#SHOULD I LPOST

[jerrsterrr]

OKAY I finsiehes the pony commisions post but ,,,, now im overthinkig,,,,,,,

[liper]

i truly believe this WIP is one of the best au's i've ever written (love to the tune of moonlight baby you will always be #1). not only did it come to me in a dream but it literally fixed every story issue i had with a WIP from years ago. it even made me like a trope i normally hate

[tasklinemgr]

more b&l satellite investor trivia: kerberos is a taxidermy enthusiast and styx collects bones

[chemicalarospec]

just reread my final english proj bc my dad wanted to read and i actually still love it and find it funny. after i finish up demo duo (WHICH I AM DOING!!) i'm going to post an extended version of it xoxo <3 oh. the death note fics. um. seriously the duology should NOT take so long to clean up i swear to god after dem duo i wil lpost the duology

[swhurtcomfort]

A snippet from the same ‘verse as Meg’s latest fic, Always Gold.  

Some days, it felt like they were only surviving.

The mornings began with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan at the table, Qui-Gon forcing himself to eat to set a good example while Obi-Wan barely picked at whatever his master had cooked. At some point Qui-Gon would invariably point with his spoon and insist,

“Eat, lad. You know you won’t want to afterwards.”

Sometimes, Obi-Wan would.

They were often silent on the hovertrain, which made Qui-Gon restless but suited Obi-Wan just fine. They rode for 23 wordless minutes before disembarking at the stop across the street from the med facility in Middle Coruscant. Occasionally just walking into the lobby and smelling the disinfectant was enough to trigger some kind of Pavlovian response in Obi-Wan; he was nauseous just imagining how nauseous he was going to feel later.

Obi-Wan was sixteen, quite old enough to ride the hovertrain alone, but Qui-Gon would never dream of letting him. Who else would discreetly wrap a hand around Obi-Wan’s wrist as the nurse hooked a tube up to the catheter implanted in his chest? Who else would read to him and help him forget the too-bright, overly sensitive feeling that the medicine spread through his body? Who else would fetch him blankets when he was cold and shaky by the end of the treatment?

At the beginning Obi-Wan had always taken the day off after a treatment, lied on the sofa and let Qui-Gon fuss over him, but they no longer made a big event of it every time. It was simply a part of Obi-Wan’s life—of both their lives. He tried to keep all the other parts of his life moving as normally as possible. And to do that, timing was everything. Once it was over, there was a certain grace period before the side effects truly set in. Obi-Wan found that the 23-minute return trip plus his 45-minute diplomacy class fit nicely into that block.

By the time Obi-Wan returned from Diplomacy, the nausea would start. The Jedi Healers had given him medicines to help him eat and keep weight on, and six days a week they worked like a charm. But nothing worked well right after a treatment.

“Five more,” Qui-Gon would remind him, holding his padawan braid out of the way. “Just five more times we have to do this.”

Qui-Gon actually sounded like he believed it. Obi-Wan wished he could too, but the last time they’d gotten down to “three more times” before the healers had found more cancer and he’d needed more surgery and 12 more weeks of drugs and he just couldn’t afford to get his hopes up again. But Qui-Gon, as usual, had hope to spare.

Once his stomach settled, Obi-Wan was usually able to sit quietly and do homework for a little while. He tried to catch up on his work during the week so that he wouldn’t have to overstretch himself during that time. But when he sat down in the evening with Qui-Gon, he knew he wouldn’t eat. This time, his master didn’t push him to, he simply wrapped the padawan in a hug.

Obi-Wan felt so snug and safe in his master’s arms that sometimes he even let the older Jedi carry him to bed before the next phase – migraines and drowsiness – set in.

Qui-Gon sat against the headboard and Obi-Wan lay in front of him, practically in his lap, resting his head on his master’s chest. Qui-Gon placed his cool hand on Obi-Wan’s brow and moved his thumb in a circular motion, using the Force to dull the pain of Obi-Wan’s migraine. Healer Ardelle had taught him the simple exercise when Obi-Wan was first diagnosed.

“Mmmf,” murmured Obi-Wan as he shifted to get more comfortable. The tiniest of smiles snuck across his face. “Thank you,” he whispered.

“Of course. This is what Masters are for, after all.”

“Pillows?” snorted Obi-Wan quietly.

“Naturally. It takes years of training to become the perfect pillow. You’ll understand someday.”

At far as Obi-Wan could tell, Qui-Gon had never actually considered the possibility that Obi-Wan could make anything less than a full recovery. The healers had given him odds in the ballpark of 90%, and the doctors in Middle Coruscant were even more confident, but Obi-Wan was always the sort who needed to examine every problem from all angles, to sort it into possible outcomes and potential strategies. Qui-Gon simply trusted.

‘We can fight this,’ had become Qui-Gon’s mantra. “The Force will show us the way and give us the strength.” Even when Obi-Wan was tired and weak and not really in the mood to talk about his own body like a sparring opponent. Even when Master Che shook her head and urged Obi-Wan to focus on living, not battling. To Qui-Gon, the battle was fought and won every time Obi-Wan got back up from a setback. As long as they kept on surviving, they had won. It was always “they”, it was always “we”, he had never let Obi-Wan feel alone in this.

Obi-Wan would fall asleep in his master’s lap, and if it still hurt in the morning he would be comforted by the knowledge that the second day was always the worst, that things would get better and better until a week from now it would be time for another dose. They would keep on surviving. And that would be enough.

[tomato-fuckup]

I have a lot of people that care about me and I care about them just as much and yet I still feel alone somehow...

[calvinistwoman]

Thanks for the asks lposting! So I have a few questions. I know I want to be like jesus but there’s still sin in me, how can there be both? If I really loved jesus wouldn’t I just not sin or be sinful ever? And sometimes I don’t uh, feel like studying? I do but sometimes I don’t have a desire to do it! That seems contrary. And what’s the things of the world? Should I not want to watch tv or games or get married and stuff?

I know I want to be like jesus but there’s still sin in me, how can there be both? If I really loved jesus wouldn’t I just not sin or be sinful ever?

Hi, This is a good question. When a Christian is saved, they undergo a process called “sanctification”. This means that we are constantly being made more like Christ.As we read and meditate on God’s Word and the Holy Spirit works in us, we are able to resist sin and cling to what is of God. However, we know that we will not be COMPLETELY like Christ until we are in Heaven. 

Some people take verses like John 3:9 which says “No one born of God makes a practice of sinning for God’s seed abides in him and he cannot keep on sinning because he has been born of God.” and they think it means that once a person is saved they will NEVER sin again, or else they aren’t really a Christian. This is dangerous thinking and is not rooted in scripture. 

1 John 1:8–10. “If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. If we say we have not sinned, we make him a liar, and his word is not in us.”

“The one who is born of God does not sin unto death; that is, we don’t make peace with sin, settle into a pattern of sinning that will destroy us in the end, prove that we are not truly born of God and are not truly Christians. Christians walk in the light and, according to 1 John 1:8–10, walking in the light is not sinlessness. It is walking in a way that you have eyes to see in the light the ugliness of what you just did and you are sorry for it. You confess it. You keep short accounts with God and you move on. So I think “does not sin” means (1) doesn’t commit the sin unto death and (2) doesn’t settle into a pattern of sinning that proves you have no spiritual life in you.” - John Piper

So yes, Christians need to fight sin by the power of the Holy Spirit who indwells us, and they need to confess sin. By doing this, we prove our love for Christ and prove that we are children of God.

And sometimes I don’t uh, feel like studying? I do but sometimes I don’t have a desire to do it! That seems contrary.

This isn’t really a theological (Do you mean studying for school or the Bible?) issue, but I think it’s something everyone faces. I know for me, I get in depressive moods where I don’t want to do anything. Even sitting on the couch and watching a movie seems like so much effort. Reading the Bible sometimes feels like a chore and I think “What’s the point.” Really, every Christian struggles with this. 

Sometimes, I find it best to push past it and do what I don’t feel like doing anyways. Maybe I don’t feel like doing my Bible reading, so I go to my favorite passage and read that. Or I listen to a sermon that I already know I like. For me, reading theological debates works because it fires up my brain and gets me invested in something. 

Sometimes, I find I just need a day off. Doing things just feels like too much, so I might just lay in my bed and pray. Or take a shower and sing some hymns.

My point is, there isn’t just one way to worship and spend time with God. If you are struggling to have a desire to physically read, spend time with God in another way.

And what’s the things of the world? Should I not want to watch tv or games or get married and stuff?

1 John 2:15-17 Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them. For everything in the world—the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life—comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but whoever does the will of God lives forever.

When the Bible talks about “Worldly” things, it isn’t talking about the things you do necessarily. For example: movies. Watching a movie is not inherently sinful. How could it be? Yes, it was made in this world, but so are the physical copies of God’s Word that we carry around, and they contain the words of life! The content of the movie is more important. Am I watching Narnia or 50 Shades of Grey? 

And I hear some people make the argument that is it isn’t “Christian” then is’s a waste of time. I disagree. Jesus was a carpenter who spent time making items that weren’t intrinsically “Christian”. Fanny Crosby, the famous hymn writer, also wrote secular and patriotic songs. Zwingli, the reformer, played many instruments for fun.  Doing things you enjoy can refresh you and provide joy in your life. They aren’t inherently wrong so long as you can glorify God while doing them.

As for getting married, that’s actually encouraged in the Bible. Right at the beginning when God created Eve, He was the one who instituted marriage. It is a good thing, and while not all people have to or even should get married, it is a holy institution created by God. Marriage is a wonderful thing, and if your marriage is God-honoring then it can be a huge blessing. I wouldn’t know half the things I know about theology if it weren’t for my husband, and he wouldn’t be nearly as compassionate if he didn’t have me. Marriage is good.

[kool--kitty]

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started laughing out olousd at this lpost but at least im feeling better. Also autocorrect has been so helpful thank you autocorrect :)

[liper]

If I can lure kim @1ooo-w0rds back here then I’ve truly won the war

[tasklinemgr]

shoutout to one of my favorite b&l trios that I won't even talk about because explaining them is so many spoilers and I Do wanna write this story someday

literally the most seemingly random group of characters like I don't think anyone could guess it in a million years