sister faith

Here’s to the Witches

Here’s to the Witches with messy altars.

To the sisters that have cats with ragged ears and missing legs.

Here’s to the brothers with the altars all dripping wax and smothered in incense ash.

To the siblings with athames of stone and Books of Shadow smudged with coffee and last week’s breakfast.

Here’s to spells written in a rush but with love and care behind them.

To spells that don’t rhyme or really make sense when spoken but call storms to the sky.

Here’s to the Witches who sit Sundays in the pews and sing out the praise of the Risen God.

To the Witches who stand sky clad under the moonlight and pray by fire to the old Gods of Before.

Here’s to the Witches who learn when they are children, how to read the cards and the signs of the stars.

To the Witches who don’t learn until silver touches their hair how to cast the runes and the bones to sense a fair wind.

Here’s to the Children of the Witches they could not Burn.

To the Witches who snuck into the night with their books and wands and herbs clutched close to their chests.

Here’s to the Witches who flaunted their Spirit Boards in their sitting rooms and their crystals in their kitchens.

Here’s to the Witches.

I love Sanvers but Kara and Alex are meant to be the most important relationship in this show?

So the propping up of Maggie’s romantic feelings for Alex, after a few months, to seem just as powerful as Kara’s for Alex- when already Alex and Kara have been separate and out of sync all season- feels like more “a drop of romantic love is more powerful than a sea of non-romantic love” cw-like nonsense that shouldn’t really be celebrated, even if it’s for a healthy lesbian relationship.

When Alex let J’onn and Mon-El traveled across universes to save Kara without her, we were like “????????”. Not just because of Mon-El, but because Alex should be the one to take care of and make the decisions for Kara when her life is in danger.

Her sister, not the romantic interest.

The fact that the romantic interest is Actually Healthy for Alex doesn’t mean that she’s on the same level as Kara. On a different show, maybe. Some shows feature sisters that aren’t this close. Some shows feature sisters that are actually bad for each other to be around. 

But not Supergirl. Supergirl is about the Danvers sisters. 

Well… it’s supposed to be.



I write to you with a heavy heart. Our good king Robert is dead, killed from wounds he took in a boar hunt. Father has been charged with treason. He conspired with Robert’s brothers against my beloved Joffrey and tried to steal his throne. The Lannisters are treating me very well and provide me with every comfort. I beg you: come to King’s Landing, swear fealty to King Joffrey and prevent any strife between the great houses of Lannister and Stark.

Your faithful sister,

We are Sikh

Fifth largest religion in the world, and people are ignorant enough to call us Hindus or Muslims. Educate yourself.

  • We are Sikh. Our faith matters to us. So much so that we will gladly give our life fighting for what we believe in as many saint soldiers have done in the past, including our own Gurus.
  • Sikh mothers had their newly borns chopped, limb by limb and then placed around their necks like garlands. This was the price they payed for not converting to another religion, those brave Sikh women remained in high spirits and sang the praises of Guru Nanak & Vaheguru.
  • We made up less than 2% of the Indian population yet 67% of the Indian army were Sikhs.
  • The first battle for freedom from British was won by Sikhs, when after loss of many lives in 1929 they were able to take over the charge of their shrines from British.
  • Our ninth Guru, Guru Tegh Bahadur Ji offered to sacrifice his life to protect another religion. He laid down his life in defense of religious tolerance, freedom of worship, and freedom of religion. He gave his life for the Hindus’ right to wear the sacred thread despite the fact that Sikhs themselves do not believe in these rituals. This was martyrdom for the defense of basic human values.
  • In 1709, Guru Gobind Singh Ji left this world with a lifetime of heroic events which changed the History of India. (which I cannot even compress enough to make it into this text post &  still do it justice)
  • Bhagat Singh while studying in Berkeley University in California went back to Punjab to fight against the British army and was hanged in 1913 while fighting for freedom.
  • Punjab lost its most fertile part to Pakistan during the partition. However, today due to hard labor of Sikh farmers, the Punjab in India produces much higher quantities of food grain than the fertile Punjab in Pakistan. Punjab contributes 40% of rice and 51% of wheat into the central pool of food grains in India.
  • On April 13, 1919, the British conducted Jallianwala Bagh massacre, which consisted of killing 1300 unarmed Indians, 62% of those who were Sikhs in a single day.
  • 1984; we don’t even KNOW how many Sikhs were brutally murdered in the most inhumane ways possible because the Indian government burnt all the bodies without keeping track.

And that’s not even half of the history covered; 
Seeing news like the picture above absolutely shatters my heart, our Gurus and martyrs didn’t give up their life to be called someone we’re not. We have  been given a unique identity so that the world may recognise a single Sikh in a crowd of hundreds of thousands of people.

  • We wear a turban in which we have a small wooden comb to keep and protect our sacred gift from God, our uncut hair, our Kes.
  • We wear a Kara (iron bracelet) to resemble handcuffs, which reminds a Sikh to be a servant of the Guru & think twice about doing evil deeds.
  • We wear a Kirpan (a sword) which symbolises dignity, self-reliance, capacity and readiness to always defend the weak and the oppressed.
  • We wear a Kachera (undershorts) which reminds the Sikh of the need for self-restrain over passions, lust and desires.

A Sikh is a devotee first and to protect his devotion, a Sikh is a warrior as well. A real Sikh will never let weapons take the precedence over his spiritual values and devotion. A real Sikh will always help the one in need and fight for him/her regardless of the person’s caste, color or religion. When all other means of self-protection fail, the Sikh can use his sword to protect himself and others. A Sikh is never to use his sword to attack anyone.

So please, don’t call us something we’re not. We are Sikh. But before that, we are human.


Robb, I write to you with a heavy heart. Our good king Robert is dead, killed from wounds he took in a boar hunt. Father has been charged with treason. He conspired with Robert’s brothers against my beloved Joffrey and tried to steal his throne. The Lannisters are treating me very well and provide me with every comfort. I beg you: come to King’s Landing, swear fealty to King Joffrey and prevent any strife between the great houses of Lannister and Stark. Your faithful sister, Sansa.

There should have been ‘The Fraser Sisters’

There should have been two red head girls growing up in Lallybroch.

There should had been two girls being chased by their Da because they scared their Aunt Jenny’s goats again.

There should have been a red head older sister teaching a younger red head how to speak French.

There should have been two red hairs playing along with the Murray army.

There should have been two red haired girls bugging Murtagh all hours of the day.

There should have been two red haired lasses sharing secrets.

There should have been two sisters who whose multitudes of suitors would be the death of their Da.

There should have been two red haired lasses constantly bugging their Mam and Da for a wee brother.

There should have been two lasses holding on each side of their Mam’s skirt as she go walk to tend her gardens.

There should have been two red haired lasses who would be the pride and joy of their parents.

There should have been two red haired girls who dreams of finding love like their’s of Mam and Da.

Two lasses to tell about the secrets of the standing stones.

Two red haired lasses for Jamie and Claire to raise together and love forever.


video game scenery: [7/∞]
mountain top ◁ dragon age: origins

“According to writings discovered in Haven, the Disciples of Andraste showed reverence to the dragon, believing it to be the Prophet reborn. The egg clutches and dragonlings of the dragon were afforded great honor, for being "Andraste’s” offspring, and were cared for by the cult. The dragon never attacked the cult, being cunning enough to recognize how this arrangement benefited it".
— From Before Andrastianism: the Forgotten Faiths by Sister Rondwyn of Tantervale

chinoiserie-mademoiselle  asked:

Could you write a oneshot where the reader is the wife of Jaime Lannister and they have a son, who looks like his father. To the public, the reader and Jaime looks like the perfect couple, but behind close doors, it is a loveless, political marriage. The reader loves Jaime, but Jaime, although a good father, doesn't reciprocate her feelings (coughCerseicough). However, after many years of hardship together, he finally returns her feelings and tells her for the first time tells her he loves her.

Pairing: Jaime Lannister x Reader
Fandom: GoT ; ASoIaF
Warnings: mentions of abuse/torture ; language

A/N: somehow, my jaime x reader fics always end up 5+ pages and they’re filled with angst. I don’t know why, but it legit only happens with him. anyways, this was.. my god, an INCREDIBLE request. I live for these requests, I really do. I hope you enjoy it my dear!


You closed your eyes and enjoyed the sun on your face for a moment.

King’s Landing was blessed with nice and sunny weather most of the days, but you could rarely bathe in the sun like today.

You were sitting in the royal gardens, a book in your lap, while your son and Bronn were playing sword fighting in front of you.

You only opened your eyes again, when you heard your son’s laughter. He was standing over Bronn, a triumphal smile on his face and, oh god, he looked so much like his father. It amazed you every single time.

“I WON!” he turned towards you, but right then, Bronn pulled him down and started tickling him.

“You sure, boy?” your son laughed and tried to fight back, but he was at his uncle’s mercy.

Jaime approached the scene and Bronn let go of Kieran, who immediately ran towards his father. He picked him up and hugged him tightly.

Bronn kept laying in the grass and grinned, then he turned his head towards you.

“He’s talented, that boy.”

“Yes. I know,” you smiled kindly at the man in the grass and then got up to join Jaime and Kieran. “Husband,” you kissed his cheek.

“Wife,” he nodded and thanked Bronn for the lesson with Kieran today, then the three of you went towards the castle.

Kieran ran in front of the two of you, so you hooked your arm with Jaime’s. He tensed under the touch, but didn’t let it show. You could feel it though.

You still wondered how he even managed to have sex with you that one time, for him to finally get his heir.

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Percy finds it difficult to speak in only one language when he gets emotional. One day in Math, he gets frustrated that this girl won’t stop flirting with him.

This is how he found out his teacher was a son of Athena.

Our world continues to fade away and the noise of its dominion gets louder. The noise easily spreads lies and fear because of the communication we now have: the internet. All the more we need not only be vigilant but also discerning - found still in the glory of God.

Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world. By this you know the Spirit of God: every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God; and every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God; this is the spirit of the antichrist, of which you have heard that it is coming, and now it is already in the world. You are from God, little children, and have overcome them; because greater is He who is in you than he who is in the world. They are from the world; therefore they speak as from the world, and the world listens to them. We are from God; he who knows God listens to us; he who is not from God does not listen to us. By this we know the spirit of truth and the spirit of error. (1 John 4:1-6 NASB)

This temporal world will end one day. What matters more than the when and how is WHERE… Where will you be when that comes and where will you be after that? May you be heaven-bound because of the gift of grace that comes from Christ Jesus 💛

— From @sisterssaved on Instagram


Guess who I finally collected yesterday

Why I’m Not Afraid To Be Me.

This is me, sbmisstaylor, the girl behind all your posts. It’s funny how we reblog girls we find on instagram or pinterest, but we’re SO afraid to show our own. Why?  Granted there are a million reasons like all the haters that want to see you fail. However, stay strong and and show them love. 

Am I embarrassed to be a Sugar Baby? Nope. I hold Louboutin’s arm so everyone can see! Those people don’t care about me, they won’t think about me the next day going, “did you see that girl and that older man?” No. They don’t send me good morning text, talk, laugh and support me. Why would I care? 

To all my faithful sisters out there who look for advise on my blog. I’m here, I’m a real person. 

With love,