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monsoon-of-art · 11 days
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Silver Shifter, Goddess of the Moon and, on the occasion, madness
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season-77 · 1 month
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I remember how in the 1980s my mom had a great crush on one of the famous Polish singers. I used to laugh at her and wonder how she could fancy such a guy with a mustache.
So today I would like to issue an official statement:
Mom, Famous Polish Singer ... please accept my sincerest apologies ...
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Famous Polish Singer.
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shelbeefever · 1 year
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listening to will wood isnt enough i need to inject the lyrics directly into my veins
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jellymish-art · 1 year
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New fanfic! It's a short one, so this post contains the full text. But if you'd like to leave a comment or kudos on my Ao3, just follow the link above! I'd love to hear from you!
Errare Humanum Est
Me and Nightingale both looked down at the sad remains of his experiment.
“Would you look at that,” Nightingale said, “I failed.”
He took a few steps forward and carefully prodded at the smouldering pile of melted metal and plastic with his boot. I was about to say some encouraging words to cheer him up, but when Nightingale turned back to me, I was surprised to find that, instead of looking disappointed, he was grinning from ear to ear. 
“Is something the matter?” he asked me when I didn’t respond. 
“Sorry,” I said, “I didn’t expect you to be this enthusiastic about messing up.”
“Ah. I suppose it isn’t the usual reaction.” Nightingale’s grin returned at that. “You see, I’ve recently decided to let go of the notion that I must always set a good example. It may not be what is expected of me, but then again, I’m nobody’s automaton, am I?”
His eyes met mine and there was a sense of pride in Nightingale’s expression that I’d never seen there before. And was there a hint of rebellion too? 
That made me think. I don’t pretend to know what it was like for him, but I’d always had a feeling that Nightingale resented his title as The Nightingale, because if you’re being put on a pedestal by your friends and by your enemies alike, that has to feel somewhat alienating. And you know, with him still being (as of writing this) the last formally trained British wizard and having to look after the Folly and the black library and basically having been a one-man-army for falcon related police matters for ages… That much pressure is bound to have an impact on your self-image, especially if you’re someone as conscientious as Nightingale.
And maybe that was why this moment felt so huge all of a sudden. Maybe this was Nigthingale’s personal little rebellion; A rebellion to take back his humanity. 
To test my theory, I mirrored his grin and said: “Errare humanum est, perseverare autem diabolicum.”
“Et tertia non datur,” he finished. “You’ve read up on Seneca the Younger, I see.”
I wasn’t about to tell him that I’d recently looked it up on the internet for a totally unrelated reason and instead asked: “Was he right?”
“For the first part, yes. As for the second and third… I claim my right as a hairless ape with ideas of grandeur to not have an answer.”
I nodded solemnly. “Nice one.”
“Thank you,” said Nightingale and started rolling up his sleeves. “Now, let’s see if we can’t get my little experiment to work on round two.”
Long story short, we didn’t. Although we did get a proper safety protocol out of it, on how to deal with noxious fumes and magical pollution. 
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poligraf · 5 months
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Justice turns the scale For those to whom through pain At last comes wisdom's gain.
— Aeschylus
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syntaxeme · 6 months
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Chapters: 1/4 Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alastor/Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel), Angel Dust/Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel), Niffty (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Priests, Breaking Celibacy Vows, Deception, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Cheating, Sex Work, Sex Worker Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel), Trans Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel), Soft Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Alastor Has a Heart (Hazbin Hotel), (and it's going to break), Priest Alastor, Niffty has some kind of weird unrequited crush on Al I think, or maybe she's just nosy who knows, Drug Use Series: Part 2 of To Err is Human
Summary: Alastor (or rather, Father Bouchard) is caught between a rock and a hard place. On the one hand, he has his calling in the church and his service to God. On the other, his love and irresistible desire for Angel. He knows he can't have both, but he finds himself struggling to let either one go.      Angel, meanwhile, is still keeping a very big secret and letting Alastor 'believe the best of him.' He plans to share it eventually, of course, but it's just so nice to be seen as good for once. What he doesn't count on is Alastor finding out on his own. Or his reaction to learning the truth about Angel's history.
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mylinguaacademy · 1 year
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To err is human (to forgive divine)
Idiom meaning: a proverb meaning that it is natural to forgive people when they make mistakes. Example sentences: It’s understandable that you can’t forget what he told you but to err is human and to forgive divine. You should forgive yourself for the accident. To err is human.
Click here to learn more idioms and expressions about FORGIVING
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ao3feeddestiel · 13 days
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to err is human
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/6ybQSxl by bunnystomped Castiel never thought being human would be so hard. Words: 1691, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Diapers, Wetting, Omorashi, Bed-Wetting, Humiliation, Dry Humping, Frottage read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/6ybQSxl
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dwuerch-blog · 7 months
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To Err is Human…..But Who Likes Erring?
I spend many hours of my day on my computer. As we travelled back to Austin, I was typing my next blog. My computer is one of my best friends. I spend more time with it than anything else. With all the typing, editing and publishing I do, I have apps that correct spelling errors, punctuation errors and even word arrangements. Most of my social media posts are mistake-free because of those apps.…
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that-thoughtful-waffle · 10 months
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I'm so tired of hate.
I feel like hate is derived primarily as an active response to fear or disgust, but I feel like most of it is unwarranted. I like to believe that people can change, hell, I did. A lack of understanding isn't an excuse. Rejecting that understanding is the problem. Especially when that understanding challenges beliefs held for years. Often, the rejection is a response coming from the same place as the hate: fear. Fear of being wrong. Fear that accepting that which is unfamiliar will cause one to lose themselves in the process.
You may have heard of the ship of theseus. It's a thought experiment that asks if every part of something is replaced. Is it still the same thing. Every day, about 1% of the cells in your body are being replaced. Are you still you? Of course you are. If you slowly replace the parts on the ship of theseus with new parts, it's still the same ship even if it has changed. Changing while still being the same is what growth is.
It's okay to be melancholy about the passing of time, but look forward. Look at what's possible. Try to love and accept people even if you think their beliefs are wrong. I promise both of you will learn something and grow.
Some may read things like this with scorn, saying that this is "liberal propaganda," but it's not. It's human propaganda. It's okay to be wrong. To err is human. But that's not all that is human. Humanity is finding yourself amidst the changes. It's okay to be scared of the changes in the world, but that's no reason to hate or reject them.
This is my psa to everyone. Stop hating. Love, learn, and grow.
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somestorythoughts · 1 year
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Error as told by Mosquitos-Moskeetoze
Men never believe chance can wreak great consiquence. Yet the story of this place is full of such slips. Error, n., from the Latin errare: to stray or to veer or to wander... Would you believe our godly Scotch doctor was searching for the Nile in the wrong spot? As it turns out there are two Niles - one Blue, one White - which means two sources, and neither of them in anywhere near here. This sort of things happens with nations, and tales, and humans, and signs. You go hunting for a source, some ur-word or symbol and suddenly the path splits, cleaved by apostrophe or dash. 
Be patient and listen, no hurries, no worries, point by point, we outline the doctrine: to err is human, and that is your doom and delight...that tiny chaos, like one of our wings, sets in motion the unwitting cycle, it will spiral across families for generations to come, spurring Fate’s furious cataract.
A deity slept the day we sprang forth. We’re an asterix to Nature, a flaw, a digression, a footnote if ever there was one. We are not just an accident, but issue it too...Evolution forged the entirty of life using only one tool: the mistake.
To err is human you say with great sadness. But we thinful singers give praise! To the drift, the diversion, that motion of motions! Obey the law of the flaw!...Don’t forget the catch like Naila did though: error slips through your hands if you grasp her. Error is slick and slimy and rich and she begets more errors at random. She’s a real coquette, she’ll take your bet - and fortune’s forever behind her.
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monsoon-of-art · 4 months
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rework of Aster's younger sister, Hazel. She too was formed in the same process (with the Moon Goddess' help), and was formed with a deer pelt instead. Human Body Part from her father still pending.
She hates how she has to hide her true nature from the others, and her "wild child" personality and habits have lead her to be ostracized.
Aster and Hazel get into petty fights and squabbles frequently, but they love each other dearly
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jheqiawrites · 2 years
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Note to self
Let's just say that I got a smack to the head with a reminder that it is way too easy for people to misinterpret what we say when there is no context. We aren't just all at a con or coffee shop where you can see my face or hear my tone of voice to know that I was excited. There was also no way for me to know that I had phrased things in a way that could set someone off.
Now, do they know or care how I take their comments? Probably not, even if it felt like an attack. At least mine wasn't intended that way. That is the only consolation and/or closure I am likely to have and while that makes me sad and a little frustrated, it is something I will just have to live with.
We all, me included, seem more prone these days to jump to being offended instead of having reasoned discourse. I am not saying we should agree to disagree, but I am saying that polite and respectful disagreement should be the norm. I guess social media makes it harder rather than easier.
Live and learn, I suppose.
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Why is the moral dichotomy always placed upon women? Why is it only women that have to be pious and self righteous? Why are women supposed to be kind and nurturing while men are supposed to be intelligent and daring? Why can't women be mischievous and loud? Why can't women be human?
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free-my-boy-grumbot · 7 months
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the webbed site really seemed to like when I told people to listen to lemon demon because of his. uh. Interesting song topics so i’m gonna also do it with Will Wood. everyone listen to will wood some of his song topics include:
[scatting] i am having a gender crisis
I FUCKING HATE MY WIFE (in the court of law)
acab
Doctors and medicine are so evil. we should go back to the olden days when everyone fucking died it was so much better
MORALITY IS A CONSTRUCT <33)2?!!!!!!!!
Oh, you want me to be myself? …………………….……I’m sorry, who?
I’m going to find the most beautiful and poetic way to tell you that I should be put in a straightjacket
my hungry ass could NOT be a chemist! also, i’m not real
MORALITY IS A CONSTRUCT AGAIN 🤌🤌🤌
grips. vampire prettyboys
so you know Sixth Sense?
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