#on a wish and a prayer

[icy-watch]

Hi, mom? I need some help. I need to know how to punch a cartoon character in the face.

[naysucc]

My favorite freaks 💜

[valtsv]

But I have promises to keep—and miles to go before I sleep.

I couldn't stop thinking about VAL listening to Shrue's radio speech when she confronts Carson, and wondering just how many times she listened back to that recording while waiting for him. Did it bring her some comfort, to listen to someone else's last words as she waited to speak her own? Did she feel a little less alone, keeping company with another ghost that hasn't realised it's already dead?

[project-sekai-facts]

In chapter 17 of Vivid BAD SQAUD's Main Story, MEIKO offers Akito tea in a whiskey glass, which understandably is originally mistaken for alcohol.

This scene is later referenced in chapter 7 of Beyond Prayers, The Tomorrow We Wish For, where Luka and KAITO are surprised that MEIKO would serve alcohol to a minor before they're told the truth. Toya also questions Akito, but he says that he didn't drink any, and in the after live he confirms that he doesn't drink at all because he's underage.

Both these interactions confirm that Street SEKAI MEIKO does stock alcohol at crase cafe and suggests that she likes whiskey, which calls back to MEIKO's character item being alcholic drinks (often depicted as sake).

[keysatthecrossroad]

Mighty Hekáte, Goddess of All pathways,

Seer of all things,

Guide me through the shadows,

Whisper to me their meanings,

Show me where to place my feet,

Take my hand and lead me to do great things,

Teach me to find the meaning in Your prophecy,

Goddess of Mystery, of Liminal, of Night, I devote myself to You.

[deanmarywinchester]

accidentally have the potential to be too powerful now that I have a sewing machine. am I good at sewing? no. am I restraining myself from buying fabric with the garden of earthly delights on it so I can wear it as a shirt? absolutely. how do people who can sew restrain themselves from making a ton of stupid shit

[novelconcepts]

I live in a neighborhood I generally regard as safe for queer people. I live in a city pretty well known for being progressive, liberal, open to minorities. I live in a place I actively chose because it felt safe for me, my wife, my queer siblings, my friends of color. A place where there are endless Love is Love placards, pro-science measures, pro-Gaza notices in public windows. A place I love dearly for all of these reasons.

There are still Trump signs here. There are still proud bigots, loudly announcing they’re going to vote for that piece of shit. Here. In my safe neighborhood, in my liberal city. Here, where I can’t not see them. Here, they are still trying like hell to take away democracy. My liberties. My safety. Everything I hold dear, every reason I moved here in the first place.

The polls don’t matter. The registration numbers only count if the registered actually come out when push comes to shove. Do not rest on your fucking “oh, it couldn’t happen again” laurels, do not get complacent. Do not let your guard down. Vote. It is more critical than ever.

[jellophoid]

RAMADAN MUBARAK 🎊🎊🎊

[lavender--milk]

inside of me there are 2 wolves. one wants so badly to worship like 12 different deities. the other just barely has the energy to devote to 1 😭

[septembersung]

I could really use your prayers. I am struggling so much with so many things right now. Not all of them are bad!, though some are extremely bad!, but they are all very difficult, each in their own way, and they are all happening at once! And it won’t ease up any time soon. I do not feel equal to meeting all this, but there’s no choice. Somehow I have to find my peace and toughen up and have courage and persevere.

And it would help to suddenly become frighteningly competent at Tasks. Which tasks? All of them. Everything.

[bonefall]

What position do you think the cats would take to pray? would they bow or just sit or aomething else?

I think they should tilt their head straight upwards, so that their whiskers are stirred by the breeze. If they worship the stars, it makes sense that wind is part of that. Invocation is like asking permission of StarClan to speak to one of your ancestors, like using an operator, so if the wind stirs your whiskers it means they're answering.

Proper prayer etiquette includes going outside. You don't pray in dens or caves.

You're not praying to the Moonplace. You're directly seeking an audience.

WindClan, ironically, is the least strict about this. Comes from a mixture of tunneling culture and the fact they confess to their Cleric more than other Clans.

RiverClan probably has a phrase that goes something like, "Your wishing wind was an undertow" which roughly means "you were badly mistaken and should have known better"

I'd also combine it with them sitting on their haunches and putting their paws/wrists together, "rabbit sniffing the air" style.

[icy-watch]

...this feels like foreshadowing.

[ryeostar]

"By Your divine mercy, rein in the power of evil. Build us into living stones of a culture of life, who demonstates in both deed and word, the truth that every life, no matter its conditions, is precious and unrepeatable. Lord, speak to every human heart and fill it with the conviction: I am wanted. I have a task in history. I am accepted, and I am loved. It is good that I exist." (The First Omen, 2024)

[koukouture]

No bc Haurchefant and Aymeric childhood friends has me crazy like those two would relate to each other and find solace in the other so much. Like they’re both bastard children who are ostracized by Ishgard’s nobility they would get along so well and find a safe space in the other. In my mind that is why it’s Aymeric propping Haurchefant up as he dies bc they’re close friends.

Anyways this is my personal head canon lmao I do wish we got to see Aymeric and Haurche interact more

[keysatthecrossroad]

Artwork by: Daria Klushina

Hekáte, we come before You with wounded hearts and troubled spirits. We ask for Your divine comfort and we ask for only the peace You can give. Heal our emotional wounds, grant us the strength to forgive ourselves, and fill our hearts with love and joy. May we find solace in Your presence and guidance. We call Your name, we humbly ask, we devote ourselves to You!

As we say it, so it is.

[starlite-decay-art]

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