Discover Top Posts Tagged with #u.u.

Dear Charlie,

I don’t know if you’ll understand me because I can barely understand myself but I’ll give it a shot incase anyone else reading this will. I lost my virginity to him, the boy I loved. At first I thought it was perfect because we both had been waiting for the moment for over a year. But now since it’s been a few months and a breakup later, I realize that it didn’t go as I had wished it would. I wish we would of been more intimate, skin to skin, my eyes lost in his, passionate. But instead it was rushed and plain. It really breaks my heart to write while I’m blurring my sight with tears but I just wish so badly to have felt his love more because I’ll never have that moment given back to me again. I’ll never share that moment with anyone again, especially not the person who had promised me a future with together. Maybe if we had taken our time more and felt our warm skin on each other, he wouldn’t of left me. But I guess I shouldn’t be so immature about it because a lot of people have it so much worse and I was so lucky in that sense. I just hope you understand me in the right way. With love, u.u

#dear charlie #u.u.

I want to be mean today

“ IF IT’S TO ME, you’ll have to try very hard. “ He sets the book down on his lap then and looks her over. “If it’s to your brother, just don’t make him cry too much. “

dad prompts : @alleyborn .

#⌜𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙.⌟ : inbox .#u.u.#alleyborn

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

Qs are not field agents, not in the least. They’re trained for certain instances, sure, but mostly they were tech jockeys meant to dream up smaller better gadgets and monitor and prevent security threats.

But sometimes the fight comes to them; sometimes they’re unable to rely on their agents for their own safety.

And sometimes, picking up a gun and killing a man in defense, is an inevitable part of the job.

He’d seen death before; seen people get shot over CCTV feeds, been around to see covered bodies carried out in gurneys— but he had never shot a man.

Until now.

The man had crumpled on top of him, a dead weight pinning Q down and Q scrambled to be free; to get away and continue running as fast and as far as his legs would take him— but shock had rooted him in place the moment he stood, gun still pointing at the dead body of his pursuer until hurried footsteps rounded the corner and drew his aim.

“Q!— Q, it’s me…”

007 lifted his hands, stopping in his tracks before Q realized who it was. James recognized that wide-eyed look; had seen it so many times before.

It’s here he’s slow and gentle, tentatively moving to lower Q’s weapon, maintaining eye contact. It’s here he assess the scene with a quick glance, from the man on the floor to Q himself.

--There’s another man’s blood on Q’s cardigan.

It isn’t something he brings up, not now at least. He needs his Quartermaster to focus. So he does what he thinks is enough: He lifts his hand, placing it solid against the back of Q's neck, letting thumb touch upon a cheek.

It’s grounding; Q’s eyes flicker to James, wide, still full of fear, but focused. That’s right, 007 was here now, he was safe.

But before he could manage words, James is leaning in, pressing lips against his forehead which draws another kind of shock; aborting any thought process what might’ve been kickstarted by touch alone.

James pulls back, leaving his hand in place, “You alright?”

Q nods, a quick and abrupt motion; tense in delivery, but he’d completely forgotten about the body on the floor, or the gun in his hand.

“Good.” Spoken coolly. James takes the gun from Q’s grip with one hand, before gently taking his wrist with the other to lead him away.

“Let’s go.”

#desealladh #acts of intimacy meme #THAT MOMENT WHERE YOU USE A KISS TO DISTRACT AND ULTIMATELY BREAK YOUR QUARTERMASTER IN A DIFFERENT WAY.#now they run hand in hand to safety.#u.u.#Q's first kill YALL #he's going to need tea-- like at least an entire pot of tea.

@tomhuntz

btw esta canción agarra el tono de la ultima convo de Dastan y Oliver, aunque los lyrics no tengan tanto que ver hahaha. Que ni supe cómo se llama la ship (? XD. Me agrada por el piano pueh.

#traumado forevah #u.u.#Dastan #Dastaliver #(? haha

#u.u.#hayallerim

Today's U.U. Sermon: What worship is to me..

After today's sermon, I was asked by a member of our church what "worship" meant to me.. She was curious to get a pagan's input on the discussion.

I replied by saying that I never really identified with the word "worship." Worship has always had a christian connotation to me. I call myself a pagan but my views on existence are very much pantheistic. Science teaches us that we all derive from a primary source, an explosion of matter composing the entirety of the cosmos as we know it. This is the main reason pantheism appeals to me.

Jim, another member, defined "worship" showing honor or reverence for something of great 'worth'. When you break down the word like that it takes on a new meaning. After a bit of time to reflect on this new definition, I guess I could say that I honor the cyclic motion seen throughout the life. The turning of the seasons, the balance of the biosphere, and the continuation of life on earth. For me, this is definitely worth worshiping.

#Pagan #pantheist #worship #U.U.#church #myposts #PersonalMagick

Människor svarar bara vettiga saker när frågan handlar om dem själva

#-U.U.#u.u #u.u.#-u.u #psykokliniken #svenska #ord #sanning #ignorans #ungdomar #less #tröttsamt #uttråkad #löjligt #äkta #mänsklighet #mänskliga ignoransen #egoism

- U.U

#vacker #ful #psykokliniken #u.u #U.U.#smicker #ord #svenska #svenska ord #kärlek #avund