Jun 10, 2025
Most people rejected his message
They hated jesus (me) because he told them the truth
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Most people rejected his message
They hated jesus (me) because he told them the truth
SAPARATA RAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
DAWG I NEED MORE 1000 CIV FICS ITS SO DIRE
Okay but like??? i keep rewatching the 1000 civ video and it's SO PEAK!!! And i have some worms!! I FEEL SO ILL AND IVE JUST BEEN YAPPING TO MARCH ABOUT IT Mainly, I need a post-canon fic focusing on saps and his trauma. Like? Envision this: He's finally back home. He does his hardest to clean up the loose ends, checking for the survivors, finally being welcomed back into pandora, join other's with mourning, he even helps with Thomas5200's trial. But there is no stalling now, and saps finally comes back to where it all started, to his vacation home. It took him a while to finally boat here, but walking up to it he sees that it is virtually untouched. A sign to keep out or two and some cobwebs (some of the furniture and the ground seem stained darker, but he walks past it thinking that he can address that later) but it's mainly in one piece. He tries to rebuild it. Changing up the roof and floors (reminders of what happened here) and cleaning up where he can. Along the way, saps wonders about the people he's lost. Friends turned enemies and enemies turned friends. graves upon graves. They have peace all right, but the foundation of it are the bodies of hundreds. The spilt blood of innocents and otherwise are the iron foundation to this new era that is beginning and front of him. It eats at him, what with the part he unwillingly played in it. But he trudges on. He remakes his house. (He's so lonely) It takes him a while, but his home is close to done. Still, doubt creeps on him. Every new block mined and placed, he can't help but hear echoes of the first time he made it. Still, people like to drop by and praise him for the renovations. And despite all logic, he invites them over. He misses the noise. Yet, It's not the same. The house feels wrong.
This home- This HOUSE. It's tainted. RUINED (Like him) SOMETHING SOMETHING THE MISSING PIECES ARE YAOI I AM NOT A WRITER
ALSO SOMETHING ABOUT HOW HE CANT SLEEP CUZ HE KEEPS STARING AT THE CEILING WONDERING IF SOMEONE PUT A TRAP THERE. WHICH HE KNOWS DOESN'T MAKE SENSE BECAUSE HE MADE SURE HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO BUILT IT. HE EVEN CONSTANTLY CHECKS IF IT GOT MESSED WITH.
ALSO I WAS CONSIDERING ADDING SOMETHING WITH KNIGHT ARCTURUS?? IDK MAYBE SOMETHING ABOUT BUILDING AND SHIT AND HOW HE ALSO KNOWS WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE THE MOST WANTED MAN ALIVE AND LIKE THE BUILDS THEY MAKE GETTING TAINTED WITH BLOOD (esp due to the actions of people they admired/cared for (schpood and fluixion))
anyways ill talk more about this but im feeling dumb rn and i need to get back to work rip
ITS ME @mismarch LIVE FROM LUKAS’ IPAD. MY PHONE IS BROKEN AND I DONT HAVE ANY OTHER WAY OF ACCESSING SOCIAL MEDIA FOR THE NEXT 12 HOURS OR SO. IF YOU HAVE MESSAGED ME, MARCH THE GREAT AND SLAY, IN THE LAST 10 HOURS AND I HAVE NOT RESPONDED THAT IS WHY. THIS IS VERY CRINGE AND NOT SLAY!!! BUT WE WILL POWER THROUGH THIS CHAT