Suptober Day 8- “Sober”
I took this prompt and thought about when Crowley is on the edge of being turned human, and his eyes are forced open to the horrors he’s wrought on the world.
Sobering.
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Sobering
You are archive glomming. Just skimming through looking at the cool shit someone posted.
And you get to a point somewhere in 2020…and it just stops. No, I'm moving on to other pursuits. Or I just don't have time/real life got in the way.
And you really hope it was one of those reasons.
COVID cut a swath that we don't truly recognize. We aren't far enough away from it to see the scar. We've still got bruising and swelling around the wound site.
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could you imagine trying to navigate this bar drunk, this is the 9th circle of hell
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woagh irl gore on the dash
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My Testimony of a Sobering Life in Christ
Life is ups and downs. Do good. Do bad. You run into the ills of life somewhere along the road. But those of us who believe in Jesus and turn to do his commandments gain a faithful friend who helps us as we struggle with living. He faithfully promises, “call on me when you are in trouble, and I will rescue you, and you will give me glory” (Psalms 50:15), in Isaiah 46 verse 4 “I will sustain you…
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Just something that popped into my brain I thought I’d post in the void.
A new way to know that conservatives are always full of shit and every word out of their mouths is either a lie, a confession, or both: they know exactly what it means to defund things they don’t like, and how to most effectively do it to ensure it crushes whatever they don’t want. They just claim ignorance when something they want is on the chopping block.
The IRS? Defund that shit so they can’t enforce tax laws!
Public schools? Defund that shit to keep the base uneducated and gullible while also getting to selectively choose curricula and “acceptable topics” in the private schools they pay off. (Translation: no evolution, no slavery, no gay rights, no women’s suffrage, etc., taught to their children, but absolutely Christianity taught to them.)
The EPA? Defund that shit so they can make even more dark money from their worst and most corrupt donor companies like OPEC.
There are obviously way more examples, but just wanted to throw this out there as yet another reason to NEVER vote for a Republican. They don’t give a shit about anyone else but themselves and they can never be trusted.
At least voting progressive means there’s a CHANCE you would get a decent human.
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Guys i’ve found a way to make it through the loneliness!!! substance abuse
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It's Sobering
By Daniel Paiz
Word vomit is sometimes what a writer or poet calls the process of getting everything out of one’s head and innards and seeing what’s what. That is partially what is going to be read below, but it’s also a slew of thoughts and reactions as well. Cathartic is the process of writing. Whether it’s in poetic form, rhyming away like an emcee who hasn’t unboxed a mic, or it’s a few…
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something something katsuki can't keep his hands off you when he's had a little too much to drink (see: denks the worst at-home bartender in the world, believes a shot of vodka really means four).
it starts off innocently enough, gathered in eijiro's living room, when he cracks a foul-mouthed joke and you double over into side with laughter. the heat starts to creep up his neck, but it's easy to blame it on the alcohol. he nudges you back playfully, a grin quirking at the corner of his lips.
two more shots of whatever vile concoction denki mixed up and he's melting into the couch. he's sitting on one end, a little squished with how mina, eijiro, hanta, and denki are piled on top of each other - chatting away, drinking, and desperately trying not to make eye contact with the wasted blond. katsuki's got you perched all pretty in his lap because "there isn't any room left to sit." a convenient excuse.
you're flushed and trying to keep up with mina's story and you're having a great time with your friends but katsuki's hands are looping casually around your waist and pulling you closer to him and he's leaning a little on you for support and you feel a zing speed down your spine as his lips brush against your arm. an accident.
his head's a little fuzzy, but katsuki's practically melting with the alcohol swimming through his veins. and you're so soft it's making everything even fuzzier. before he even finishes that thought he's testing out the plush of your waist, your thighs, pinching a little at the small of your back, and back down to your thighs. you squirm in his hold, and he retaliates with a soft grunt and by biting what he could reach.
the spit on your arm is more uncomfortable than the rather tame bite he gives you. you can see his eyes wobble, flitting to different parts of your face. "hol' s'till," he garbles and your heart leaps into your throat. you can feel four sets of eyes boring into you both, but you can't break away from katsuki's heavy, lidded, lovesick gaze.
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