#mr ibis

[hoffmans-hoffman]

Mr Jacques and Mr Ibis wondering what Lyle is doing upstairs:

Lyle screaming the lyrics to Good 4 you as he burns photos of him and his ex girlfriend:

[hoffmans-hoffman]

Sometimes a family is Two Egypt Gods that run a funeral home, their shy Greek Spirit trans son that has a leaking inky issue and their crazy daughter

Enji owned by @sclvixtcxnnxcticn

[hoffmans-hoffman]

“And they ask ‘Who is he?‚ and I have to laugh...so hard...I say ‘You don't even recognize your son Gaia and Aether? The boy you threw away so effortlessly just because you thought he wouldn't have powers, because you thought he was a mistake‚ I tell them that every time...but then Lyle walks in this time, I was so proud of him. He said ‘Dad? Are they bothering you?‚ he looked at me and Aether's eyes were wide because he realized that me and Mr Jacques are Lyle's family now not him and Gaia. Lyle is my son, no matter what other people or gods or even spirits say. That is my baby boy, me and Anubis helped that boy when his own family turned their backs to him, Lyle is my son, blood or not„

- Mr Ibis aka Thoth

[hoffmans-hoffman]

“Mr Ibis, his mind is in a different place would you give him a little space„

“He needs to realize that there is a war going on, he needs to pull his head out of the clouds„

“He just now has control fully over, give him some fucking time„

“Mr Jacques„

“Yes Lyke„

“Im going to hangout with Enji„

“Be safe„

“Be back by 4 pm„

“Yes sirs„

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[wilder-fangirl]

'It doesn't matter that you didn't believe in us," said Mr. Ibis. "We believed in you.'

I gasped, for some reason. I ran it back like 6 times. I cried. The voice actor added even more to it. I mean. The way he says it. He's so completely sure in what he's saying. He says it like he's revealing a hidden truth that has been beneath all things that exist and has woven them together, unseen, since the beginning of time. It's this huge fact. But it's so simple. It's been there all along, if only you could see it.

[buecherundmehr]

"We need individual stories. Without individuals we see only numbers: a thousand dead, a hundred thousand dead, 'casualties may rise to a million.' With individual stories, the statistics become people—but even that is a lie, for the people continue to suffer in numbers that themselves are numbing and meaningless. [...] Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives. A life, which is, like any other, unlike any other."

excerpt from American Gods by Neil Gaiman

[buecherundmehr]

"Lives are snowflakes—unique in detail, forming patterns we have seen before, but as like one another as peas in a pod (and have you ever looked at peas in a pod? I mean, really looked at them? There’s not a chance you’d mistake one for another, after a minute’s close inspection.)"

from American Gods by Neil Gaiman

[buecherundmehr]

"No man, proclaimed Donne, is an Island, and he was wrong. If we were not islands, we would be lost, drowned in each other’s tragedies. We are insulated (a word that means, literally, remember, made into an island) from the tragedy of others, by our island nature, and by the repetitive shape and form of the stories. We know the shape, and the shape does not change. There was a human being who was born, lived, and then, by some means or other, died. There. You may fill in the details from your own experience. As unoriginal as any other tale, as unique as any other life.

[...]

We draw our lines around these moments of pain, and remain upon our islands, and they cannot hurt us. They are covered with a smooth, safe, nacreous layer to let them slip, pearl-like, from our souls without real pain."

excerpt from American Gods by Neil Gaiman