The Divinie Power in Death

Carrying Chest Surmounted by Anubis

This carrying chest is surmounted by the Anubis, a jackal-headed god made of wood, varnished black, and wrapped in linen.

The details of the animal are gilded except for the claws, which are made of silver. The eyes are made of alabaster and obsidian. The chest is in the form of a shrine, decorated with friezes of the Djed and Tyet signs, which are symbols of stability and protection.

The chest had been placed on a sledge with four carrying poles. The roof of the shrine acts as a lid. Numerous amulets in faience, eight pectorals, and alabaster vases and cups were placed in the compartments inside.

From the Tomb of Tutankhamun (KV62). Now in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo. JE 61444

I am accepting 2spoopy art requests and commissions! Small pieces or chest-up, to ensure it gets done quickly!

          Don’t do it. Just don’t.

           What someone writes on THEIR blog is THEIR business alone. What they roleplay is nobody’s business but THEIRS. What subject is being represented, light or dark, is no one’s business but for both consensual partners writing together, and it does NOT mean either party condones what actions or subjects are written. Where the hell has this mentality even COME from? How do you live life outside?  You must not be reading a lot of books because they’re chuckful of dark content and guess what? The rest of the world, for the most part, understand it stays between the pages. You have a CHOICE to consume what appears in front of you or not. YOU chose to be there. YOU chose to read their threads, pages, etc. If you don’t agree with a book’s contents, you’ll put it back down and won’t buy it. Are you gonna set the library on fire because one of their books talked about a subject you don’t agree with because SURELY it means they’re condoning what’s represented in said book? No. I didn’t think so. (If you said yes, please get yourself checked, that’s not normal behavior). No one is holding a gun to your head. Stop acting like you were forced into reading someone’s thread.

          “But V, this person’s content distresses me when it appears on my dash.” I have a very simple solution for you: UNFOLLOW. BLOCK. It is no one’s job to babysit your viewing. Certainly not THEIRS. It’s YOUR responsibility to be careful with YOUR viewing. And for the love of GOD, you have the ability to actually blacklist what may make you uncomfortable or trigger you on this hellsite: USE IT. It’s not an option you’ll find often, if at all, anywhere else. You’re LUCKY to even have these options.

          “Right well, I went on this one blog and the backstory talked about triggering content for me, so they must be into that stuff. They’re gross.” I’m sorry. I truly am, because that’s certainly not fun for you and I understand that. But attacking the one who wrote the backstory, however, isn’t gonna make you a big savior, it’ll make you look like an asshole. Life is full of triggers and uncomfortable things. Not everything can be controlled. Unfortunately, in this case, it can’t be controlled. (Assuming there were no warnings on the blog, either on the main page or their rules). Your best option? LEAVE THE PAGE. Again, there are many types of characters in the world, some with darker backstories than others. It’s what makes them who they are. You have a right not to agree with it, and you also have every right to step away.

          It’s not your job to come in with your tumblr police badge and go on ANON of all damned things, and try to bully the writer into submitting to your little power trip. Yeah, that’s what I just called it: a power trip, because that’s really all it is, most of the time, targeting someone for brownie points. Well guess what? You just look like someone who can’t keep their nose out of someone else’s business. If you don’t like something, don’t write it. Let others write what they want.

           Tldr; don’t police people’s blogs. It’s no one’s job to babysit your viewing content. Unfollow. Block. Blacklist. There’s even the option on mobile now. But don’t harass muns and their partners because you don’t like what YOU read of YOUR own accord. 

FUCKIN'

*  A MIXTURE OF SPN S1 - S5 PROMPTS , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

‘ Come on, it wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t that bad. ‘

‘ I swear, man, you gotta update your cassette tape collection. ‘

‘ Don’t be afraid of the dark? What, are you kidding me? ‘

‘ Of course you should be afraid of the dark! You know what’s out there! ‘

‘ I’m not sure you realize just how much trouble you’re in here. ‘

‘ You wanna tell me what’s goin’ on in that freaky head of yours? ‘

‘ I’m supposed to be the belligerent one, remember? ‘

‘ Kids are strong. You’d be surprised what they can deal with. ‘

‘ Look, man, I get you’re nervous, alright, but you gotta stay focused. ‘

‘ I just think, whatever’s going to happen is going to happen. ‘

‘ You can either roll over and die or you can keep fighting, no matter what. ‘

‘ Stop askin’ if I need anything, stop askin’ if I’m okay. ‘

‘ You two have never worked a show in your lives before, have you? ‘

‘ There’s no maybe. Find the bad thing, kill it. ‘

‘ You’re telling me there’s no lore on how to smoke ‘em? ‘

‘ No one in their right mind chooses this life. ‘

‘ So, we’re eating bacon cheeseburgers for breakfast, are we? ‘

‘ I don’t want you doing… anything! I want you to sit right here, and don’t move! ‘

‘ So you’re only out for yourself, huh? It’s all about number one? ‘

‘ What the hell is wrong with you?! You don’t just go around shooting people like that!  ‘

‘ Now, do you want me to help you out with that gun, or not, hm? ‘

‘ Did I just see you strike out with a prostitute? How’s that work? ‘

‘ You want to know what I did – what I really did? I had lunch. ‘

‘ So, you think the murders are what, a reenactment? That’s a little crazy. ‘

‘ Okay, how about you tell me where they are, or I kill you right now? ‘

‘ Well I’m just saying, he’s not leaving us a whole lot of options. ‘

‘ You know what, man? I’m sick and tired of your old stupid kamikaze trick. ‘

‘ I don’t know. I just, uh, I just woke up in a pine box… ‘

‘ I mean, we’re pretty much set to catch and kill anything I’ve ever heard of. ‘

‘ But what I do know is that I’m saving people. And stopping demons. ‘

‘ What’s the matter? You don’t think you deserve to be saved? ‘

‘ Human souls don’t just walk out of hell and back into their bodies easily! ‘

‘ I’m trying to come up with a theory, here. Okay? Work with me. ‘

‘ I mean, I’ve saved some people, okay? ‘

‘ It’s a spell to send the Witnesses back to rest. Should work… ‘

‘ Any chance you got everything we need here in this room? ‘

‘ That’s just not as appealing as a ghost-proof panic room, you know? ‘

‘ I thought you must have learned something. I thought I died for something. ’

‘ You know, I almost got my heart ripped out of my chest. ‘

‘ Read the Bible. Angels are warriors of God. I’m a soldier. ‘

‘ What, do you get your freak on by watching other people sleep? ‘

‘ Even if this sounds really weird, will you promise me that you will remember?  ‘

‘ And you don’t care that he’s tearing up the future looking for me right now? ‘

‘ All right, well, first things first; how did we end up on Soul Plane? ‘

‘ Yes, I’m a fan, but I really don’t appreciate being mocked. ‘

‘ Oh, yeah? You’re sorry you started Armageddon?! ‘

‘ Keep mouthing off, I’ll break more than his legs. ‘

‘ There is no other way, there must be a battle. ‘

‘ Don’t be afraid. This is your choice. You need to invite me in. ‘

‘ I just can’t keep pretending that everything’s all right. Because it’s not. ‘

‘ You chose a demon over your own brother…and look what happened. ‘

‘ I just don’t…I don’t think that we can ever be what we were.. ‘

‘ I lost everything, for nothing. So keep your opinions to yourself. ‘

‘ I’m in no shape to be hunting. I need to step back, ‘cause I’m dangerous. ‘

‘ Haven’t we been down this road before? ‘

‘ I was dead from the moment we said hello. ‘

‘ Don’t you get it? You can’t run from yourself. Why are you running now?? ‘

‘ Would you believe I’m actually trying to protect you? ‘

‘ Same song, different verse. Things are never gonna change with you. Never. ‘

‘ You were wasted by a Teenage Mutant Ninja Angel? ‘

‘ Riddle wrapped inside an enigma wrapped inside a taco? ‘

‘ We’re humans. And when humans want something, really, really bad…we lie. ‘

‘ Oh. Well, last night on earth, what, uh…what’re your plans? ‘

‘ This whole industry runs on absent fathers, it’s- it’s the natural order. ‘

‘ Do you remember the twentieth century? Think the twenty-first is going any better? ‘

‘ Aren’t you a surprise? You’ve come a long way to see this, haven’t you? ‘

‘ I’m sorry. It must be painful, speaking to me in this…shape. ‘

‘ Why? Why would I want to destroy this stunning thing? ‘

‘ Oh, good God, you’re not gonna tell me a bedtime story, are ya? ‘