“Whatever we do in the political and social order, the indispensable foundation is prayer, the heart of which is the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, the perfect prayer of Christ Himself, Priest and Victim, recreating in an unbloody manner the bloody, same Sacrifice at Calvary. What is Christian culture? It is essentially the Mass.”

- John Senior

In the air was a thick smell of wild mint, of dust, of bark burned by the sun.

Elena Ferrante, The Days of Abandonment. 

Chor Ki Andhere Mein Hi Chalti Hai ~ Premchand #Premchand 🧡

quotestoliveby #quoteoftheday #quotesaboutlife

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"im gonna make a fuck pit!" -philza 2k23

An old piece of my character Quore in some Warframe theming~

At this point we should remember the double meaning of the German expression “aufheben.” On the one hand, we understand it to mean “clear away” or “cancel,” and in that sense we say that a law or regulation is cancelled (aufgehoben) . But the word also means “to preserve,” and we say in this sense that something is well taken care of (wohl aufgehoben). This ambiguity in linguistic usage, through which the same word has a negative and a positive meaning, cannot be regarded as an accident nor yet as a reason to reproach language as if it were a source of confusion. We ought rather to recognise here the speculative spirit of our language, which transcends the “either-or” of mere understanding.

G.W.F. Hegel - The Encyclopaedia Logic

“oh wow everyone on twitter thinks you have to hate everyone and is completely detached from human comtact We Are Doomed”

“tiktok is full of tradcath shit women r fucked feminism has been set back 50 years”

“omg everyone on quora is so dumb the answers are terrible”

well FIRE EMBLEMS HEROES just gave me a 5 star green Edelgard - Adrestian Emperor

so THINK 🤔. before u post 📝……

BABYYYY 🥲🥲🥲🥲

OH OH OH SHIP ASK MEMEEEE

KimBig

💙 KIMBIG MY OTHER BELOVED 💙

I have a feeling that this ship is literally just me and 5 other insane people that I brought along for the ride! But anyway!

I love them! Doomed by the narrative, never going to end well, one of the best ships not to ship. Proxyfucking because they cant have the person they want. Gorgeous. Delicious. Outstanding. Made by me, for me tbh.

I'm gonna pretend I didn't just misread the top right one as "theyre the same fucking guy" and double down but I fear that my opinion on the guy they're both fucking would land me in fandom jail lmao.

Ok so theyre not exes but I also think that baby Kim couldn't have gotten through adolescence surrounded by hot men without developing at least one little crush on an oblivious older bodyguard. and Big is the funniest possible option here sorry :')

I think that the dynamic of them both growing up alongside Kinn is so interesting. Kim is resentful of Big in many ways for essentially fitting where Kim used to, beside his older brother. Big is obviously in love with Kinn and can't tell him, but while Kim maintains this whole snarky moral superiority over the fact that Big is in unrequited love with Kinn; Kim is essentially in almost the exact same boat. He loves his brother from afar but cant actually bring himself to tell him outright. Thematic parallels my beloved.

Oh the devotion (just not to eachother)

Bonus! - Dead-darling of a snippet under the cut.

So for context: This got cut because the entire context for the piece changed - I decided the fic worked better as a stand-alone where nothing had ever happened between Kim and Big before BUT once upon a time this was the second chapter of a two parter: in this scenario: months before this, Kim and Big has Done Bits in Kim's office and then never spoken about it again. Now theyre drinking together, Kim's spilled his drink and Big has just cleaned it up. Kim is desperate for some kind of distraction and drinking together hasn't proven distracting enough.

Kim dips two of his fingertips into the amber liquid in his hand. The ice is cool and slick against his fingertips as he chases it around the glass. Kim feels an almost impish smile spreading across his features. “You missed a bit.” Kim says. “What?” “You missed a bit.” Kim says, Big stares back, almost incredulous. It looks good on him. Kim stirs the glass, ice clinking softly against the sides before languidly raising his hand. He lets the whisky drip from his fingertips onto the table.  “See?” He grins. Big, looks as if he's a drop away from muttering something else under his breath but watches, rapt, as Kim holds his gaze and slowly licks the whisky from his own fingertips. It’s silent for a while. “Do you think about it?” Kim asks, eyes half lidded, letting his eyes rake over Big where he’s seated in the chair. Big holds the glass instinctively against his chest. He half expects Big to play dumb, to glance off at the doorway and stand again. To straighten the creases in his suit and leave. Kim would let him this time. Big cocks his head, blinking at him slowly, holding Kim's eye with the kind of defiance that could only be brought on by an awful cocktail of alcohol and anxiety. “Do you?” Big asks in answer. The smallest of smirks hides behind the rim of his glass, only visible in the crease of his eye as they flicker off to the side. There’s a slight sheen to his bottom lip that the whisky has left. “Careful.” Kim warns smoothly, just to watch him shrink. Only he doesn’t. Big straightens in the chair.

🖤

hehe. - Perth Nakhun 2022

Neo, at 2am: Hey, do you think fish feel wet all the time?

Roman: Neo, I’m trying to sleep.

Neo: Sorry.

Roman, two minutes later: Son of bitch, do they???

Neo: I know right???

hello there! Could I have one for Helomo with qui/quo/quor/quors/quorself pronouns?

I write books and draw comics. My favorite color is blue, I'm experimenting with and getting a lot of euphoria from changing pronouns, and my friends like to call me Helomo Pomelo hehe-

Sure thing!

This is Helomo! Have you met quo before? I really like quor name, I wonder how qui got it? Qui said quor favourite colour is blue; I also think blue’s a nice colour. Qui also said qui writes books and draws comics; I think that’s super cool! I wonder what kinds of books/comics qui writes/draws? Qui said quor friends call quo Helomo Pomelo, and I think that’s a funny nickname. Qui also said qui has been getting euphoria from changing pronouns, and that makes me happy for quo! I hope quo has a lovely day/night!

in the mood for love (2000)

im being SO normal abt the quori appearing in dnd tonight

Eu te amei mais do qualquer coisa, eu todos os dias, te amei. Eu estive lá para você quando você não pôde confiar em ninguém, e hoje estou no mesmo lugar que você. Por que? Por que eu? Por que me escolheu pra manter seu ego no lugar? Abri mão de mim, abri mão de lutar pela gente pra aceitar uma amizade que agora, tendo em vista, nunca existiu, pois eu não te via assim, eu te via como tudo, você me via como nada. Fui transparente. Não há como dizer que não fui. De um jeito que nunca fui com ninguém, talvez de um jeito que ninguém será com você. Enfrentei tempestades, ventos fortes; tudo pra você ficar. Eu até previ isso, antes de você entrar. Mas não previ falta de consideração, não previ mentiras quando te implorava pela verdade. Não previ aquela voz tão cheia de raiva, tão cheia de ódio. Não previ deboche. Não previ jogo baixo de ter que ouvir a voz dela. Não previ você me ver desesperada e sentir que você estava gostando daquilo. Era como se você estivesse esperando por aquilo por muito tempo. Você era; é, o tempo todo, aquela pessoa que eu sempre dizia que nunca queria ter por perto... fria, que engana como se nada estivesse acontecendo. E estava lá do meu lado, há 6 anos sugando todas as coisas boas que eu tinha em mente, todas as energias boas que mandava pra você. Você era um problema que eu senti na primeira vez que vi sua foto. Mas nunca imaginei que era um problema tão obscuro, eu preferia que fosse como eu tivesse pensado. Esse, é assustador. Lembrar da última vez que ouvi sua voz me faz tremer de medo. Lembrar da última coisa que você fez antes do fim, me faz querer não confiar em ninguém. Amar ninguém. Mas olha, assim como você, sem consideração nenhuma, sem nenhuma maturidade, sem noção nenhuma, um dia... amarei. Amarei. Amarei tão forte como o que você fez, só que sendo boa. Falarei tão forte como você falou, só que coisas boas. Você sabe, isso é tudo que tenho a oferecer. Eu imaginava muito como seria o nosso final, porque tudo tem um final, como todas as outras, que ainda amo... mas nunca passou pela minha cabeça que seria destruindo o que eu sinto por você e destruindo a amizade que eu achava que a gente tinha, em um tom de voz e algumas palavras que eu nunca conheci. Nunca imaginei que o final seria desejando... Desejando muito que você fosse só um sonho, um pesadelo que eu vivi. Porque, eu juro, se eu pudesse, eu tiraria da história o dia que eu te conheci. Ter alguém como você se mostrou é tudo que eu nunca quis na vida.

Kézia S.

New piece uploaded to my Patreon! been buzzing to share this one cause I just really like it ^^