❛ 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄’𝚅𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙽, 𝙹𝙾𝙷𝙽𝙽𝚈-𝙱𝙾𝚈 ? ❜ for monsignor pruitt / @bobgray
Two bony hands tightened their grip on the beads of a rosary. It dangled from Monsignor Pruitt’s palms. The curtains of his home were drawn and heavy: no sunlight was to touch the cross nor the man holding it.
John Pruitt spent his days praying, eagerly waiting for his angel’s call behind tightly shut eyelids. There had been alarming revelations as of late and, though the clergyman knew there to be a reason for such horrifying happenings ( For who knows a person's thoughts except their own spirit within them? In the same way no one knows the thoughts of God except the Spirit of God —Corinthians 2:11 ), he could not help but feel fear in both his heart and thoughts. He required guidance, advice, a sign that what he had done and WHAT HE CRAVED FOR did not make him an evil man.
Pruitt swallowed hard and pressed his forehead to his praying hands. These days, communion felt very much like BEGGING —— and though he knew to be all alone in his room, he still could not bring himself to raise his voice above a whisper.
“ Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of mercy. Our life, our sweetness and our hope. To thee do we... ” A sharp and hot pain stabbed at his bowels and John slammed his closed fists against his nightstand, causing the lamp upon it to jolt. He needed to remain focus. “ To thee do we — ”
Another flash of pain tugged at his insides causing Pruitt to grit his teeth together. He had never felt hunger like this. It felt cataclysmic; as if not meant for mankind but for a storm or the sea. And this time, when the pain hit him, a voice accompanied it. It was not his angel, for he would never use such a mocking tone. His words were holy, ancient and beautiful — the ones interrupting his peace of mind felt mundane. Like something an ill-mannered child would say.
But they could not be of this world. For there was no one in that room with him. And they had beckoned to John by his christian given name.
“ Moses fasted for 40 days and 40 nights in order to feel closer to God. ” John tried. Sweat stuck to his forehead. And when he pulled his face away from his hands, he felt nauseous. “ Fasting from sin allows us to focus on what’s important. It — it clears the mind. ”
Hopefully it would not take him a month to feel holy again.
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you know what i was a mullet sceptic but i'm converted HE LOOKS SO FUCKING GOOD
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I love people who name their cars, and are enthusiastic about it too: like yes actually I’d love to meet your 2018 Toyota Carolla you named Bumpkin. And yes please do share the story behind the name, I would love to know.
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How long did it take you to develop your art style?
(Lowkey you've inspired me to try drawing again because the combination of good writing and drawing makes me want to do the same. I'm great at writing, need to get better at drawing X3)
Ehehe I’m so glad I can inspire you!! :D I never really specifically focused on developing a style, it just sorta happened naturally and is continuing to happen! I just let my art be whatever it wants to be
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i think i did as much art as i could handle in one day but lemme just say, i am so proud of myself for actually indulging in my hobby again because this winter was tough. i barely touched a pen. i thought i was breaking the promise i made to myself last year that i would keep practicing and making new art. but here i am. all it took was a deep, unhealthy obsession with star trek.
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gross oversharing post
So I've been swallowing? incorrectly? i hate this
agonizing these past few days because my throat hurts bad and the thing that helps is drinking much water. Which requires use of throat. Which hurts bad. I take naturally small sips anyway, and because every sip was excruciating I probably started taking even smaller sips. Without even realizing.
Well this morning. I accidentally. Took a huge gulp. And the pain was barely noticeable compared to how it's been. Still hurts when I'm not actively chugging but apparently my throat tortures me a lot less if I just fill the whole thing with water at once instead of like. Sipping. The way that I have my whole life.
Like I would never in a million years have known to ask if I was swallowing correctly, if drinking water differently would feel better on my throat. I'm so mad.
25 years.
Who the freak has to be taught how to swallow unpainfully
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I'm a lil late to the party but happy tdov <333 i love you all and i hope today has treated you kindly
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Made tasty sweet potato feta pasta which is good. Sat outside in the sun with my friends which was nice. Sorted the thing with my mum which was less bad than I worried about. Played some Zelda. Going to go to the board game cafe and play magic. I've got some Easter eggs bought so I can set up an Easter egg hunt for my housemates tomorrow morning
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me: weird, I’m not able to reblog anymore? If I click reblog nothing pops up. I notice ublock origin’s counter keeps going up, what gives?
tumblr:
why the fuck is a wordpress pixel preventing me from reblogging you loser ass website. I’m not on wordpress, this breakage shouldn’t be happening.
Tbf, if I open a new tab or refresh the page I’m able to reblog again - but if I’m deep in the dash that’s obviously not the ideal move to make. I’m assuming this has something to do with the new UI Tumblr’s using because this hasn’t happened before.
Also, having refreshed the page and basically JUST making this post - can you fucking not??
Maybe it’s because I have the logger open so it’s not refreshing things but uhhh yeah this is dumb, whatever’s happening here.
On top of my heart kinda racing (bad) by just using the new UI because it feels like I’m on twitter again I’m just so annoyed with everything @staff is doing >.> STOP IT god dammit
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