlfriend, even if it's just pretend. when you question him it's always "easier explanation than a friend i fuck on the regular, isn't it?"

fwb!suguru who knows how you like your coffee in the morning. he knows what you like for breakfast, your comfort food, your hobbies, your favourite movies, your least favourite movies, your icks, your past. he knows you like he knows himself. he thinks of you when he passes your favourite cafe, he texts you when he sees something in the colour you like.

fwb!suguru who is sure he hasn't felt this way before, who is so vulnerable with you that it scares the shit out of him.

fwb!suguru who is afraid, angered at everything about you. he's angry at how you lull him into a sense of security, how you hold him, how sweet your voice sounds when you call him by his name, how you take care of him, how you listen to him. he hates how your pussy clenches his dick for dear life, milking it dry and how you never let a drop of his cum go to waste, licking it up like a little slut. he's fearful too. about losing you. about where loving you the way he does leads. loving you? wait. he loves you? fuck. fuck. fuck. this hasn't been according to plan at all.

[begaycommittreason]

out of context things heard in wayne manor:

bruce: i understand, but pretending you cooked jerry the turkey is not a proportionate response to damian calling you a peasant again

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jason: look there’s a right way and a wrong way to make food. there’s also the bruce way, which is the wrong way except faster and worse

duke: *frantically scribbling notes*

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tim: do you think our relationship was kinda like incest now?

steph, horrified: never open your mouth in my presence again timothy

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dick: so then he’s like—guys. guys are you seriously signing about me in front of my face. i learned it too—hey i do NOT have a butt chin take that back—

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damian: i don’t understand, why does he wear such a ridiculous hat? is it like that margaret poppins woman grayson showed me?

tim, who watched the live action cat in the hat too much as a kid and is about to violently infodump: well you see-

dick: oh god it’s too late

jason: yeah the brats on his own for this one i’m not fucking dealing with that again

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bruce: are you lying?

tim: always. anyway, like i was saying—

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steph: hey what’s up with you and all the redheads

dick: …i’m not discussing this with you

steph, starting to chase him: gingervitus is a serious affliction! you cant run from this

dick, sprinting away: yes the fuck i can

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duke: so is anyone gonna talk about the elephant in the room…

dick:

dick: look i was feeling sentimental and zitka jr. really isn’t any trouble

damian: she is magnificent

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tim: so i dropped out and

duke: wait we can drop out of high school??!!?

bruce: NO.

duke: please bruce ap biology is beating my ass right now

jason: nah tim just got to drop cause bruce was dead and he’s a loser. the real problem is what you’re reading in ap lit right now, because i have thoughts on that curriculum—

duke: i’m not even gonna use half that material in the real world

tim: actually most of our villains have PhDs so their plans are based on pretty real science

duke: not helping timothy

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cass, signing: why are brothers on the ceiling?

jason: tims in timeout from working on his caseload

cass, still confused: yes but why taped to the ceiling

duke: listen if you know a better way of restraining his psycho ass then i’m all ears

cass: and damian?

jason: oh he saw this as free range target practice so he had to go up there too

cass: they are plotting revenge up there

duke: think of it as brotherly bonding

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damian: it’s not my fault he got in the way

bruce: you threw an eclair at lex luthor

damian: i was aiming for drake

tim: bruce we can’t take him anywhere

dick, holding back laughter: timmy you paid four separate people to come to the gala solely to ask lex if they could use his head to see if they had something in their teeth

tim: you have no proof that was me

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duke: look steph, it’s not that we don’t want to help with this

jason: i don’t want to help

duke: it’s more that i don’t think we can physically fit that many people in a shopping cart, and your whole plan kind of hinges on that

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alfred: i’m not mad, just disappointed in you.

every batkid, near tears: sorry alfred

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jason: HE HAD DIPLOMATIC IMMUNITY AS THE FUCKING WHAT—

bruce: listen—

tim, mouth full and brain empty: the ambassador to iran. crazy right?

dick: tim please