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caught-a-dragonfly · 2 years
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What you've made... it's beautiful. It took me a long time to see that.
Made for the #AmaraDays event created by @roublardise
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plutoniclesbian · 2 years
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Amara + the world
None of this was a failure. Not a tree, not a human.
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casboobs · 2 years
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— why fall when you can rise ; she whispered | A.M (via ginnys)
for @roublardise amara days
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castielista · 2 years
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Amara + Hubble Telescope images for @roublardise 's Amara days
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laufire · 2 years
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Here the whole world (stars, water, air, And field, and forest, as they were Reflected in a single mind) Like cast off clothes was left behind In ashes, yet with hopes that she, Re-born from holy poverty, In lenten lands, hereafter may Resume them on her Easter Day.
For @roublardise #AmaraDays
[Caption: gifs of Amara in Supernatural accompanied by the poem above. The first three show Amara extending her arms, her hair in the wind, and looking up at the sky when she thinks Chuck is finally coming to her, before the angels try to attack her; Chuck extending a hand to her and Amara taking it, healing him; and Amara turning back and seeing the dying flowers around her, horrified. Those gifs are fused with a sequenced of a sunset. The last three show Amara smiling, her hair covered in snow; Amara sitting in a bench looking up, holding a flower with her eyes closed; and Amara’s face illuminated by light (when she heals Chuck). Those three gifs are fused with a sequence of a sunrise.]
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castielhasabigdick · 2 years
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I see a Technicolor shadow
Underneath your window
For Amara Days @roublardise
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There's no way you'll make it out alive
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O BROTHER WHERE ART THOU? 2:1-3
Sister,
wrath takes many forms.
Something like
Thunder.
Dark and boiling.
Let's just say,
she punches skyward. Thunder!
a little blackout poem about Amara for the Amara days @roublardise is hosting! I couldn't resist actually making it blackout and inverting the colours of the script, because after all Amara is The Darkness <3
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chimerazodiac · 2 years
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plutoniclesbian · 2 years
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15.02 Raising Hell
Small talk? Really? Why are you here?
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casboobs · 2 years
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for @roublardise amara days
amara - i am not a woman i'm a god
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magdaclaire · 2 years
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someone send me an amara prompt i need to write for amara weekend (link here remember to participate!)
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laufire · 2 years
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After church, my brother teaches me dirty words & all of them are ways to be womaned.
For @roublardise #AmaraDays
[Caption: stills from Supernatural focused on Amara and Chuck, with a gif effect of tv static in each of them. The set includes Amara lying down in a spa with Chuck sneaking in, massaging her head while she has her eyes closed before asking her to leave Earth with him, fused with Amara’s horrified expression when Chuck told her about the Winchesters’ real plan and betrayal; Amara sitting on the spa’s table and facing Chuck covered in a towel with an skeptic expression, accompanied by Amara accepting Chuck’s hand before fusing with him; Amara in a pool, looking up at the falling stars; and a close-up to Amara’s eye in the previous moment, fused with Chuck’s smirk after he’s absorbed Amara, one eye all black and the other one with a blue shine.
The images include verses prom the poem “Churching” by Kristin Chang. They say: “My brother still leaves me voicemails that sound like prayer. He kneels in my doorway, says this is the last time. This is the last time I’ll be someone else’s god. Godhood is just like girlhood: a begging to be believed.”]
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roublardise · 2 years
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hii!! i don't have a new cool banner, but i just wanted to thanks everyone who participated in the little #amaradays celebration, may it be by creating or sharing!
before i go back to being busy, here's a little recap of everything people have made:
videos:
East of Eden - by @knifelesbianjo
Close your eyes - by @lesbianjoannaharvelle
This is me - by @roublardise
I am not a woman I'm a god - by @annaslittlebiitch
writing:
O Brother where art thou? 2:1-3 - by @mrcowboydeanwinchester
invisible - by @annaslittlebiitch
time to grow up - by @annaslittlebiitch
[untitled] - by @chimerazodiac
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her body is Bible - by @angelfishofthelord
Amara + the world - by @heartcastiel
"Churching" - by @laufire
Here the whole world.... - by @laufire
I talk to God but the sky is empty - by @laufire
destruction/creation - by @laufire
15.02 Raising Hell - by @heartcastiel
edits:
Castle - by @chimerazodiac
why fall when you can rise ; she whispered - by @annaslittlebiitch
Amara + Hubble Telescope images - by @castielista
Technicolor - by @cassiterite
Amara moodboard - by @queerstudiesnatural
others:
this stunning piece - by @caught-a-dragonfly
a playlist - by @annaslittlebiitch
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I've included older stuff that got rbed this week-end! and I still have my own post with links to most of my Amara related creation
I HOPE i didn't forget anyone, but if I've missed anything PLEASE reach out to tell me 🙏 I've loved seeing everyone's art!! 🥰
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chimerazodiac · 2 years
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It was cold and dark and endless where she was. And for the first time in her whole existence, Amara as afraid. And alone. She screamed and cried into the emptiness, but the only response she got was her own echo. What hurt the most was the betrayal. Betrayed by her own brother.
She lost all sense of time. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, hours to days, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months turned into years, years turned to decades, which turned to centuries.
"Just kill me already! Please!" Amara screamed into the nothingness that surrounded her. She was tired of it. If she were human her throat would've been sore, her voice hoarse - if she didn't lose it - from years upon years of screaming and crying. She begged - praying, wishing - for a death she knew would never come.
And then one day - she was free.
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casboobs · 2 years
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invisible
for @roublardise amara days
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Transcript:
out of the ice cold dark waters
of the abyss i was born
now i sympathize with all things
rotten out there festering alone
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why is everyone else enough as they are but not me
and don't try to tell me it's my perception
i've had enough of your make believe condescension
i am hurting and you mock me again
you try to gaslight me but i'm done
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because i'm sure of what i know
and i feel it in the way i am treated
i am, unlike most, invisible as a spectre
and i don't want to be loud i shouldn't have to be
i want people to invite me in without having to ask
but i go unnoticed
so i bleed in the dark
hoping to run out
cease this painful existence somehow
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