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nocophobia · 7 months
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Grace Chasity but it’s my AU (Check Ruth and Max for more info)
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Grace always considered herself a servant of God. Since birth she had been raised to dedicate herself to the lord and his rules and nothing, absolutely nothing upset her more than when she met people who weren’t. Sin is unforgivable, and some sins have been so socially normalized that it’s ultimately impossible for one girl to redeem every wayward soul. At times she seriously wished she could simply force people to convert to her way of life and to preach god’s plan. But that’s impossible.
At least, it was before she looked five sinister gods in the eyes. They weren’t what the Bible preached at all, and yet they were more real than anything Christian she had witnessed. The concept of vengeful ghosts actually existing, there being a mysterious other world separate from heaven, earth, and hell, and evil beings called the lords in black that stood in the singular lord’s place, the entirety of the defeat of Max Jagerman tipped her over the edge.
Grace was the most reluctant of the five to offer herself as a vessel to the monsters, even going as far as to unseriously offer her chastity instead. Despite this however, she became the most enthusiastic of the bunch to embrace the new gift she received. Grace, now having her universal understanding uprooted demanded to know that was really out there. What the real truth was. Whether her familiar god existed or didn’t. When she had the chance to, she searched the black book to find out more about the world. Real truths. real demons.
Grace made two decisions eventually: Spread the word of the Black Book, and spread the word of new, more Grace-approved rights and wrongs. Luckily, the god that influenced her gave her an amplified, more stronger voice. One that could infect the lungs of others. One that could spread. Grace, over several weeks of harnessing her abilities to their limits and studying the lore of the book easily determined the god that chose her. Pokotho, or Pokey as he was nicknamed.
She unfortunately didn’t get the full version of his powers. She couldn’t reanimate the functionally dead or control hundreds at once, but swapping spit with one, maybe two football stars did the trick. She could speak through very few, very limited people, and with enough strain, move an arm or so. To Grace, this just wasn’t enough.
Now, with the black book, powers, and a dangerous goal for the future, Grace strives to improve her abilities and one day gain access to not just the black and white, but the rest of the universe.
TLDR: Grace becomes influenced by Pokotho/Pokey and becomes convinced she’s the next Jesus.
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sabrebash · 13 days
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The Ballad of Bella Buttons (based on a true story)
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pirateprincessjess · 2 months
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When I was a kid my family pretended to get raptured so I would think I was left behind on earth while they all went to heaven.
I was like 8 years old and my sister and mom had gotten really into the Left Behind novels (bible fan fic about the rapture). In the books when the rapture happened the clothes that people were wearing when they got raptured were left behind in neatly folded piles.
One day when I was getting home from school my family decided that they would leave piles of neatly folded clothes around the house, and then hide in the basement.
The intended effect was that I would get home and see the clothes then, think that my family had been raptured and that I wasn’t good enough to get into heaven… or something?
The problem was that I had never read these books, and didn’t really think about the rapture very often. There was no reason that I would see some laundry on the floor and think “The rapture happened and I’ve been abandoned by God! I’ll never see my family again!! Oh nooo!!!!”
I just sat down and watched cartoons and eventually my family got bored and revealed that they were all hiding in the basement.
It’s a good thing I didn’t understand the joke, otherwise that shit would have been traumatic.
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liquidstar · 3 months
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i always think abt my cousin in greece who's like obsessed with american culture, bc ill say that im going to a barbecue and she'll be like "wow.... a real life american barbecue... will there be red cups?" you bet your ass there'll be red cups. take my hand. have a hot dog. all your dreams can come true here at the real life american barbecue
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clandestinegardenias · 6 months
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My therapist just told me my problem is that I need to write more fanfiction.
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jewfrogs · 11 months
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the problem with autism is sometimes you want to do something (brave) but you need someone to gently walk you through each step so you know what will happen. and people don’t like doing that
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beaft · 4 months
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my mum forbade me to say anything to my dad about the top surgery thing, and it's just hit me how funny it would be if i got it done and didn't tell him and just waited for him to notice. i mean, what's he gonna say? "didn't you used to have tits?"
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temporalteardrop · 5 months
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bass makes a dollar. i make a dime. that's why i think about lesbian sex on company time
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door · 1 month
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agatha agate has a little spot on the top of her head where her fur is white and it’s very thin and the pink of her skin is a little bit visible all the time. turns out she can get sunburnt there
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so now she has this stupid hat.
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ski-ip · 1 month
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something something dark magic
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opiumvampire · 6 months
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fuck w me
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aximili · 3 months
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tbh the fact that cats purr was an unnecessary bonus we don't always acknowledge. they're already cute and baby and little and soft and make silly noises and do funny shit. but they also like to cuddle and make a soothing pleasant noise to indicate they are happy when they cuddle you? huge. huge for the human race.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 27 days
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License to Kitty.
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Suzanne Collins gripping my face with her hands: listen listen the first step to evil is dehumanisation, always, the second you start to see people as less than people no matter what they've done to you that's when you start heading down a path of selfish destruction and violence
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thedisablednaturalist · 5 months
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Im fucking sobbing looking at the new black footed cat at Utah's Hogle zoo
Shes just a fucking baby
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Baby with a 60% successful kill rate
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gertrude
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[ID: a picture of an old, grumpy-looking brown tabby cat gazing dead-eyed into the camera.]
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