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Having one-sided beef with one specific character is so funny. Like I can see a million characters who do terrible things and be like “whatever.” But then there’s one specific motherfucker who pissed me off so bad that I’d run them over at a red light if given the chance.

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Why are you in my house :((((

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I had a dream that Eden's Gate was running a summer camp that was secretly a kidnapping all its like campers(?)

And I was some man that could turn into an ultra big boy fluffy wolf

Honestly had a better plot than most modern day shows

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having an oc you love dearly but you created when you were very much 15 and going through it is rough because you realize you forgot to give him a personality besides being depressed

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Discord drama so insane I might doxxed because of cancel culture!!

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My work changed my start time without telling me so that's less time for me to be on Tumblr what the fart

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More of stupid FC5 memes cuz my life feels like hell itself but I have this game at least🫶

(Templates from Pinterest)

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I love it

Guys John worked so hard on it don't make fun of it <3

I need to know. I finally really need to know.

Am I literally the only person in this entire fandom that unironically likes the stupid plane jacket?

(You are allowed to bully me about this, it's an honest question.)

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On god I am not dying for Israel and Trump

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SOBBING I FORGOT HE SHARED A NAME WITH AN AOT CHARACTER

I never stop thinking about Levi BTW

I just don't yap about him on here a lot because I fear being called cringe 💔

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This is so Levi with John its unreal

Idk how tf someone else but me described that relationship

"i can fix him" ok well i will try to make him realize how loved and cherished he is outside of the narrative he created for himself

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I never stop thinking about Levi BTW

I just don't yap about him on here a lot because I fear being called cringe 💔

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Someone called me their favorite mutual and it made my day guys

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YESSS HAVE THE BEST DAY!!

SERAPHINE : CHAPTER 1

surprise motherfuckers /affectionate

this lowkey might flop but here we go!

synopsis: my oc gets sins carved into her. That’s it.

my super duper special happy tag of the day: @temyougood

ch. 1 - sins

cw: slight gore, torture, blood, carving skin with a knife, religion inaccuracies, angst, brainwashing (kind of not really), canon-typical violence

Please read at your own risk.

Haven’t I given enough?

Seraphine’s head dipped low as she sat in the seat John had tied her up in. Holding in sobs, the pain in her chest felt unbearable. The tears stung the corners of her eyes, and she took deep breaths, the herald looking at her, almost sympathetically. But they both knew his look was a facade. The man was a sadist, through and through. Instead of doing his usual tattoos that marked one’s sins, he decided to carve the word into her skin, making it a permanent mark for her. Seraphine hadn’t even wanted to join Eden’s Gate. She didn’t believe in all of the Collapse crap. And the God she believed in didn’t exactly let the devil incarnate to dictate what was and wasn’t someone’s sin. She’d just done this all to make sure her sister didn’t die from the amount of drugs she’d been ingesting lately. As the blood dripped from her slashes, John walked forward, lifting her head gently, yet firmly.

Don’t you feel like you have a weight off of you? One that you don’t have to carry alone anymore, because He has called you one of his own once more?

Seraphine hesitated, before nodding ever so slightly. John tilted his head, and tsked after a moment, looking to the window where Faith, Jacob, and Joseph were watching. 

Your sister is resilient, Faith. But it seems that has grown into pride as well. And I think we all know that pride… pride is a sin. 

John walked to the window, where Faith was watching, her expression a show of intrigue. Seraphine’s head had turned, watching her sister, who was so deeply invested in this show of humiliation and pain. He turned back to Seraphine, who had sat up straighter, the LUST he’d etched into her skin glaringly red. He strode toward her after a moment, untying one of her arms, and pulling over a small table. Laying her arm on it, she held back a whimper as he pressed the blade to the crease of her elbow. Tracing over the skin gently, he thought of the path that he would take the blade on, and after he looked at her, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes, he sunk the tip of the blade into her skin, a droplet of blood oozing out. Wincing, she held back a scream as he slowly carved the word PRIDE into her elbow. The pain was searing, as if someone had dragged a burning coal along her skin. As he finalized the E on her skin, he stood up, and grabbed the small cloth he had, cleaning the blood on his dagger. 

You see, to be free of sin is to be free of pain. To be free of suffering, and sadness. You’re learning these things, so you could devote your life to God. Because ultimately, it’s Him that will save you when the Collapse happens. Not your friends. Not politicians. God. 

John sighed after a moment, and Seraphine nodded slowly, looking up at him, her cheeks tear-stained. He smiled softly, and bowed his head.

You’re learning. Far quicker than the rest of the sinners who make their home here in Hope County. You and your sister are alike in that manner. Go on, go show the Father how you’ve confessed.

John untied the rest of her binds, and Seraphine stood up, her arm extended and her face pale and sweaty. Walking to the window, she pulled the collar of her shirt down, and revealed the marking on her chest, and outstretched her arm to show Joseph the sins etched on her. Pride and Lust. As Joseph’s eyes dragged over the bloodied wounds, Faith smiled softly at Seraphine. Seraphine’s expression, however, was one of suppressed pain and frustration. Cheeks flushed, she yanked her sleeve down once Joseph nodded, and Jacob stared at her darkly. John’s hands traveled over her shoulders, squeezing gently as he stared at his older brothers. 

You’ve confessed your sins, Seraphine. But there’s still one more step. Training. See, what if these aren’t your only sins, and you betray us? We need a way to keep track of you, especially during this… “trial period”. That’s where my wonderful older brother, Jacob, comes in. He’s going to train you so that you learn that you can’t betray us without a punishment.

John whispered into her ear, Seraphine’s eyes traveling to the ginger brother. John pointed to the small wooden music box Jacob had in his hands.

You’ll become pretty familiar with that pretty quickly. I’m certain of it. 

At that, he let go of Seraphine’s shoulders, and she let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding in. Joseph turned away, and Faith beckoned Seraphine over with her hand, silent. Quickly, Seraphine walked out of the dimly lit “confession chamber” and into the hall, Faith embracing her. 

You see, it wasn’t so bad! 

Faith said comfortingly, but Seraphine glared at her instead. 

Are you kidding me, Rachel-

It’s Faith, Seraphine.

Faith said sternly, and Seraphine blinked, not used to the strong tone.

If it wasn’t so bad, Faith, then what sin did you get carved into your skin? 

Instead of telling her, Faith lifted the sleeve of her white dress, the word SLOTH printed in tattoo ink. Seraphine looked at her, and her eyes darkened.

This is a tattoo, Faith. Not a carving.

Oh, John changed his method of confession a little bit ago. He believes, and so does the Father, that this more… agressive method is better for truly seeing people’s sins.

Seraphine looked at Faith, her expression seemingly betrayed.

You told me that-

I told you that you would confess your sins. We’ve all committed them. But the only way to get to Heaven is to acknowledge them, and atone for them.

Seraphine pushed away from Faith, taking a step back as she pulled her jacket on, her boots clicking on the steel ground.

You are so lucky that I don’t want to be punished, or whatever John was saying.

She hissed, and walked away, to the stairs.

However, she didn’t get up many flights. As she stormed up, she heard a low whistle, as if calling for a dog’s attention. Tensing, she turned around, only to find Jacob leaning against a railing. 

You can’t just leave and go back home after a confession, little lamb.

Jacob said calmly, and Seraphine narrowed her eyes, before taking a breath and remembering any of the brothers could snap her neck and have nothing come to them for it.

And why’s that?

Well, you heard John. You have to do your training. That means coming with me up to the Whitetail Mountains. After that, and that’s if you pass your trials and your test, you can go and stay with your sister as a new herald in the Henbane River.

Training starts immediately?

Of course. 

Well, when do we leave?

Jacob sighed, and took a step toward her, crossing his arms.

Why are you always in a rush? When you first came here to confess, you said “let’s just get this over with” and now, you rush to leave. Does this place scare you?

Of course not.

Then what does?

That shut Seraphine up. She shut her mouth, her jaw tensing, and she blinked, looking away.

Is telling you an order? 

She asked, and Jacob scoffed.

Well, now it is.

Fine. I’m scared of one thing. And that’s… that’s my family dying. But it’s not just Faith that’s my family. My best friend, Alexandria. I can’t lose her, as much as I can’t lose Faith.

Jacob examined her closely, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

Thank you for sharing that, lamb.

He spoke softly, and Seraphine nodded, silent.

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LOL but seriously release the hounds

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