i am anchored

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“And who, I wonder, is Quill when she’s free?” - “I am war itself.”

so apparently someone made a survey of favourite destiel fic authors (that someone being @unforth-ninawaters​), and somehow i’m ranked as 5th favourite????!?! thaNK YOU people who put my name down????? my mother is gonna be thrilled (and then ask why i’m not #1)

on another note, i’ve spent the last two days of my life painting my room purple after literally 8 years (and i mean literally, not figuratively, or exaggeratively), trying get my health up enough that i could paint a hecking wall. it. is. done. THE WALLS ARE PURPLE

I AM PLEASED

AND DEAR GOD I AM EXHAUSTED IT’S 3AM everything hurts i’m dying i need to sleep

k bye

links to all 65 of my destiel fics on ao3, because of reasons

some favourites:

and my newest fic (which i’m changing the summary for right now because nobody knows what it’s meant to be):

When everything seems to be falling apart, and when emotions build up inside of me, when thoughts come to me about how I’m a mess and have fallen apart.

Jesus whispers with the softness of His Mighty voice “Beloved, You are altogether beautiful, my love; There is no flaw in you at all. Song of Songs 4:7

Jesus died for you so that you may have life.

I know there are some days when you feel like you just can’t hold on any longer, you feel like your strength is almost gone and your beauty is fading.

Remember, the Great I Am is your Anchor that will hold you steady when the waves come. He is your strength.

He is your beauty and the One who makes you Beautiful.

Day 2/7: Recharging your commitment
I will hurry, without delay, to obey your commands. Evil people try to drag me into sin, but I am firmly anchored to your instructions. - Ps. 119:60-61 (NLT)

In a world filled with distractions and so many people sharing their thoughts, views, and opinions (especially via the internet) everywhere we look, obeying God’s commands might perhaps seem like a good Christian saying somewhere out in the distance that might be relevant every once in a while. However, it’s quite the opposite. Instead of constantly seeking the words of others to fill the empty spaces in our lives, we have to realize that God’s word already fills those spaces.

1. For single women:
Go to God about everything–even that text message you’re wondering if you should send, even the thoughts you’re having about your ex, or the guy at work you like! You will be amazed by God and what He reveals to you the more you begin to actually talk to Him! While you may have a lot of questions about dating and it seems like the bible isn’t relevant to your life, you have to know it is! Reading the bible isn’t just about trying to find a scripture that fits what you’re going through when it comes to guys, but it’s about wrapping yourself in the living Word of God on a daily basis and letting Him speak to you through it in every aspect of your life. INCLUDING dating. A passage like 1 Co. 15:33 may have been written TO the church of Corinth, but as followers of Christ, those words are for us as well! Know that God’s truth applies to every aspect of your life…even the little stuff. Seek Him daily.

2. For women in relationships:
There are many passages on the topic of marriage (1 Co. 7:1-40, Eph. 5:22-33, Heb. 13:4 etc.), however it is important to not just flip open to a verse about marriage and say to your boyfriend or husband, “okay, here’s what you need to do.” The bible isn’t just a rule book…it’s the living Word of God…a way of life! As a couple, you have to dig into the context of scripture and seek the Lord as you do so! Surround yourself with people who are on the same page in pursuing God in this way as well!

Biblical context + further reading: Ps. 119:57-64

He came; to forget.
Drunk and desperate. And I didn’t have the strength to ignore the banging on my door. The banging on my heart that reminded me that this was the only way he would let me love him.
He came to forget and I always let him in.
Let him moan her name against my earlobe just to spite me. While I bit back the tears; careful to keep my mouth soft on his tongue. He only wanted to get a rise out of me but I was too busy falling for him. He wanted me to hate him but loving him was a habit much like breathing. I was his river Lethe. And he would drink in every inch of my skin until the painful memories of her faded. And I would let him fuck me over.
And over.
And we would ride the wave together but he is a ship and I am an anchor. And no matter how deep I sink; I can’t make him stay.
—  He left; but I still remember. // Ceres 25:Oct:2015

When you kiss me my body forgets all the years it didn’t belong to you.
Suddenly all the time I spent chasing that crazy high is washed away
And I’m standing before you that girl who believed in perfect moments
The girl who still thought that sex could be special
And wished with all her heart that dreams really did come true.

When you settle over me there is a moment when everything inside me goes still
And I am that girl once again.
Your lips never stray far from mine even as our breathing becomes ragged.
Your hands reverently worshipping my body
And as you wrap your arms around me as if I am your anchor to this world
I feel those dreams hidden in the farthest recesses of my soul blaze to life.

© Courtney Turley 2016

You’re my crutch , my shield and anchor. I am extremely grateful to be a reflection of you. You are the epitome of what a man should be and I pray that one day I can be as lucky as mom to find someone like you. I’m appreciative of absolutely everything you’ve sacrificed. You have never failed me nor will you ever. I’m blessed that I was specifically chosen for you. you’re my heart. I’m always certain that when mom says no you’ll say yes . . keep doing that YOU A REAL ONE ❤️ I love you papa HAPPY BIRTHDAY! by normanikordei

INFJ Confession #350

Sometimes all I need is silence and some time to myself. At those times being around people will send me into anxiety attacks. And then at the same time I want one specific person to just hold me, but I can’t so I just end up feeling worse and so alone in the world, going over all my faults in my mind and wondering if anyone will ever actually love me. I need to be alone, but I need that one person at the same time. I need to be free, yet I need an anchor. I am a walking oxymoron.

I’m starting to understand how the universe talks