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walkswithmyfather · 30 days
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Amen! 🙏🕊️🙌
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miamaimania · 3 months
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"Saviour" by Susanna Majuri (2008)
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unbfacts · 1 year
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v-chase-art · 10 months
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the saviour 
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kyurizeu · 11 months
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Saviour. Masterlist(?)
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an: hello! I’m aware that i have another series thats’a not finished, but i started writing this one… it’s not like my usual posts but if u like this stuff i can post chapter 2. <3
Chapter Warnings: su1cide, self hate, crying, depression || later in the whole story there is Smut and fluff. This is a romance story
Chapter one - love, your stupid older brother
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You crumbled the note in your fist into a small ball, your knuckles turning white and red as a tear rolled down your face removing any mascara that could have been left on your tired eyes. You wished you suddenly just would’ve disappeared.. just drift into space and feel peace again. See him again. Apologise to him.
Still— here you were.. sitting in the darkest corner of your messy bedroom, crying.
Many pieces of paper surrounded your shaking curled up body. The room was loud with silence and your sniffles between crying your heart out. Your fist came up to your head and soon was repeatedly going back and forth towards your forehead.
“you.. d..dumb..”
Once you were able to finally take a breath without bursting into tears again, you opened your tired droopy eyes slowly, instantly focusing them on the ground. There was that one evil piece of paper unripped.
“Love, your stupid older brother”
Your face was emotionless. You stared at the paper for minutes, not a single thought crossed your mind, not even processing the words. A single tear ran down your face, it was comforting. It reminded you of his soft caressing of your cheeks when he comforted you. It reminded you of how he always wiped your tears from your eyes when you cried in his arms, something you needed right now. After aggressively wiping your face with your sleeves you brush your hand through your hair and get up, throwing the paper ball onto the ground and quickly leaving the apartment.
The wheels of your bike were wobbling underneath you as you rode off to nowhere. You didn’t even care what you looked like, the fact that it was raining or where you were going, all that mattered was that you needed to leave.
The material of cold wood pressed up against your skin and clothes as you sank down on the ground to lean on a tree, Eyes glued onto the water in front of you. Watching it shine from the reflection of the moonlight made you think if him, making a small smile from on your face. He loved the moon, especially the full moon. You two were always called the sun and moon. Chuckles left your mouth and a new set of tears streamed down your cheeks. You looked like a psychopath.
A couple people walked past, they might have even said something to you but you were too far away from reality to hear or care.
You snapped back to reality instantly when you felt something touch your shoulder.
“A-are you okay..? Miss..?”
You turned your head towards the soft and concerned voice behind you, only to see the most handsome man you’d ever seen.. He had wavy and fluffy brown hair, dark brown boba eyes, rosy plump lips and a heavenly face structure.
Making as little eye contact as possible you instantly got up and bowed a little as a gesture of apology for possibly disturbing him. You were just about to start walking away when he spoke up again. “A-are you okay?” His soft and gentle hand came in contact with your forearm. Your eyes went from his hand to his face all the way to stare dee into his eyes. The eye contact was intense. His eyes were soft, adorable, full of worry and concern. Yours on the other hand were tried and red, a mixture of mascara and tears smudged around them.
“U-umh… yeah. i’m sorry- i uhh…” You muttered with your eyes glued to the ground. you patted some dirt off of your clothes. “Are you sure?” he interrupted you.
You looked up making eye contact with him once again. His small comforting smile and doe eyes made something snap inside of you. You bursted into tears, dropping your head back down towards your feet to cover your face.
“I-it’s okay… um..” he softly placed his hands around yours. “Do you need a place to stay?” He caressed the skin of your palms with his warm fingers.
“Wha… n-no no.. i’m sorry i’m bothering you, sir..” Your eyes widened at the question. “It’s seriously okay.. I live right there”. He pointed at an apartment building near you two. Silence followed as you sniffled out a cry. “You can get cleaned up there… i-i just want to help…”
You have no idea why and how that man got you to agree, but soon you were in his apartment with a glass of water in your trembling hands.
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Tysm for ur support and love! Also tysm for 1000+ likes for 2 posts and 430 followers!
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usuibu · 5 days
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Omg!!! I live ur writing so much! The way you write eren is like literally perfect!! I was wondering if I could request reader walking home or at a party or just like out somewhere and they notice some people making her uncomfy and they cal eren to pick them up? Some fluff and comfort are my coping mechanism 😭
LMAO STOP THE COPING MECHANISM IS SO REAL💀💀 and ofc bb thankyou so much for the request i love you😋🥰
Im just gonna work off the whole saviour dynamic w eren and hopefully u dont mind
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More requests/masterlist
You don’t know why you’re here, you really should’ve just stayed home if only Mikasa hadn’t dragged you out.
“Cmonnnn it’ll be fun, I promise! Even Sasha’s coming!”
You really shouldn’t have listened to her, right now she’s - God knows where - with Sasha playing some obscure drinking game while you’re here sitting on the leather couch already intoxicated yourself.
You felt gross. Sticky even from the sweaty, crowded living room, humidity suffocating you. There was about 5 people on this couch made to fit only 2, you sat there staring down at your stupid sore feet in your stupid stupid heels with stupid strangers grazing your bare legs next to you.
The noise of the room tuned out as your tipsy brain was half conscious until you were snapped back into reality feeling a creeping hand on your shoulder.
Whoever was next to you was apparently speaking for long enough that you don’t know what they’re on about, “— or we could go back to my apartment..”
Your head snaps back up and you anxiously shrug off this guys tacky hand, sobering up just a little bit. Enough to start comprehending things.
“Sorry, I have to go” you say while peeling yourself off the leather, you don’t know where you have to go you just knew to leave because clearly you weren’t functioning well alone.
You turn and almost begin walking away until you almost trip on your stupid heels, this guys hand had gripped your arm rather too harshly to pull you right back onto the couch.
“Hey we were in the middle of something” he slurs, clearly a little more intoxicated than you.
You’re still so lost, why the fuck is he still talking? Why is this room is so hot? This couch is too sticky. His breath smells like shit. Your feet hurt like shit. You’re so tired all you want to do is leave at this point. All of your senses have been overwhelmed you can’t take it.
He continues to ramble nonsense again so you settle to tune it out again, unsure if your feet have the strength to even walk away and give resistance against this random ass guy if he tries anything worse.
You pull out your phone from your unpractically tiny bag and open your messages.
23:16 — Eren
Erenb
Yes this is erenb
Can gou pixk me up
How drunk are you💀
Honestly nor that nuch this tine
Thid guys bortherijf me hurry up ples😋
This guy??
What’s going on?
Donr asknme idek myslef💀💀 hes jusr weirdinf me out
Im coming dw mika sent me the address earlier
Otw
He didn’t lie when he said he’d be quick, honestly Eren was waiting for you to return from the party. He got too bored sitting in your apartment alone watching tv.
You get a call and immediately shoot up knowing Erens arrived. You’re still too drunk to process whatever this guy was doing.
You think he’s following behind you? Who knows? You get out the front door with a cool breeze hitting you. It’s much quieter out here which would be nice if this guy wasn’t still trying to pursue you even after a good ten minutes of radio silence from you.
You feel your body sigh with relief as you spot Eren’s car, you make eye contact with him through the front window smiling. You can slightly see how he grins at your drunken walk in your painful heels until your vision spins to face the guy.
His hand was now on your shoulder and before you knew it Eren was getting out of his car. Whoever this man was he was clearly upset?? Clearly drunk and clearly mad at you. He’s rambling and you still don’t want to listen, hes saying something about you not mentioning you had a boyfriend or anything along those lines?
All you knew is that he was mad, you could feel it in his inebriated grip on your shoulder. Then you start to feel the alcohol coming back up you’re system as his other hand creeps to hold your waist. “Cmon ditch your boyfriend”
Before you can get a word of disgust out you feel familiar arms save you from this repulsive guys hold. Eren shoves his chest as he drunkenly stumbles backwards.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Eren spits out as his arm ushers you to stand a little behind him. He isn’t really one for violence when it’s a complete stranger. He has better things to do than that.
He can tell he’s drunk and after a few nonsensical sentences pour out the guys mouth; Eren’s done eyeing him down with demise so he walks you back to his car while the guy drags himself back to the party.
“Are you alright?” He questions you while rubbing his hand against your arms to warm you up as much as he can walking down the party’s front yard.
“Yeah I’m alright now at least, thank you Eren”
“That guy looked fucking homeless”
You softly smile to yourself, at ease in Eren’s presence. Half the grossness you felt in that stupid party had already began dissolving.
The drive home was quiet, calm. You were dozing off in the passenger seat while you held his free hand in you lap. His thumb swept back and forth until you arrived home. He reaches behind into the back seat, you’re too hazy to question why really. Eren bends over to take off your heels to then slide ur home slippers on.
“I don’t know why you wore those tonight, you know they hurt”
“I know right?!” You huff back at him. He laughs softly at your drunken state and gets out the car. He opens your car door to usher you out and puts his arm around you to help you walk to your apartment.
He lies you down on the couch and tells u to stay which you have no real trouble doing. He returns to the room holding one of his navy blue t-shirts and grey shorts.
“Okay baby, take off ur dress” he says gently.
“At least ask me to dinner first” you retort back. You snicker at your own joke but take off your dress all the same. He slips his shirt and shorts onto you then carries you to your bed effortlessly.
“You’re soo strong, do you have a girlfriend?” you giggle while feeling up his muscular arms. He only laughs at you and quickly leaves to grab something. He returns again, your micellar water in one hand and your toner in the other, “hey which one is the makeup thingy to take it off?” He questions, trying to communicate with whatever sober is left in you. You point to the micellar bottle and he wipes your face with it. The cool water and Eren’s delicate touch was extremely soothing. Although making you even more tired it did sober you up a little more.
Once he’s done, he puts everything down and climbs in bed next to you, pulling the blanket up, he moves you so that you’re on your side and pulls your knee toward him so that your leg is over his legs. He moves his arm to lie under your neck and pulls your whole body nearer with his free hand now on the small of your back.
You inhale deeply the scent of his chest and neck, now intoxicated by his musky scent while his hand slides up to bring your head nearer while he breathes deeply too, face shoved in the top of your head.
He moves to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.“You okay?” He asks, voice just above a whisper.
“Now I am, that guy was weird”, you murmur back still with a face full of chest.
“Yeah he was a fucking weirdo” Eren says, now speaking at a normal volume. “You’re not going alone to those parties anymore, I’m having a word with Mikasa trust”
You laugh at his seriousness and press a kiss to his collar bone, “No laughing I’m serious” he smiles, making space between you too to be able to kiss your collar bone too. He litters playful kisses on your neck. You laugh more while he roughly moves on top of you to only press more ticklish pecks all over you; intentionally smothering you.
You stop him by grabbing both sides of his head and bringing his lips to yours. You kiss him softly while he willingly returns it. He deepens the kiss with his tongue swiping your bottom lip until you open your mouth in the slightest, letting him slip it inside.
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I need her so bad
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Cause right now ,mentally i am her
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But shes not coming to save me
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mashriqiyyah · 2 months
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Ibnul Qayyim (may Allaah have mercy on him) said:
"العاصي وإن تنعم بأصناف النعم، ففي قلبه من الوحشة والذل والحسرات التي تقطع القلوب ."
"Even if the sinner enjoys the various types of blessings, there exists in his heart loneliness, disgrace, and regret which cuts through the hearts."
[Ad-Daa Wad-Dawaa (vol.1 p120)] 📚
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wgm-beautiful-world · 7 months
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Cathedral of Saviour on Spilled Blood in Saint Petersburg, RUSSIA
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anticomedygarden · 1 year
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saviour
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When Sirius entered the library, it was dark outside. Of course, Remus had assured him when he left after breakfast, he'd only stay for a few hours.
That was 14 hours ago.
Now, there was only one hour until the library closed, and Sirius had to find his boyfriend. He started in the potions section, knowing that was Moony's worst subject (though worst was relative; Sirius was sure the boy could out-potion their entire year). When he didn't find him there, Sirius checked the arithmancy section. Still nothing. Next, he searched transfiguration. Nada. He went on and on until he'd looked through the entire library, even the restricted section. Remus was nowhere to be found.
Just when he'd given up, he heard a page turn coming from somewhere behind a bookshelf to his left. He turned toward it and shifted the books, making a window to look through, and snorted at what he saw.
Remus was sitting at a table covered in books, completely boxed in by bookshelves. It was no wonder Sirius couldn't find him.
He took out his wand and shifted the shelf in front of him just enough that he could slip through, and chuckled when he realized Remus was so engrossed in whatever he was reading that he didn't notice.
"There you are," Sirius said softly, yet Remus jumped.
"How long have you been there?" he asked, blushing furiously.
Sirius grinned. "Only a second. You, however, have been here far too long. Did you really move the bookcases so no one would bother you?"
Remus' blush deepened, but he didn't deny it. "I have to study."
"Remus, you've been here for-" Sirius glanced at his watch, "14 and a half hours, c'mon, the library closes in 30 minutes."
Remus held up a hand and looked back down at his book. "I'll leave in thirty minutes."
"Remus-"
"I've made it this long. I might as well go the whole day."
Sirius raised his eyes to the ceiling. "Fine, but at least eat something." He placed the small bag of food he'd pilfered from the kitchens on the table.
Remus sighed but took the bag. "My saviour."
Sirius sat down. "That's what you better say."
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nabiiiiii3 · 1 year
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Literally me everytime I realise life is worth living, cause of jason💀💗
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byfaithmedia · 4 months
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The reason for the season ✝️🎄
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unbfacts · 1 year
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Christus als das Licht der Welt, c. 1550 von Paris Bordone
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jameslmartellojr · 1 month
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"Pange lingua" (prayer incl.) – Hymn in honour of the Blessed Sacrament – Gregorian Chant
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