#prophetic word now

[bonefall]

i think people are calling for a mass extinction event not because disabled people bad/ugly, but because the amount of incest happening is genuinely horrific. that, as well as to a massive amount of cats that bear no significance. if we were talking about a real situation occurring in real life, no one in their right mind would be suggesting this, but this is just the quick and easy way to do it in the context of the books. besides, any method to try to fix this problem is never going to be implemented by the erins because they don't care

This is a call for a mass extinction event because of the inbreeding and this is what I'm talking about. No, they're not just saying there should be a cutback on unneeded background characters. Asks like yours are a major reason why I am collecting screenshots for a folder.

Do not clown around and try to convince me that I'm not seeing what is clear as day. I'm not talking about people who want a mass extinction event because they want less background nobodies, or because it would be an interesting plot. I'm talking about people who respond to MOONPAW's EXISTENCE with "we need to kill most of ThunderClan"

And by the way, killing off a bunch of cats for a "mass extinction" is the exact OPPOSITE of what would fix this problem. You want to mass slaughter random characters so the pool is even SMALLER than it was when we started?? You want us to go back to the beginning of these problems in TPB, when ThunderClan only introduced four female kits who lived to adulthood who could mother the next generation??? THINK.

(Sorreltail, Ferncloud, Sandstorm, Brightheart)

Why is the vastly more common response "KILL THE ICKY" and not "USE THE BRAND NEW LAW THAT ALLOWS CROSS-CLAN MATE MIGRATION" hmmmmmmmmm????

We need to back up, too. Why do YOU think the amount of incest happening is genuinely horrific? Because what this "deformed icky inbred moonpaw" discourse has taught me is that we seem to have VERY different reasons for reaching our conclusions.

I think it is genuinely horrific because this series with a theme about "legacy" should have better rules about what counts as immediate family, the careless Erins prevent their newcoming cats like Stormcloud and Fernstripe from having time in the spotlight, and clan culture's extreme social control over the lives of the cast is cultlike and needs to be addressed as a harmful thing. OTHERS seem to think it is "genuinely horrific" because ThunderClan might have ugly disabled kids. We are not the same.

[flickeringflame216]

ok now I'm going a little insane thinking about the Biblical parallels in viva la vida !!!!

[littler3d]

“It’s either work tracks or ancient otherworldly symbols” Alice if you don’t stop saying foreshadowing shit I’m gonna start thinking you’re evil

[monsterbisexual]

the silt verses: chapter 34

chapter 38

[lotrmusical]

My high school did a yearly poetry recitation contest (Poetry Out Loud), so Oh Boy do I know some poems. My favorites are Ozymandias and "the world is about to end and my grandparents are in love," by Kara Jackson. Also in 8th grade we had a Poe unit and had a class contest to make the best music video of the Raven, so I still know a good chunk of that.

i hadn't heard of the kara jackson one! just read through it and enjoyed it, particularly these lines > 'grandma returns to her love like a hymn, marks it with a color. // when the world ends will it suck the earth of all its love? /will i go taking somebody’s hand, / my skin becoming their skin?'

[pardonmydelays]

listening to my broadway playlist and dust and ashes is playing now

[tracle0]

Boy nearly drowns,t hen gets possessed again

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

"dust and ashes" from natasha, pierre and the great comet of 1812 is THEEEE gale dekarios song.

[k1ngtok1]

Last night on dnd

[thedeafprophet]

Man if I'm so utterly miserable during midterms what are the final exams gonna be like this term ajdjfkfsjdjfngjh

[enslaughts]

@huntalie. . . liked for a starter.

life had stopped making sense to laura lee the moment their plane plummeted from the sky. glimpses, maybe, here and there, shapes in her periphery, but by the second plane raining fire and brimstone upon them, she'd only kept on falling. head over heels far after she'd already hit the water. o thou of little faith. wherefore didst thou doubt ? maybe it was the moment you let us fucking sink. and yet, there is no other word for it but faith, this hellfire reflection in her eye. it devours the cabin, their home, like a lion, leaving nothing but skin and bone to pick through, blacker than black. at least it's warm. it'll be warmer in hell, something certain in her whispers, a root taking hold. a certainty of the un - seen, made seen before their very eyes. faith. the only thing that's made sense to her since the moment their plane plummeted from the sky ; this is judgment. righteous, holy fire for the blasphemers.

but the innocent were always damned with the guilty. firstborns swallowed in the plague. travis didn't deserve to lose his only home now that his brother was dead. lottie didn't deserve it either, akilah, gen, melissa, natalie. they were already suffering, half frozen, half starved, half dead. what more could it want from them, what more could it take ? what more could they give ? a home. their only home, for their only meal. maybe it was a fair trade after all. but no. no, it's only fair the taste of javi is forever turned to ash in their mouths, but not for all of them. travis, natalie— natalie tried. she was going to feed them all, despite lottie's offering, despite their heresy against it, she was going to feed them. heed the altar call and lie down upon it, and now look at her. ram in the thicket made archangel, forged in fire to light their path forward, chosen by the cards, the wilderness, lottie. who was laura lee to question it ?

so she doesn't. she has faith in lottie, and lottie put her faith in natalie. and god saw the light, that it was good : and god divided the light from the darkness. laura lee knows this, if nothing else : natalie is good. and because she's good, she will doubt herself, just as lottie did, and this is why they're good, why they're chosen. their home is in each other. “   you're not alone in this,   ” she whispers, fierce, forcing the glow in her gaze to shine on natalie's. what a way to start a reign. but light will always shine brighter in the dark. “   have faith in lottie. in yourself. we've made it this far.   ” what more could they lose ? where could they go now but up, after they'd already walked through the gates of hell ? doesn't that depend on which way you're going : out, or further in ? “   you got us this far.   ” not only your skill, but your kindness, “   you've been a faithful servant, natalie. now it's our turn. we just have to give it. . . more of the same.   ” here, cold hands find another's, slow, wary as an animal, but holding tight. “   more faith in it. trust, in each other.   ”

[hippophobia]

i used to think a lot of those “one time i dreamt” posts were made up for likes but i just woke up from the most vivid dream involving a supernatural and glee crossover special promoting getting vaccinated that was sponsored by sprite. what the fuck. i’m so sorry i ever doubted you guys. what the FUCK.

[positivelyapunovexponent-good]

Okay SO the professor supervising my research officially made me project leader on one of my pet projects and on one hand I am very honored. But on the other hand I am anxious as hELL because I genuinely really, really struggle with project management. Delegation, communication, sending concise and clear emails on time- all of these are points of weakness that have resulted in me sinking projects I really care about in the past. 

I really don’t want that to happen again. But I’m kinda petrified. I feel like I ruin everything I touch, that I’m really good at starting things but apparently incapable of finishing them, stranding people and ideas and inevitably letting everyone who ever believed in me down. 

Which is not a productive way to think but it is true. In a sense. I have meaningfully, unambiguously fucked up in the past and probably will again. That much is inarguable. But also. I care about my work, and sincerely believe there is something about my idea that is valuable. Worthy of proper exploration. Even if it fails, I want it to fail on its own merits, not because I was so afraid of failing and so paralyzed by executive dysfunction that I didn’t even bother pushing it to see how far it can actually go. 

I guess all that is to say I am excited and scared in equal measure. So... nothing to do at this point but try, right? 

[tracle0]

These characters will not show up again but LOOKIT WRITING

[gourdlycatgen]

The outcasted traveling prophet named Marten is a orange mtf cat with a mackerel tabby coat and medium white spotting. The pronouns this cat uses are they/them/theirs. This cat has short, curly fur and emerald green eyes. This cat likes trees, and likes patrolling. The cat is lovable and overprotective. The cat never mastered the hunter's crouch. This cat has one scar and a fat body.