#to belong verse

[momentofch-aos]

NEW CHAPTER - Chapter 12 - 1964 - Spring 1965

Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Very domestic.

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ok... so apparently i haven't updated this actual fic since last year? BUT I did write a hell of a lot of PeggySous in 2022 for Agent Carter Bingo including one shots of the future of this timeline, so if you haven't read those that might be fun for you. It's all linked in the To Belong-Verse series 💜

ANYWAY I hope you enjoy this Beth heavy chapter (which ones aren't lets be honest) with many a domestic moment.

[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?

[crumplstiltskin]

recent comm ☆

[primordialruin]

Loved [tw: nudity]

♥️

[whaliiwatching]

pillow that loves you

[thelordismylightandmysalvation]

Verse of the Day - Romans 8:1

[scarlet-bee]

Therapy is expensive. Listening to "Summer Belongs to You" from Phineas and Ferb is free.

[themosthatedbeingg]

@chasingrainbcws

Father / Daughter Dance ~

The music was starting to swell again as the guests mingled and took to the dance floor , of course many were trying to vie attention from the king all hoping to get that dance and possibly get the ear of said king for whatever plans they were wanting to do— but his eyes were only on one woman In particular .

In her lovely dress of white with stars in her hair she looked every bit as beautiful as her mother, an Angel among demons ~ and a star among angels a Morningstar .

He bowed to his daughter with a soft smile on his face, “My dear princess would you do me the honor and privilege of dancing with me tonight?” He asked with a wink.

[walkswithmyfather]

‭1 Samuel 17:45-47 (NIV)‬. “David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves; for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.”

“Defeating Our Goliaths” by In Touch Ministries:

“Faith habits prepare us for the inevitable battles that come.”

“Life’s “Goliaths” come in all shapes, sizes, and intensities: an unhappy relationship, a difficult job, a pile of debt. In today’s passage, David faced what appeared to be an insurmountable problem, but he was victorious through God’s power. We can be, too.

David declared victory over Goliath before the battle even began (v. 46). His confidence was rooted in his past experiences with the Lord. What’s more, David believed triumph was certain because he came in the name of the Lord. As a shepherd, he’d spent hours alone in the wilderness, listening to God’s voice. Even a giant’s discouraging shout couldn’t shake his convictions about who God was and what He could do through His servant.

David had practical faith habits. A strong relationship with the Lord developed from spending time in His presence. This in turn enabled David to face problems with certainty that he was a beloved child of God, with full access to his Father’s storehouses of power, courage, and wisdom. If doubts ever arose, he could look back on God’s great faithfulness in past troubles.

To be victorious, we should practice David’s spiritual habits. Spend time with God and keep a record of His work in your life. Then you can be confident that He is sufficient, no matter the obstacle.”

[nemotiabound]

@dragvnsovl

The medic’s confusion draws Rodimus’s attention, coming closer and tapping at Ratchet’s shoulder. “You alright, doc?”

There's a bit of a jolt as he's tapped on the shoulder, looking at the flaming mech next to him in confusion.

' Doc? '

He wasn't a doctor ... was he? Ratchet takes a second to look down at his servos, already starting to shake slightly without volition. Did they always do that? How could he be a doctor if his servos shook this badly?

" Who are you again? "

[wedriftlikelonelyplanets]

the picture of seb standing over charles on his knees is doing something to me like it fits their relationship so much

Look anon

I feel the same way….especially with the damn fic I’m writing.

Please appreciate the following snippet of Charles being on his knees for Seb (likely place for him to be)

He goes to his knees slow, meets Seb’s intense gaze with his own, can’t help the smile that curves across his features, reflexive, as he makes himself comfortable. Seb doesn’t stand firm on formalities, watches as Charles arranges his legs where they’re most comfortable, before he nuzzles against Seb’s thigh, the press of denim against his cheek sharper than he likes it to be.

ANYHOW YEAH I’m fine I’m normal

[bumpkling]

oh, that's gore. that's gore of my comfort character

[anewkindofme]

Thank you for the tag @pimento-playing-hopscotch!

I am currently working on Day 15 of Whumptober, which will be another installment in the "Where You Belong" verse, aka " Teen Terrible Trio". This one focuses on our girl April, and her dad, who just wants to fix things...

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“Alex and Jackson think I’m a pathetic crybaby!” She snaps. “And they’re probably right! I mean, look at me! I’m crying like a dumb baby! Jackson called me a pushover. And Alex said I wasn’t brave enough to go! Both of them probably on hang out with me because their parents make them! Which makes sense, because I can’t say anything without starting to cry."

Owen stares at April, heartbroken. She’s wiping at her face and smudging the little mascara she’s allowed to wear. He thinks of back when she first started middle school. All of those girls that were so mean to her. She came home crying almost every day. He thought high school would be different, especially because she has the boys. Are they really being mean to her now?

“So…the boys have been mean to you? They’re…they’re bullying you?”

April frowns. “What? No?”

“I’ll talk to Derek. I’ve told him before that Alex can go too far…”

“Dad! Stop!” April pushes herself up from the counter and jumps up. “Forget I ever said anything!”

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No pressure tag @cianmarstoo, @the-flaming-nightmare, @actualalligator & @snowviolettwhite

[aroace-spec-empire]

If you get a message from us that said "Knock knock it's the AroAce Spec Empire and I have come for your garlic bread" it means you're getting invaded (/silly)

Watch out countries that aren't allies with me X3

[catwyk]

THE TRADITIONAL FANART MASTERPOST!!!!!

ok maybe not MASTERpost since im certain there's more hidden in different parts of my college work but this is the nature of doodling. i will add to this post if i track anything else down o7

sorry for the terrible image quality on most of these my phone is bad and the lighting isnt great either

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

i saw the quote

"you can easily return to the past but no one is there”

and I’ve been thinking about it for the last 48 hours

and oh dont I yearn so deeply for the past, for my past, i long to go back to that place, my home, but it doesn’t exist, not now and maybe it never did, sometimes I wonder if I ever saw it for what it was cause when I try to look all I see is white flags but my scars tell me that they were once both the same colour, so I am left homeless in four walls and a roof, my bag by the door.