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Saint Sebastian Healed by an Angel – Theodor Rombouts // Apotheosis of Saint Sebastian – Sebastiano Ricci // Dark Bird – Jake Wesley Rogers
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lasplaga · 6 days
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❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜ ( :3 )
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𓆙      —      𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐁𝐄𝐒 --- ALWAYS Accepting!
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Death was a beautiful thing ; To decompose, your life essence fertilizing the soil. To return to the dust from whence ALL came. It was the destiny Osmund was born by, abided by, & would DIE by. The tragic fate of everlasting life & rebirth claimed him upon conception, & only through the complete destruction of his physical form, would he be given TEMPORARY release. --- Until the curse which claimed the chosen people would rear it's ugly, rotting head, invoking 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝕟𝕥𝕚-ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥 & his demons into the material plane through a method of mysterious RESURRECTION.
" 𝔄𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔬 𝔣𝔬𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔡𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔶𝔯? " It was sickening how he hand-waved the threat with a laugh, as if amused by the very notion. But, there was a solemn gospel to it, for Albert & Osmund were both upheld by institutions which preached UNITY through DISCIPLINE. The former breaking the shackles of oppression, betraying the masters ; The latter EMBRACING the chains which bound him to an insidious, otherworldly force, for he was a spirit gifted 'freedom' of free-will. " '𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔯 𝔢𝔰 𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔯.' --- 𝔗𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔢 ℑ𝔖 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢. "
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It was not so much the VIRUS which coursed through his veins which spurred the fascination, but gruesome intrigue with his psyche & the verbal confrontation with another sanctimonious 'deity'. If Albert considered himself above --- to WHAT end was the extent? Were human beings diminutive animals? Play-things? Lambs to the slaughter? ...Or in his world, did they cease to exist, ascended by evolution through a PROTOTYPE?
The Lord was blind despite 'enlightenment' to the reality he was merely a tool to be used. Another vessel to be selflessly sacrificed. " 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔯𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔢 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯, 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤. " Or, was he cognitively aware, accomplished with his prestigious bloodline & at peace with the unsavory truth?
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astrumborn · 2 years
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// Seeing how Lightbringer is an ascended Starborn, they cannot truly die. Yes they will perish but they will always come back after a while.
That doesn't mean that they don't remember the pain and anguish while dying. Unfortunately, due to them feeling guilty and thus choosing the path of martyrdom...they would not hesitate to let you kill them. Because they feel like they deserve it.
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Whump Potluck!
To celebrate 400 followers (!!!! What?!??), I encourage everyone to share a recipe for their favorite whump scenarios. And, because everyone always has more than one favorite (I know I do!), share another recipe! And another if you like! Not only does this get the info-nugget out of your brain, but you could find others who enjoy the same thing and it could even help some struggling writers! Better yet, why not use these delicious recipes as writing prompts? I'll start with my own favorite recipe:
Comfort Can Hurt
Restrained/Handcuffed
Blood loss
Thrilling/Intense rescues
Panicking teammates
Manhandling
Grasping hands (for comfort, to keep from getting separated, trying to break free, etc.)
"Just hold my hand. You're gonna be fine."
Can't breathe/Catch their breath (!!!!!)
Struggling against caretakers because it hurts
"[Name], you need to calm down!"
Involuntary sedation
Can't go wrong with some classy whump tropes, am I right? Here's one more:
Martyrdom Idiot Heroes
Strong/Angry at the world/Distant whumpee (thinks everyone couldn't care less about them)
Pushing past their limits
Self-sacrifice
Gunshot injury
Blood loss
Injury reveal (jacket/coat w/ a white undershirt? (!!!))
Collapsing (with a dash of teammates rushing to catch them)
"It's okay, we've got you."
Sunshine medic turning into angry, no-nonsense medic
Soft/Hazy awakenings (esp. if everyone else is sleeping nearby/standing guard)
Confusion at being coddled
"Pull that stunt again and see what happens."
See?? Delicious. Feel free to contribute or modify recipes to fit your personal tastes <3 no recipe is too niche or too flavorful!
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d34thbr34th · 5 months
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a moment of silence for the deceased. a moment of silence for the martyred. a moment of silence, for those who took their final breath, with the name of allah on their tongue.
a moment of silence for palestine.
may you rest in heaven, at peace finally, finding home where home was robbed from you.
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visionkept · 5 months
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gonguji: Inazuma Archon Quest but TOMO HAS A GUN dkjemwhd
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So actually, to that anon hoping beyond hope that the writers acknowledge Ruby’s suicidal mindset, RT just called it martyrdom.
So no. They won’t acknowledge Ruby’s attempt on her own life. They don’t even know they wrote it that way.
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swordsonnet · 1 year
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témoin, or: guidance for a martyr
and in the morning, when the men come with their pitchforks and flaming torches, to drag you across the village square and to your violent end, let it be known that you did not resist. you have always known this was going to happen. you have always prayed for this to happen.
to be a woman in this world is to be an open wound. to have a body like yours is to have a target painted on your back. you tried to purify your body, turn it into a temple, but it was never clean enough for that, so you had to make it a sacrifice instead. the lamb, after all, is always innocent.
when they strip the skin off your naked body, when they burn the flesh clean off your bones, when they cut off your breasts and leave you androgynous as an angel, you must not scream. your lips must not make a single sound that is not prayer.
remember that your torment is the divine weapon you wield, not just another act of senseless violence. remember that you are a torchbearer, a blaze of righteous truth, not just another beautiful corpse. remember that your flesh was rotten from the start. remember that your body is only holy when it bleeds.
when they rip your still-beating heart from the desecrated ruin of your body, will they hold one last fragile piece of god in their hands? will your suffering have been worth it?
you have to believe that. whatever happens, you must have faith. faith that the sun will rise for you once more. faith that you will leave your fleshly prison far behind and ascend to a kingdom of pure light, where the rivers run golden and the trees bear the sweetest fruit, where your wounds will be healed and your blood turned to honey, where pain is but a distant memory.
you must believe. if you don't, all of this will have been for nothing. if you don't, your blood will just be blood, soaking into vulgar soil. even when there is nothing left to hold onto, no more holiness to claw from your broken bones, you must believe.
fix your eyes upon the light. trust that there is a god above who has seen something to love in your shattered soul and will not let you fall.
don't lose sight of that light. maybe every scar you bear has been a sign from god. maybe you were never a victim, always a saint. the most tragic thing in the world is pain without a purpose.
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bowling-with-skulls · 2 years
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is there anything more delicious than when a character gets Saint Sebastian’d
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yonemurishiroku · 2 years
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Tw: gore, violence
Fantasy Royal AU with Vampire Prince Nico di Angelo thrusting a hand through another’s chest with a sad, pity-seasoned “My father wouldn’t be this lenient”.
My excuse to write Nico in that fancy gothic Victorian clothing, really.
And also the Underworld family as rich and fearsome royalties.
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firespirited · 8 months
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My teen and early adult 'fixation' on suicide was vaster than i'd thought (hate to call it a special interest even if that's really the correct term). I kind of blocked it out as necessary learning that wasn't worth thinking about ever again the moment it truly hit me that dad could self sabotage but never hurt himself that directly - this wasn't like all the cases where people didn't think the person they cared about wasn't that unwell, I wasn't going to be blind sided after all - ... I immediately moved on and tried to forget every last bit. Deliberately avoided all related topics aside from euthanasia in the already terminal, the pros and cons from an advocacy standpoint.
Those of you who've been following for a while know i can infodump at the drop of a hat about how auto-erotic asphyxiation is really hard to differentiate from regular suicide (along with strongly worded "no breath play" screeds), about "no guns if you have mental health issues" being inaccurate and insufficient enough because escalating disputes often don't get a mental health diagnosis.
I was able to recognize intrusive thoughts of self violence and even repeated phrases as non-suicidal in 2021 and stop being so scared (which helped it ease off actually) so I guess it wasn't for naught.
But uh yeah, there's a huge folder in my brain about martyrdom: the personal, the collective, the societal. celebrated or unnoticed. religious or heroic. misguided ableism and ageism. this one is personal on multiple levels not just the ableism stuff, the martyr stuff I was raised to sort of wish for and folks i knew in the mindset. kept getting dinged by media not world events so I started using doesthedogdie and watching after a full season had aired.
(another folder: technically not suicide but also very much slow suicide tempting death and the will to 'not be'. This one gets triggered regularly. It's part of the reason I'm vocal about eating disorder content and patterns of behaviour like calorie counting, 'clean' eating... it's not because I have a problem with food or my weight but I know the death rates and know the various spirals and they're haunting.)
The past few days I've posted a couple of uncharacteristically glib sounding things. I'm okay and it's not out of character, it's just a piece of me that rarely appears and approaches very dark subject matter with near scientific detachment in the wording and a lot of unspoken resigned sadness that doesn't come across in text and i probably couldn't put into words if i dared to: a pain that's more suffocating numbness than spiky.
The way the subject matter takes over my brain as high priority despite fighting it (and of course life's doing its usual chaos LOL) mean that i haven't been as present as wanted. I see new mental patterns to break and am going to work on it. 💚 Stay safe everyone.
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Charlotte's Art History Tarot - The Minor Arcana - Suit of Pentacles
learn about the suit of pentacles
Ace // pull this card - interpret this card
2 // pull this card - interpret this card
3 // pull this card - interpret this card
4 // pull this card - interpret this card
5 // pull this card - interpret this card
6 // pull this card - interpret this card
7 // pull this card - interpret this card
8 // pull this card - interpret this card
9 // pull this card - interpret this card
10 // pull this card - interpret this card
Page // pull this card - interpret this card
Knight // pull this card - interpret this card
Queen // pull this card - interpret this card
King // pull this card - interpret this card
major arcana // suit of cups // suit of wands // suit of swords
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chaoscrawls · 1 year
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"Take a deep breath, okay, I'm going to help." Har using her power to take their pain away 👀
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blood blood blood blood - Accepting
This stupid flesh suit would drive the god to insanity if they weren’t already halfway there. Some strange altercation had led the mortal form to suffer several nasty stab wounds, and they hurt. Badly in fact. Not only was this form weaker than their monstrous visage, but it also felt so much more pain. So, when they had stumbled across her they couldn’t decide whether it was a cruel turn of fate or luck. 
“Yes well, I would take that under advice if it didn’t-” The god winces and the words turn to ash in their mouth. A hiss of air sucks through their teeth as her hands survey the wounds before beginning the process. They really would rather this was done quickly as they felt their hold on this form loosening, and wherever here was, was not the place to become a strange eldrich being. Already the edges of their flesh suit has begun blurring and sizzling as shadows attempted to break their way through.
Yet just as they change their mind and begin formulating some snarky way to ask her to speed it up the pain begins to ease off. A warmth floods over the areas that had been stinging cold like sharp blades. The crimson that had been readily flowing, staining their clothes had now begun slow and the skin around the edges was attempting to stitch itself together. “Oh...Oh fuck..” They groan, relief taking over them and their visage stabilising. Slowly their head falls backwards, brown locks shadowing their eyes. “Fuck…that feels much much better.”
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My father once told me that the
strongest proof for the existence of God
lies in the Martyrs.
That there is no explanation for the
willingness to die
than utter, perfect, divine conviction.
Let us be the Martyrs then.
Let them burn us
with tear gas and pepper spray.
Let them hang us
with our shame, hiding in closets.
Let them crucify us
on their oaken desks of law
But this time we will be throwing bricks back
all the while.
Let me be their Martyr,
and maybe through their tears—
wondering why
their child had to leave them—
they will see, that as the apostles,
and all the angels and saints, before me
I could no more deny the truth.
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mycenaae · 11 months
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well my grandpa is in the hospital again with a fractured pelvis & hip (from his fall on the weekend), a UTI, and COVID, and my abusive grandmother decided today was the day to turn on my mom and tell her that she hopes my mom finds them both dead tomorrow because "then you'll be happy". so i'm gonna get drunk and order a pizza tonight i think!
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shallowseeker · 2 years
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On Tongues Being Removed & Martyrdom
“But if you take my voice,” said the little mermaid, “what will be left to me?” “Your lovely form,” the witch told her, “your gliding movements, and your eloquent eyes. With these you can easily enchant a human heart. Well, have you lost your courage? Stick out your little tongue and I shall cut it off.”…”There’s your draught,” said the witch. And she cut off the tongue of the little mermaid, who now was dumb and could neither sing nor talk.
Punish Thee for Daring to Speak So Dean had his tongue metaphorically cut out... "In the Western tradition, tonguelessness is ritualistic and punitive." The mother was allowed to utter RUN, LYLE, and BRADY. Lyle and Brady can both mean island, and there's a rabbit sacrifice painting and an island hanging over the boys' bed, so... It's definitely interesting.
Death to Rebels & Martyrdom ...and then he was impaled on a hook. (Impalement was also used during times of war to "suppress rebellions, punish traitors or collaborators, and punish breaches of military discipline.)" The fact that he's thrust on a cross scaffold during a battlement looks an awful lot like gaunching, which was seldom used because it was regarded as "too cruel." I mean, damn. Hooks could also be placed on walls and used to execute criminals and enemy soldiers in a very public way. Unwilling to be Misrepresented And Cas was linked symbolically to a similar "stabbed-in-the-back" execution style, which is a type of killing that's meant to drag a person down to resolve feelings of tension. It is also politically used to discredit a person; in this case to discredit Cas as a main character. Backstabbers are often insecure or jealous of you. So IF that killer is Kripke/Singer, there you go. The fact that this was the FIRST kill is the mark of misrepresentation. I’m one reading, Chuck made the monsters, then changed the rules of the in-universe writing rules and pretended that there never were any. Character assassination. Drained/Juiced Cas and Sam are both also linked to exsanguination (Sam and that strange strange djinn-like hospital bed setup with the equally strange swell of the music). This was first mentioned in the Golden Times episode. Exsanguination in history is used as a method of slaughter. “Before the fatal incision is made, the animal will be rendered insensible to pain by various methods, including captive bolt, electricity, or chemical. Electricity is used mostly to incapacitate swine, poultry, and domestic sheep, whereas a chemical is used for injured livestock.”
Meat meat meat
This is why in season 15, Dean and Cas and Ketch and other hunters are so often depicted in front of meat symbols. That's why POT ROAST is invoked in the script for Charming Acres and it's why John is cooking A MEAN POT ROAST in Heaven. Having recently watched Dog Dean and gleaned a lot of useful existential sacrifice narrative from it, I kinda wanna rewatch everything and see if the spectre of meat is ominous sacrifice. Missing Heart / Sacrificed Hearts / Heart Attacks Then there's the missing hearts, the hearts ground to dust, over and over and over again. The death squeezing hearts. Hearts are the seat of the individuals when it comes to sacrifice. Taking them reunites them with the main god. They lose individuality AND free will. Even friggin Ketch after he falls for Rowena and remains loyal to his friends. Sam's heart stops at the end of the show. He's lost free will. And you all told him it was ok. Submit. Shhh, shhh. Sammy. Just give in. It’s pretty. It’s shiny and soulless. You just feed the monster and it gives you money and fame and stuff, just like Lee said. Torn Asunder Benny was torn apart by his own kind because he was an idealized male love interest. :( A mark of high treason and most importantly, a dire warning by the ones in charge for the resistance to obey NOW or else. Not even gonna touch that Benny and Lee are parts of himself that Dean killed for Sam Chuck. (I'm tired of the evil Sam meta at the moment, lol) Sacrificing to God? Jack said, unprompted, "They won't have to pray or sacrifice to me." Which is odd because sacrifice is not something Jack had been struggling with or even talking about. Then we pan up to the Charming Acres-style advertisements (15x19). “Many ancient peoples believed that offering up one of their own would appease their gods in times of drought, famine, and (eerily) epidemics.” I don't know what that means exactly, but it's weird. Human sacrifice was EVERYWHERE in Season 15. And like, at the recap of 15x20, there was the line, "He killed his son." I mean, Jesus-connection l, yes, but… maybe more gladiator spectator sport. The coolest thing is NOBODY noticed this about 15x20, especially not the GA, and nobody really cared. As long as it was shiny and cool and sticking to the formula, they couldn't care less about the characters, even when they were clearly murdering the family they were saving and not acting like themselves (they acted like this periodically, and the show has flirted with larking murder before…like with thinman or in Last Holiday…. But it rendered the characters stupid and oafish. Especially Sammy. LOL. With their gliding movements and eloquent eyes. They're being punished for free will.
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