In the Jewish tradition, the special prayer known as the Mourners' Kaddish is not about death, but about life, and it praises God for having created a basically good and livable world. By reciting that prayer, the mourner is reminded of all that is good and worth living for.
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How does God make a difference in our lives if He neither kills nor curses? God inspires people to help other people who have been hurt by life, and by helping them, they protect them from the danger of feeling alone, abandoned, or judged.
-When Bad Things Happen to Good People, Harold S. Kushner, p. 153, 1981
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OH MMY FUCKING GOD????????? TICCI TOBY THEME???????????? OH MY FUCKING GOD??????? MARRY ME OMG AHHH I LOVE AHHHH???!!?? IS IT TICCI TOBY????? ISTG IT LOOKS LIKE HIM, EITHER I'M GOING CRAZY OR IT'S HIM
help YEAH IT IS... EHKELP
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GVBB 2023: “The Jesper Fahey foolproof guide to getting your friends to fall in love™️” by @theogony + beta read by @bloodyrakshasi.
“When even the imminent departure of Inej cannot prompt either her or Kaz to confront their feelings and cross the invisible line the two of them have been toeing for entirely too long, Jesper and the rest of their friends decide to take matters into their own hands with the help of PowerPoint transitions, nosy partners, and perhaps the entirety of Ketterdam University.”
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Another year, another @grishaversebigbang that I almost missed but am super glad I didn't! I've always wanted to draw Jesper and Kuwei being best pals for a big bang and I was finally able to thanks to this fic. Please check it out and @intrgalartic (x), @jmie-draws (x) and @mitraavrs (x) art pieces.
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Cities & The Dead 4
What makes Ariga different from other cities is that it has earth instead of air. The streets are completely filled with dirt, clay packs the rooms to the ceiling, on every stair another stairway is set in negative, over the roofs of the houses hang layers of rocky terrain like skies with clouds. We do not know if the inhabitants can move about the city, widening the worm tunnels and the crevices where roots twist: the dampness destroys people's bodies and they have scant strength; everyone is better off remaining still, prone; anyway, it is dark.
From up here, nothing of Ariga can be seen; some say, "It's down below there," and we can only believe them. The place is deserted. At night, putting your ear to the ground, you can sometimes hear a door slam.
— Calvino, Italo. Invisible Cities. Translated by William Weaver. New York City: Harcourt, 1974 (p 126)
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what kind of tragedy are you?
doomed from the start.
there was no way of winning, and you knew it too. but you still tried. you tried again and again and again to change it. you fought tooth and claw to change your fate, but she cannot be easily manipulated. it’s not your fault. the game was always rigged against you. from the moment you entered the narrative, your fate was sealed. you didn’t stand a chance.
tagged by: @inblazes
steal it and say i tagged you lol.
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks for the tag, @tinyarmedtrex!
(I'd forgotten it was Wednesday like twice already.)
For this WIP Wednesday, I'm going to give you a chunk of Geheugen, the 13th story in my Kanej Wensen series. Kaz & Inej are winding down and trying to recover from an argument. I wanted to explore Kaz's feelings that he doesn't always deserve Inej, and her refuting it rather strongly.
“Inej… I… I wonder, sometimes, if you’ll realize you deserve better than me… Better than I can offer you, than I am capable of being… Someone who has an easier time revealing his entire hand. Who isn’t made of secrets, who doesn’t have so many voices in his head…” He trailed off as Inej lifted her head to stare at him, her hand skimming up his side to rest over his heart.
“Kaz… Did you never realize that maybe you’re exactly what I deserve? Someone who loves me for exactly who I am now? Violence and strength and sharp edges? I wouldn’t ever be content with a nice Suli husband who wanted me to stop hunting. I want the man who has never doubted my ability to be dangerous. I need the man who’ll fight by my side. You asked me to trust you earlier, and I’m asking that you trust that you’re exactly who I deserve.”
Her words hit him like a hot shower, washing away most of his doubts. The phrase ‘violence and strength and sharp edges’ stood out. He’d known from the moment he’d met Inej that she was strong, and her sharp tongue and wit had impressed themselves upon him soon after. But violence… that had surely come from him. From everything he’d asked her to do as the Wraith. It troubled him, so he asked, “Do you deserve me because you’re violent, and so am I? Because I feel like I led you to that path, Inej.”
She pulled away enough to be able to meet his eyes. “No… Our violence and our gentleness balance out in each other. You had to shove all of your good deep inside to survive the Barrel. I shut mine away to keep it safe. But we call it out in each other, Kaz. Without having to let go of the things that kept us alive. Our instincts help us fight our enemies and our demons, even now. You might have given me my first knife, but I chose to use it. I chose to sharpen it, sharpen myself.” She paused, breaking eye contact as she glanced away, towards his wardrobe. “You weren’t there, guiding my hand, when I used Sankt Petyr to cut off Captain Orlov’s clothes, or Kasim’s knives to torture him… that was all me. I can’t blame you for my actions, and you can’t take credit or blame away from me.”
“I’m not trying to, I just…”
Inej’s gaze whipped back to him, “We deserve each other because of all of it, Kaz. Because of all of the horrible things we’ve been through. Why don’t you think you deserve good things?”
Kaz closed his eyes and whispered through the ache in his chest, “Because I’m afraid I’ll lose them. That I’ll lose you. I’ve lost so much already.”
Without warning, Inej wrapped her arms tightly around him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You won’t be rid of me easily, Kaz Brekker.”
He returned the embrace, inhaling the scent of her freshly washed hair, and attempting to believe her fierce assertion. “I hope not… Because you… you made that word a part of vocabulary again. Hope. It was a foolish thing to let myself have. And now I can’t help it. I can’t help but hope for our lives to be intertwined. It’s all your fault, Inej Ghafa.”
“I will happily take the blame for that.”
Geheugen should be coming soon to A03, once i get it through another edit run!
Soft tagging: @kezzzx, @19burstraat, @intosnarkness
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may i request for 5D with your faded mourner!megatron? 👀
Thank you for requesting they motivate me to draw and practice more
Shoutout to reference photos and music for helping me with this-
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GVBBRMB 2022: “Duplicitous” by @fandomscraziness22 + @desidarling123.
“After months of silence, Kaz calls Inej for an undercover mission at a Ravkan gala. But all is not as it appears on the surface... and not just for the mission at hand.”
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My piece for this year's mini reverse @grishaversebigbang! I’ve never had anything written based off my art before so it’s safe to say I am completely stoked and honoured to read this fanfic!!
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