heavenly things

Okay let’s talk about this painting. It’s called “Signing of the Constitution” by Howard Chandler Christy.

Let’s start with good old George Washington.

He’s staring dramatically into the distance with this heavenly glow thing going on.

William Blount is just looking longingly at Washington, like he’s desperate to confess his love.

Then Gunning Bedford, Jr. is down here on the floor like a weirdo.

George Read looks like he shit his pants and doesn’t know what to do.

Gouverneur Morris looks pissed. Also, it’s important that you know that Gouverneur was his first name, not his title.

William Jackson is obviously just asking for another drink. He can’t be bothered to pay attention to this historic event.

Roger Sherman is giving William Samuel Johnson some serious side-eye. Throwing some shade ‘bout some shit.

And my personal favorite: Ben Franklin looking directly at the camera like he’s Jim from The Office.

Probably because fucking Alexander Hamilton is all up in his personal space.

The Great Escape
Ilse DeLange

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If you haven’t read all the mortal instruments books (so including cohf) scroll past this because it’s full of spoilers. There’s also a bit of a spoiler for the infernal devices.

Sanctuary

Request: “How about Draco x reader, where she loses her virginity to him? love your writing ♥”

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: SMUT!!! BEST FRIENDS TURNED LOVERS!!! DO I HAVE TO SAY ANY MORE?

Originally posted by mistakeoftheconstellation

You couldn’t sleep tonight. It was just one of those nights, where the shadows of trees blowing in the breeze danced across the wall, their movement as restless as your being. You had pulled your wand out, practicing light charms. The beams of light bounced on the chilly Autumn air, the wind billowing your curtains as you had forgotten to close your window.

The white bunny of light that had been hopping around your room instantly faded at the sound of sobs. Frowning, you slipped out of the warmth of your bed, following the sound to your window. Poking your head out, below you could spot a flash of white-blonde hair under the moonlight, a face wet with tears and reddened eyes. He was pacing, as if contemplating coming up.

“Draco?” Your voice was quiet, heart already clenching at the sight of him. “What’s wrong? Come up.”

You took a seat on the sill, watching as he scaled the scaffolding under your window. Thank Merlin your mother had decided she wanted climbing Ivy on this side of the house, since a month ago the walls had been bare and there would be no direct way for Draco to come up. You helped pull him in as he reached your window.

There was a moment of silence as you both shared concerned looks, your hands immediately cupping his face and wiping his tears. Draco’s cheeks were freezing, but trailing your fingers down to his neck you found his body to be muggy. You collapsed into him, head pressed to his chest and listening to the unsteadiness of his heartbeat as he wrapped around you. You tilted your head up, pressing short kisses all over his face, covering him with affection. You did so until you too were in tears.

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dear heartbreaker,
i’ve met someone else. he’s nothing like you. he’s all debates on whether tea or coffee is better, jazz music, clammy hands when he’s nervous and baseball caps. he’s nothing like you. he is fresh air seeping into my toxin filled lungs, which are all thanks to you. he’s nothing like you. I think that’s why i like him.

i’ve learned not to expect anything from men too early. they always seem to come up short on making spectacular impressions. we’re still at bashful sideways glances, flushed cheeks  and holding hands to fill the silence, and so far it has been enough. i remember when you and i went to the beach and i kissed you ankle-deep in ocean water. you tasted like salt and oranges and smoke, and i thought it was the most heavenly thing i’d ever tasted. maybe i was wrong. because lately i’ve been tasting spring rain and strawberries and something bubbly and it’s not as bittersweet as i thought it would be.


i don’t love him. it’s impossible for me to love him now, because you will still enter my mind more frequently than i’d like and leave my hands shaking. but i like the way his smile mixes my insides so i have to smile back, and the way his fingers brush lightly over mine when he wants to hold my hand. i don’t love him, but he makes me feel nervous and giddy, just the way early love should feel. i don’t love him, but i’m not sure if i still love you.


love,
not so heartbroken

—  letters i will never send #1

Our spiritual growth is of more value than our material wealth and needs to be given our highest priority.

Sometimes we focus and invest too much into something that do not last forever like career, relationship with other people, and other commitments. We focus too much on these things that we forget what really matters. Life is too short to not live it for the Lord and not live it according to His will.

Because anytime soon He will come, and the careers we have now, the earthly relationships we have and commitments with them won’t help us get to the next level. These won’t save us, only Jesus saves. It is our spiritual well-being that we need to focus on and not these earthly things and sometimes all we need is a little reminder.

-M.B.

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Q: “What would be your message to the American people if something should go wrong?”

“If something should happen, why, it happens. We still have to go on living every day and we go on and continue the program.” -Gus Grissom, December 1966

yeah but remember when helen wasn’t exiled, mark was the caring but grumpy old bro, ty was the one throwing knives at mark, livvy was the still the same girl who protects his twin and is not dead, dru stays with little baby tavvy, and jules and emma were the typical goofy bestfriends before their life got completely fucked up? yeah i miss the old times

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member- taekook x you

genre- fluff (idk maybe angstish?) 

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summary- (requested) all you want is to hold hands with your two boys, but some people can be so rude. polyamorous!au

a/n- dhlaj’hf;asdg okay so i dont take requests for scenarios but i needed some poly!au prompts so this was one sent in :) i hope you guys enjoy!! 

Originally posted by taekookie-bts

Usually, you love the idea of skinship. Big warm hugs, soft kisses against your lips, tender strokes against your back as you fall asleep- it’s all heavenly. But things were different when you started your relationship with Taehyung and Jungkook.

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Do you desire the grace of the Spirit? Go to your Lord’s anointing. Do you seek holiness? Go to His example. Do you desire pardon of sin? Look to His blood. Do you need mortification of sin? Look to His crucifixion. Do you need to be buried to the world? Go to His tomb. Do you want to feel the fulness of a heavenly life? Behold His resurrection. Would you rise above the world? Mark His ascension. Would you contemplate heavenly things? Remember His session at the right hand of God, and know that He “hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly places” (Eph 2.6). I see clearly enough why the branch gets all it wants while it abides in the stem, since all it wants is already in the stem, and is placed there for the sake of the branch.
—  Charles Haddon Spurgeon / The Secret of Power in Prayer

i dont get that culture of hating valentines day and being bitter towards ppl who have someone 2 celebrate it with like…. its such a beautiful pure concept?? setting aside a whole day just to acknowledge love in all of its forms, actively celebrating the connections that so many ppl take for granted, and encouraging ppl to do something special for their lover ive honestly never heard of a more heavenly good thing Pls Stop Valentines Day Hate