look at them they are my sons

I didn’t grow up around Godly people. Out of my entire family? Only my mom is a fellow believer. Out of my friends? Before the last year or two, only two of them. And out of those three people in my life who do believe in God and believe that Jesus is the Son of God and died for our sins, none of them go to church or read their Bibles or even really talk with me (or anyone) about Him. 

So please know, from the very bottom of my heart, that I thank God every single day for all of you. Please know that I want to cry when I think about how, in the past two years, God has placed so many wonderful Godly people into my life. I couldn’t see it at the time, but now? I’m looking around myself at all of you, and at my coworkers, and at my church, and at just all of the people I’m surrounded by, and I can see how every single second of every single minute of every single hour of every single day of the past few years really has been all Him. 

He is so wonderful, and I am so grateful, and my heart is so filled with love. My past isn’t perfect, but He is. My present isn’t perfect, but He is. He is perfect, and He is good. And so I will lean into Him, no matter what happens, and praise Him and glorify Him and help others to know and love Him, and I will be grateful and thankful every single second of every single minute of every single hour of every single day of the rest of this life He has given me. 

If you don’t know Jesus, if you’ve never been to church or read the Bible or if you also, like me, didn’t grow up around Godly people, I’m here for you. And more importantly, God is here for you. He is here for you and He loves you so much and He can and will change your life, one second, one minute, one hour, one day, one year at a time. 

He is the reason I’m still here today. He is everything

Don’t be afraid. 

Come. Come to Jesus. 

Just picture a scenario where this SL DOES end with a child. And she’s in hospital with the kid and it’s Aaron that makes Robert go and see them. He walks in to the room gripping Aaron’s hand and R looks at him and nods to the crib,
“Meet your son.”
And Robert walks over, looks into the crib at this child. And he nods, his body overcome with relief. He looks at R and then hands her an envelope from his jacket pocket.
“What’s this?”
He glances at the child again and then steps away,
“I met with my lawyer. It’s my parental rights.”
Aaron is in shock, he grabs Robert’s arm,
“Rob…”
Robert just looks at him then back at R,
“I’m done here.”
He turns to the door then stops and looks around,
“Congratulations.”
And with that he’s gone. Aaron following after him. He chases him down and stops him,
“Robert?”
Robert looks at him,
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but I had to be sure before I did it.”
Aaron is confused,
“Sure about what?”
Robert nods toward the room,
“Do you know? What I felt, when I looked at the kid?”
He shrugs,
“Nothing. I felt nothing. I didn’t want to bond, I didn’t want to even hold it. It means nothing to me. I’m not that kids dad.”
“But you are.”
He shakes his head,
“No. No I’m not. And I don’t want to be. I don’t want anything to do with it.”
He looks down, grabbing Aaron’s hands,
“What I am…is your husband. And one day, you and I can be dad’s and I will love that child more than anything. But I don’t love that kid. It’s hers. Not mine.”
Aaron looks into his eyes,
“I don’t want you to regret this.”
Robert pulls him closer, their foreheads touching,
“The only thing I regret is hurting you. That’s it. Nothing else.”
Aaron moves his head, hugging him tightly,
“I’ll support you whatever. You know that.”
Robert nods,
“I just wanna go home.”
Aaron pulls back, nodding,
“Okay. Let’s go home.”
He takes Robert’s hand, despite his outward strength he knows him, knows he must be scared. Together they walk from the hospital, leaving R and the past behind.

sThe Hekate’s Deipnon is the night before the Noumenia, the start of the Hellenic month.  In general, it has three partsm soothe the restless dead, purification and atonement, and  meal left at the crossroads – which was often eaten by the poor.

I don’t always celebrate. In fact, I rarely do – I roll it up with the noumenia because I just don’t have the spoons to get three nights of ritual in row. So I combine them as much as possible.

I stopped off at Aldi after the gym today to pick up some stuff for my cookout on Sunday. I grabbed some cash too, for a tip for a massage tomorrow. On my way out, there was a woman in a beautiful headscarf, her son, and a sign asking for money for food.

I quickly gave half the cash on hand. Because look, the Aldi on the poor, less developed side of town is not the spot the more “professional” panhandlers set up at. I almost never see women begging to begin with around here either. Women don’t set up outside a grocery store at 6 in the evening if it isn’t fucking necessary. 

I put away my groceries, and I stare down at my purse. My beautiful, designer purse that I bought on an impulse and realized that I’m in a place where I can afford to buy a fucking kate spade purse and not worry about it. I just came from the expensive gym I go to flip tires. The cash was for a massage. One that I get monthly. My year of shit is over, but who knows how long hers will last.

When returning the cart, I gave her the other half of my cash. My husband says I should have gone in with her to get whatever she needed – so I married the right man for sure.

On the drive home, I thought of Baucis and Philemon, the couple who gave hospitality to a disguised Zeus and Hermes when no one else would look at them. I realized it was the Deipnon. And maybe this was a reminder of my place in the world and what I owe to it, particularly with my privilege.

There’s also something to be said about the generosity of the poor. In the time I was putting away my groceries, nearly every person gave money to her. Again, poor side of town, the cheap grocery store, pretty much every person there has been in that type of predicament towards the end of the month.

In any case, I need to go clean my altar for the Noumenia.

More AUs / Headcanons

• Hollyleaf doesn’t die- just… no. Kill literally anyone else.
For extra dramatic and heart-wrenching stories, LIONBLAZE dies by Hawkfrost before Brambleclaw kills him for revenge.

• Brambleclaw is then killed by Tigerstar because goddamnit son you never did anything right in my eyes and now you’ve killed the favorite kid.

• Squirrelflight, Hollyleaf, and Ivypool form a kick ass battle trio and take down every Dark Forest cat that even looks at them. They’re filled with rage and grief for the good men they have lost.

• Firestar still dies, just differently. There’s no exploding tree. He lives for a few minutes after defeating Tigerstar before succumbing to his wounds and so losing his last life. He pulls a Tallstar and appoints Hollyleaf his new deputy just before he takes his last breath.

;• As he takes his last breath, Firestar’s gaze is locked with Sandstorm’s. There are no words- just pure and endless love. (I really love them omg)

•HollySTAR tries to decide between Ivypool, Cinderheart, and Blossomfall for her deputy. Blossom would rather not, and Cinderheart is currently too overwhelmed with grief to even comprehend anything. So Ivypool it is (it was always gonna be her let’s be real).

• Ivy x Blossom

gabijonesmusic  asked:

Uggghhh your post about freckle!Dan / curly!Dan made my day. I wanna gush real quick: Dan and Phil have made significant progress since 2012. (2009 in general but u know) They're smiley, confident, optimistic. They used to gripe about being lazy and never leaving the house, but look at them now. Just went on a world tour?¿! Dan still doesn't give a fuck, but in a much better definition now. I've noticed that Phil, a supernova, has reduced the amount of jump-cuts he uses. I ❤️ my confident sons.

their development over the last few years is honestly so amazing?? like i feel like it’s been very slow and gradual, but when you look at them now vs how they were a few years ago, it’s so drastic and i love it.

* Sees all of @scallywxg ‘s OC’s on my Dash over the last two days. * 
* GORGEOUS ART OF ALL OF THEM. * 
* BUT ESPECIALLY A CERTAIN NUB-TAILED FLUFF CHILD. *

Me and Muse:

JUNGKOOK’S THIGHS APPRECIATION POST

Prepare yourselves , cause this is going to be a long ride ;) # i KNOW WHAT KIND OF RIDE YOU GUYS JUST THOUGHT ABOUT MUWHAHAHAHA

Words

aren’t

even

needed

Look at him spreading his legs to show off #I’m hurting

How TIGHT AND FIRM they are

Thighs of MADE OF steel

sO Muscular , you just want to @#$%^&*

They even enhance his perfect looking butt

How they steal the spotlight and your eyes somehow land on them

How they enhance other features as well…

You want those feel those thighs, don’t even lie to yourself

WHEN DID HE EVER HAD TIME TO MAKE THEM LOOK LIKE THIS ?!

HIS THIGHS WERE SCULPTED BY GODS.

oh and now he does as if these sexy thighs aren’t a problem


# THEY’RE A PROBLEM FOR MY HEALTH , YOU SON OF A FETUS!

wHY DOES HIS LAP LOOK SO F*CKING APPEALING

AND NOW HIS OTHER FEATURES ARE MOVING AROUND o.o

Originally posted by btshada

STOP SASSING ME AND TAKE OFF THAT THIGH CHOKER BEFORE I DIE

oH AND NOW YOU’RE ROLLING your  perfect hips ?! WHERE IS YOUR MOTHER??!!

Originally posted by seagulljjk

I’M CALLING YOUR MOTHER #that lap still looks extremely appealing and comfortable

 THAT LAP NEEDS TO STOP AND GET A TICKET FOR BEING ILLEGAL # WHERE IS COP KOOK! TO ARREST YOU

IMAGINE HIM PULLING YOU ON HIS LAP , LIKE : “ you have 4 seconds to hop on it, or I’ll do it for you”

Originally posted by jungkxook

Mr. Spreading legs huh…. he really own up to his name lol

Originally posted by jungkxook

Better legs than victoria Secret

Originally posted by seagulljjk

YOU CAN LITERALLY SEE HIS THIGHMUSCLES THROUGH HIS PANTS OMFG ASFDHKF

Originally posted by seagulljjk

You better put that tongue back in your mouth and close your legs, YOU SON OF A FETUS

AND NOW HE’S SPREADING RTHEM WIDER # iS THIS A DOMINANCE THING WHERE MALES SPREAD THEIR LEGS TO LOOK IN CONTROL OR SOMETHING FFS

EVEN HIS BUTT HAS NO FLAW  # FML

oh well , you can now prepare the grave… i’m going to hell

THE FABRIC IS LITERALLY STICKING TO HIM OMFG SSGDHJSL

Originally posted by nnochu

AND NOW HE’S SPREADING AGAIN # CALM DOWN JEON, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO GIVE BIRTH ANY TIME SOON

Originally posted by bangtanbighit

STOP JUNGKOOK 2K17

Originally posted by jecn

THIS IS WHAT WE CALL PERFECTION, CHILDREN *CRIES*

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

okay … i’m done. jungkook. I don’t know why you’re doing this. but have you ever heard of the word CHILL?

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

STEP ON ME JUNGKOOK ASDFGHJKL # Y’ALL PROBABLY THOUGHT THE SAME . DON’T EVEN DENY

Originally posted by missbaptan

eVEN JIMIN COULDN’T RESIST THE URGE TO SQUEEZE THAT PERFECTION

Originally posted by jikook120

TIGHT PANTS WERE DEFINITELY FOR THIS FETUS’ PERFECT THIGHS/BUTT 

Originally posted by jeongguk

WHEN YOU CAN RECOGNIZE HIM JUST BY HIS THIGHS

Originally posted by vhope

HERE IS THE CONCLUSION. # HE’S ILLEGAL . THAT’S ALL.

Originally posted by suhosankles

REBLOG IF YOU RELATE AND TELL WHICH BODY PART I SHOULD DO NEXT?

pfffbfbbbttbtt

shipping your own OCs

shipping one of your OCs with 4 other OCs and not knowing which pair should be canon

First time playing DND

School event, my Chem teacher is DM'ing. I choose to be a Half-Orc Paladin. Chaotic Good.
Low intelligence, DMTeacher makes fun of me throughout the game as a “Stupid Orc” My mother tries to pick me up early because she doesn’t wanna wait so late into the night, so teacher tries to give me a glorious moment before I go

DM: So all of the sudden, all of the creatures leave the town, and a booming voice is heard “Sar!(my character’s name) You and your group have fought well. If you can defeat me, my forces will leave”

My group gathers in the town, several monsters and boss show up. We square up. Mother keeps trying to get me to leave, I almost die, person in my party discreetly healing me as to not violate the rules of the duel. I think even Bahamut himself helps me out at one point.

Boss is down to 10 HP, I’m down to 3. DM sees no way for me to win. He says “The dragonoid walks up to you and puts his sword by his neck, and suddenly sheathes, walking away. He claims victory, but allows you to live.”

The students nod their heads “good job to-” I interrupt them

“SLASH HIM IN THE BACK WITH A HALBERD!”

Teacher stares at me in disbelief. “…roll for it”

I roll the 20 and the die for a Halberd.

Boss dies instantly.

“While the monsters are scattering to leave and your party cheering in… conflicted victory. You look into the crowd, you see a purple scaly being similar to that of the thing you just killed. It is his son, you have made a mortal ene-”

“THROW MY SPEAR AT THE KID”

Roll a 3. Miss

DMTeacher is determined to teach me a lesson.

“Although you stand in victory, you feel your holiness and good graces of the gods leave your being”

I reply “I’m too stupid to understand the morality of the situation”

“Roll for intelligence”

I roll the D20. I roll a 4

“Your stupidity saves you from righteous judgement.”