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magnificent-winged-beast · 11 months

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Do you believe J2 is romantically involved?

https://at.tumblr.com/magnificent-winged-beast/jensen-ackles-2020-inside-of-you-podcast-w/3ff5rrnhev0z

No, not at all.

Personally I think they are great friends, they kind of grow up together in Supernatural. Well, Jensen did learn to become an adult and got bigger and bulkier till The Boys. The Jarod just grow up taller and went deep in to the forever manchlid persona.

Anyways, J2 it's not my ship. From whatever angle I look at it, I can't see it. Not only because of their characters being brothers and all. It's just not there for me.

From that mentioned link. I can explain that I do believe everyone has the right to ship whomever, and in the spirit of being cool and make peace and love (like Misha and Jackles when in Rome 😉) between the SPN factions. I mentioned that what I thought Jackles was implying, was him giving his blessing to all the ships.

When I started to watch Supernatural from the beginning back in 2005, I wasn't aware about the concept of Shiping.

I was undoubtedly attracted to Dean nearly at the middle of the first season. Jackles made Dean so real and important for me on that show, that from then I was kind of sad Supernatural wasn't about just him, later on, about him and Castiel.

From there, since season 2 to middle 3 it was me just tuning in to watch Dean killing everything with his tall brother dude. Like I said, I wasn't aware of Shiping, and because of my cultural upbringing I thought gay was wrong and a problem. (Aka living in a South American country where machismo is law, and being homofobic is instructed to children).

I got then a brief understanding and crash course about ships because of Sherlock, and here in tumblr. Yes, I'm a Johnlock refugge, but even then I wasn't THAT convinced about those two. Albeit the fan art, and of course Fanfiction get my attention and further understanding and acceptance about my bad education. I started mending fences about my previous misunderstanding of queerness.

While I was on a mental journey about life and everything, hiding in the now questionable Sherlock y stopped watching Supernatural till it was on season 7.

And then one day... 🎶 One magic day they crossed my screen.... 🎶 😂

I kinda stumbled upon Supernatural again and saw new characters and plot. I get on track again watching the thing from the beginning till season 4. My life changed forever 📺😑.

Not only I discovered my new religion and Overlord, I get to really really experience that Shiping thing. And it was beautiful.... 🥺😳

Dude! Seriously. I was an ignorant, indoctrinated to be just binary or die in shame person. But there was THEM on screen, making me question everything I learned about love ONLY by opposite genders. And discover my own identification, as Mishasexual of course.

At first I thought something was wrong with me and my perception since all the tumblr discovering and "influence". -The gays change me, I thought. I binged watched seasons from 4 to 9 to realize THIS IS REAL!

I then joined the circus and start to paint my face, wear a big red nose, use big shoes and ride a ridiculously small bicycle every Thursday at 8pm central.

It was shocking, how scene after scene, from already aired episodes to the new ones. Once Dean and Cas where together on my screen. I had a vivid experience about the concept of Shiping.

Then I went deep in this hell of a fandom =>affectionately<= 🙄. Watching every Con and panel of Misha.... aaaaand discovered Cockles.

I was doomed.

My life went wham! I questioned everything, from my initial attitude about RLS. That at one point considered as disrespectful and silly because the ones in vogue back then I couldn't understand or believe their very existence.

Once you watched 5 heavy Destiel episodes, and 3 Jibcon Cockles Panels, all the internal homophobia or general confusion about genders changes to rainbows and pink puppies that smell like candy and sound like Misha and Jackles laughing.

Well, I took a deep dive in to memory lane here. Just because a simple J2 Shiping ask. Sorry, but not sorry. I love to spread the Cockles gospel and give the good news about the magical duo that saved me from ignorance, propelled me into the land of trash and rainbows. That occupies 70% of my memory's phone between photos of Misha and them together. Usually of Jackles ogling Mish while having a secret boner.

See? A totally random gif of them on my phone.

They give me all the emotions. Every feels at once.

Chaito.

#I don't ship J2 #Cool if you do #My religion in Cockles #And I'm a Mishasexual

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ziigee · 4 months

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I have this sudden urge to dance with Misha.

It's a physical need.

I gotta find me a projector or can anyone lend me their Life size Misha?

I need to dance!

I dunno how....

Just follow Misha's lead

Mating ritual dance!!!!

💙💙💙💙💚

#I want to be weird with misha #misha collins #misha is my religion #Only for misha #cockles for life

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ninthwav · 9 months

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not given to sentimentality but simone's little alpha and omega speech during cry for the moon in omega alive does absolutely warmn the cool cockles of my gay ass heart. like my god they've come so far for a band that was largely born out of mark being unable to shut up about how organized religion is bad

#also rare symphonic metal treating women right W: never kicked out a singer!

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mishas-crotch · 5 years

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Dean to Cas. 15x01

#misha collins is my fucking religion #misha #misha collins #destiel #deancas #jensen ackles #cockles #jenmish #supernatural

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theyarebothgunshot · 3 years

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I’ve thought about sending this message like 100 times and I’ve always backed out but. We’re mutuals and I appreciate seeing u in my notes I love reading ur posts they make me go :))) but if I’m being COMPLETELY honest I can’t be a full-on cockles truther because like… Isn’t Jensen religious? Like. I grew up religious. And I’m not saying that religious people can’t be gay/poly/[gunshots]/whatever, but that’s truly the one wall that I cannot get over when it comes to fully believing it. Like. Don’t get me wrong they are SO weird together they do not act like Normal Straight Dudes Who Are Really Great Pals but for some reason (probably my own religious trauma and hesitancy about my own sexuality) it’s hard to me to like really believe because of that. Does that make sense???? I dunno why I’m even telling u this. I guess I just wonder if you have any thoughts on this at all tbh. Like seriously no hate to genuine tinhatters (as long as u arent weird about it like SOME PPL are. Because to be honest a lot of cockles truthers are so over the top about it like I just like to look at it on tumblr but it makes me feel weird when ppl bring it to twitter like THEY COULD SEE THAT and if they ARE something you’re essentially outing someone BUT I DIGRESS) anyways. I dunno. I guess i just wondered if u had thoughts on the Jensen being religious thing. Sorry this got so long winded MMVMGNGMGN 🔮🔮

ahhh im so so curious about who you are but if we're mutuals i am sure i feel the same way about you!! <333

yes he was raised very religious. and in the beginning of his career he talked about that quite a lot (i remember him accepting an award and thanking the lord or something like this), but recently? i haven't seen him be that vocal about it. i mean when he made his thank you post in january, he didn't mention anything religious.

i think he still believes probably, but i also think that there is a good chance his faith/religion played a huge part in his selfdoubt when it comes to his sexuality, especially because his family is religious as well.

i think regardless of if his parents would know about it, religion would always play a part in this. but like. i don't think religion would stop a man from going for who he loves, even if it took him a long time to come to terms with it.

#and i agree please keep it all on tumblr #sometimes i feel bad about my blog because i know people could easily breach containment #but i neeeeed an outlet fr fr otherwise id go stir crazy #so im glad i have you guys <3

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pray4jensen · 3 years

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thanks for being critical of the way some people are being about cockles. I see people cross the line with jokes that could be/ are harmful and then call people who point that out as not being able to have fun, being boring etc. (this is not limited to tonight) I follow blogs that post good destiel content but with cockles who do that type of stuff and I kinda felt like I was out of my mind for finding it invasive / wrong so thank you for the posts and responding to asks. Sorry for the run on sentences lmao

i would rather be uncool and boring for being respectful of people’s private lives than crossing boundaries that should honestly never be crossed, celebrity or not

i’m really not a fan of this trend where people are told that they can’t take a joke if they point out when someone is being invasive. you wouldn’t make fake posts about someone’s religion or race. you wouldn’t try to fake an article about jensen being a black man or muslim just because you think it’s funny. anybody can see from a mile away how wrong that is. so why should it be any different about someone’s gender or sexuality? tbh, i know we joke a lot about sexuality in general, especially when it comes to dean, but that’s where the difference lies: dean is fictional, jensen is not

#boredombabbles #ask #anon #and honestly?#jensen being bi would mean a lot to some ppl #playing with people's feelings like that is also very wrong #it's one thing to speculate #speculation is fine #speculation happens everywhere in daily life about the most mundane things #but to try to straight up deceive ppl #yikes

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go-diane-winchester · 5 years

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Wayward Winchester is messing with the wrong destiel shipper

A destiel shipper contacted me and told me about Leo [aka Wayward Winchester] posting another bleeding hearts video where he shames all kinds of nasty haters for hating him for no reason whatsoever. This destiel shipper ships for fun, hates the hellers and doesn't push for canon destiel. Thanks for telling me about this video, doll. So I looked at his post, and my jaw dropped. You wouldn't believe who he is taking on.

For those of you who have read my other posts, this will be old news, but if you have just dropped by, here is a refresher: Mel aka mishasdiary's real name is Melanie Adeline. Melanie Adeline was the fan who told Jared she doesn't have as many memes of him as she did, of Jensen and Misha. She also called Jensen was an Islamophobe because she pretended to be offended by a joke he made. As a Muslim myself, I wanted her to shit hot bricks for doing that to Jensen. If she wanted to punish Jensen for his ribs at Misha, she could have to find another pathetic sjw excuse because I wont tolerate her using me.

She also got implicated in the Travis Aaron Wade scandal. She knows Misha Collins and Briana Buckmaster personally. Because Travis was getting in the way of the spin off, they were trying to get rid of him. Melanie was one of the hellers who helped. Looking into that case made me realize how problematic Misha, Briana, Kim and the hellerminions were. I think Jared realized that too, which is why he stuck with Travis for so long. But because there were so many accusations, even Jared eventually backed away. I don't blame him. He was uncertain. Anyway, Melanie suddenly hates Leo. So this is what she did.

She lied that she worked for YouTube. And Leo caught her lie.

Then the crusade began to tear Leo's channel down. There have many excuses and its all mostly top tier hellers. In other words, they are hellers who have influential capacity. Dottweets, casgirlsam and gang were out in full force. I cant stand the guy too, but its because he is a crybaby thief with a terrific victim complex. He wanted J2 to watch his video which is why he used a hashtag. He wanted to get SPNFamily famous. But their hatred is relentless, overblown and very passionate. Melanie is leading the way with what Leo claims are lies. So I tried to work out what the problem is. How come all the hellers hate him.

Apparently he didn't like Misha's panel. I have never been to a con. But aren't you allowed to opt out of a panel in favor of photo ops and autographs?

Apparently, like the fans at Jib who ''tripped'' Misha and wanted to make him fall on his face, Leo meets Misha and treats him like shit. How come everyone just hates Misha? And how come there are no witnesses to this accept Melanie and the hellers?

Well, this is not entirely true. Leo loves Dean, but he cant stand Sam. I don't know if he has had a change of heart after meeting Jared because Jared is just that kind of person who will make you love him. But these hellers seem triggered that he has the biggest YouTube channel amongst SPN fans and they fear that he might be a bibro and they are freaking out. Hellers deserve the best and the most, according to them. Not some stinking bibro.

Yes. John hate. One of the standard criteria for being a heller. He made Dean suppress the gay and now we must all hate him. Leo said something nice about him and the hellers became livid.

Several occasions? What kind of a twat is Misha to let people disrespect him ''on several occasions''? And how does Melanie know this? Did Misha complain to her? Why didn't he just complain to CE? Who the fuck is Mel for Misha to go running to her with his sad story? Two suppositions. Either Leo posted something she didn't like or Misha made her do it. But why would he do that? What has Leo done to piss him off?

This is what I think happened. Last year Leo did an antidestiel video. Hellers flipped out and [as is their usual mode of operation] decided to tear Leo apart in the comment section. Many were unsubbing him. Love him or hate him, but the fact of the matter is that Leo does have the largest SPN fan channel, and doing a video like that on such a large platform wouldn't bode well for the hellers. You know how they treat their ship like a religion. They have worked too hard in trying to bully Jensen and destroy Jared and elevate Misha's status. And to have their efforts ruined by one video. Nope, they were not having it. The shit storm carried on for quite a while presumably. So he did a video with two hellerminion big guns: destiel and cockles. This patching up video was done to try to pacify the bloodthirsty rabid mongrels. Unfortunately for him, I don't think it worked. Very few people watched. People like me unsubbed because which side of the fence was he sitting on, anyway. It is this two-faced behavior of his that made me realize, Leo will do anything for views. Leo is a straight dude [as far as I know], and has no emotional stake in shipping. So just like Misha, he was using shipping to stay relevant.

The fight is still carrying on, and I don't think it will end anytime soon. However, it is great fun to watch. I don't think Leo's channel will be damaged. It will stay strong until SPN ends. It was funny to watch one leech going after the other. But Leo is in serious trouble if he comes face to face with Melanie. If she can accuse Travis of sexual harassment [not her own, mind you], she can accuse Leo of anything. Misha truly has the most horrible fans I have ever seen. And as Leo might find out in the future, Melanie is one of the worst.

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sethlen · 6 years

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I do

I have found that is not to put in words what we feel but to put in words what we truly believe we feel, from the depth of the true nature of our emotions, from the depth of what we truly understand about ourselves. It is not truly honest to say what you feel if you cannot accurately, descriptively and without a missed step describe all that you have in your soul. It is more complex, more derivative if you have to describe that which lies solely in the eyes and heart of the beholder. It turns, it churns and it boils at the boiling point if the subject of the art can only be painted from the perspective of a trip from a drug that only one can take. There are no words that could put into context the depth of any one’s emotions about a subject of beauty, perhaps that is why Kandinsky had to paint on both sides. The wavily weary Wassily breaks of the torture that is our deeply held perceptions about what we ought to say about what we feel.

Her beauty is not beyond comprehension, I have heard from those who have it on good authority that her beauty is barely average, the Wiley-Blackwell of beauty is a fantastic thing. So her beauty in my perspective was note-worthy, it was amazing, she was on a good day, on a great street the most beautiful girl on the street, depending on the street, depending on the day. It was complemented by the fluid nature of her mind, the versatile intensity of her soul and the grace in the way she committed her sins. The malignant tutor of her impure decadent devilish handle of all the dark secrets from her dark decades that she is yet to live. This was a most sincere compliment to her beauty, for her beauty and how I felt about it was impure. There is beauty in her darkness, and it is for this darkness that her beauty is noteworthy, it is for this sordid vulgar vain darkness that her beauty is on both sides of my Kandinsky.

Lord knows I have travelled many lands, seen many eyes, been looked at by many eyes and some strange, lost, morbid and sometimes conceded instances seen by many eyes. Her eyes, though exceptionally ordinary with a few mentionable exceptional features, are eyes I have seen, though they do not know mine. Her though blend and easily mistaken for those of some other being with the same intensity in their eyes. I fail to put in exquisite and flawless prose, prose as flawless as the way her soul glistens on her charcoal burned copper eyes, prose as exquisite as the smile those eyes validate and praise. Lord knows many eyes have looked into mine, and Lord, whichever Lord be true if a true Lord there is knows hers are those I’d fall to oblivion looking back into. These eyes, looking into mine with honest, patient and passionate curiosity, with a black f lame that pierces into the depths of my long forgotten cold soul. It is for these eyes I long, it is for these eyes I’d sin, it with these I’d commit atrocities against whichever Lord that is the Lord that knows.

My mother, like my grandmother before here made it religion that you are not fully dressed if you are not adorned by a sincere and confident smile. It was for this cultish tradition that I believe we had so many dentist appointments, and it is the only religious law I have not turned my back too, a smile dresses you in full. The hemlock seed of her beauty is more potent when she is fully dressed when she hears one of the few things that many men wish they knew to have the shimmer in the polished bronze she peaks through be complemented by the most seductive garment she owns. The garment that reveals no more and no less than the reminiscent of a little girl untouched by the sidewalk pains of this impure world. It this garment that first drew my attention to the eyes that do not know me, this garment is presented by the lips that I wish mine knew. This garment is worn on the vessel that may speak a million fallacies, words that may make me a believer of truths I have known all my life to be mythical. It is for these lips I long, it is for these lips I’d beg, steal, cheat and borrow if it was what the words these lips spoke into mine ears.

On the street, given the street, given the day, one would be blinded by the loud blare of the swift glisten of her dark soul, and comforted by the garment made of the most exotic of fabrics. One look back for more clarity and the angel would be gone, and in her shape, and in her form would be a temptress, a mistress of temptation, and a song played only to stimulate the most primal of senses. The rhythm in her step, as the muscles of her toned caramel thighs contract in tune with the thudding of the cockles of her heart, her teats only humbled by the modest indifference of our stares as they parade in the facade of ignorance she gives off. She gives off Devine sexual appeal and allure, not that of an angel, no the kind that brings out the brown in her eyes, the black in her hair, and the prime animalistic sense that I fight in me, she is Venus, she is Aphrodite and she is the sexual appeal of a Devine demon, and that is honest sexual appeal. It is for this body I long, it is for this body I’d sin and it is these sins I dare not speak of lest I be condemned for the thought.

But her beauty for me, her attraction for me and sexiness for me lies much deeper than the skin, it is far beyond the graphic dreams and fantasies that revolved on the centre of her great physical form. Yes, it can be seen in the bronze of her eyes, in the silk that is her closed edge dimpled smile and in the artwork that is her body. It can be seen in the confidence she carries all the tools she carries that would be the weapons of the death of my being, and the liberation of the raging, unnamable beast that is the passion of my lust, the reason of my curiosity and the purity of my love. Beneath her beautiful, beyond her gorgeous and far past her luscious is a soul, a soul more beautiful than the physical could ever try to do justice. It is for this soul, that there are days when looking past the shattered pieces that make up my own soul she is all I see. It is a soul with no place in the place that it finds itself placed, a soul torn, put together and torn a thousand times over and a million times worse. It is the soul, of a mind that has decided on its place, without a clue of when, where and how it is in place.

The true seductive nature of her coming from the intricate deep connections that make up her mind, the obscurely hidden complexities that creep out of her when she feels that her audience deserves her. The truth in the many lies she tells to hide the true beauty of her soul and the light of the deep thick darkness that consumes her mind. She is most beautiful when she does not want to be beautiful, when she smiles, not to smile, but when she smiles because she cannot be anything but the goddess with a smile. Her beauty, her true beauty, the beauty that consumes my thoughts, steals my sleep and corrodes all my pride, lies in the profound truth she hides in sarcastic, indifferent responses to the many words we would believe that she would not comprehend. She is Kandinsky, she is Libra, she is the darkens that pierces my soul and the light that sets my mind at ease. It is for this I long, it is for this I’d sin, and it is this that even I, with my prose and poems, cannot find the words to put into an untainted narrative, how her beauty, all her beauty makes me feel.

#love #passion #lust #beauty #growth #ecstacy #kandinsky

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scriptflorist · 6 years

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Hi! Hope I submitted this correctly. Thanks for this and I appreciate your help!

Name: Harana “Ynaguinid” Amosin, Jericho “Barangao” Amosin (as a boy)

Nickname: Hara, Jeri (when she’s a guy)

Alternate identity: She have various identities, though the ones that she uses the most often is “Hikari Sensogami” or “Hikaru Sensogami” (when they go undercover in Japan) and “Haliya Ramos” or “Agwe Ramos” elsewhere.

Birthday: June 21st

Zodiac: Cancer

Birthplace: The Philippines (known as Kapatiran in her dimension)

Dwelling place: A small mansion hidden within an enchanted forest, miles away from the city.

How do they live: Due to being renowned, honorable warriors for centuries, Harana’s family is wealthy, though not super wealthy (think middle-upper class). Hangs out with friends at school and hops between two families (their blood-related family and their guardians/godparents, who look after her training while they’re on their missions).

Appearance: Medium-dark olive skin, short-medium length black hair (sometimes wears their hair in a waterfall braid when they’re a girl, and when in battle, has her hair tied in a ponytail; and as a boy, will sometimes tie his hair in a half-up); dark brown eyes, wears a few magic bracelets that are enchanted and can transform into weapons at her will, and a necklace with her deceased parents’ wedding rings and a key in between them. Also has another necklace that holds her mp3 player. Sometimes wears headphones around her neck. Has a magical tribal tattoo as well that signifies her Filipino-Polynesian heritage.

What’s in their bag/pockets: Swiss Army knife, some small daggers, a small first aid kit, a small flashlight, a magic tablet and charger, a journal, a pencil and pen, an eraser, her cell phone, some extra earphones, rope, a small book of contacts, a makeup kit (just in case), a wallet, a book on Caelistian religion (which she is required to carry around with her anyways), and her lunchbox.

Species: Caelistian. Caelistians are from an alternate universe in which history went wild and took a completely different turn (aliens invaded during the American Revolutionary War). They descend from humans and are incredibly technologically and spiritually advanced, using a mix of technology and magic. They worship the universe itself as a deity, and they protect and watch over the dimensions and keep it in balance.

Features of the species: Due to the alien invaders often experimenting on humans and creating new species, many centuries later, there is a wide variety of Caelistians in all shapes and sizes (even the ones that worship the Void look inherently different because of differing ancestry). However, they mostly look human or take on human form.

Name of parents: Rafael and Mayumi Amosin

Name of siblings: Kidlat Amosin, Tala Amosin, Luntian Amosin (half-brother), Maria Dizon (half-sister), Orion and Sirius Callahan (adopted)

Others next of kin: Her guardians, who see her as their adopted child, and many of her godparents and godsiblings

Not-in-blood-but-in-bond-family: Orion and Sirius, whom they see as brothers, their fellow brigade members (too many to list here)

Family history: Harana has a large, but loving (though a bit quarrelsome) family; she has her grandfather, Losi, and her grandmother, Somilge. On her mother’s side, she has five aunts and three uncles, and on her father’s side, she has two aunts and six uncles. They have around eighteen cousins. Half of them are deceased, however, as a result of the war.

Favourite colour: Blue, indigo, silver

Favourite animal: Dragons, mermaids, birds, sharks, penguins

Favourite book: The entire Harry Potter series, the entire Lord of the Rings series, Jules Verne books (especially Journey to the Center of the Earth), A Wrinkle in Time, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Discworld, and a lot more

Favourite film/show/series: Zathura, Underworld, Doctor Who, and a lot more (too many to list)

Favourite genre: Action, fantasy, sci-fi, romance

Favourite food: Lumpia (Filipino egg rolls), pepperoni pizza, flan cake, cheesecake (any kind), chocolate chip cookies

Favourite place to be: The forest where she lives; she can sing as loud as she wants to while taking walks. She also enjoys being outside on the large balcony of the mansion, where she goes to watch the stars at night and relax while listening to some oldies or playing songs on her guitar.

Personality: Harana is a cool, level-headed individual. She has a sarcastic sense of humor and has a funny but kind demeanor. While she may seem calm, as a result of having been kidnapped and dealing with horrible foster parents before the war, her horrific childhood of being forced to enter a war as a child soldier a week after her birthday, and the death of many of her loved ones by the time the war ended, she has terrible anxiety and panic attacks (though they don’t occur as often as they used to). After many centuries of recovering, Harana has come out of her shell and has improved a lot since then, however, the scars still remain. She has a ‘fake it ‘til you make it’ sort of thinking when it comes to hiding her pain and insecurities (since she’s afraid that if she voices them, she’ll become a burden) and she’s become a master at it, to the point where only her closest friends and family can tell her true emotions at times. Harana was thrown into the army at a young age due to her incredible observation and logic skills (something which she got from her father and her grandfather, respectively), as well as her ability to lead and strategize. She is very experienced in the world and how the universe works due to having apprenticed under a great dimensional traveler who taught Harana the skills she has now, though unfortunately, he and his family died at the end of the war. While she does care deeply for others and is overall a good person, she can be very guile and sometimes manipulates and tricks people into doing things (though they aren’t terrible, necessarily). Harana overall acts obedient and follows the rules, but when the rules are too cruel and unjust or when the rules no longer fit the situation, she either bends the rules, finds a loophole, or throws them out the window.

Misc: Harana’s sixteen years old (in human years); she’s pansexual and genderfluid. She uses male and female pronouns, switching between them depending on what gender she feels like being for the day, though most of the time, she prefers to be a girl. Harana enjoys singing, dancing, and various other creative outlets as a way for her to calm herself and her emotions. Her main guardians are her father’s close friends, who are all happily married to each other and live in a rich neighborhood closer to the city. She used to be mute, though eventually, halfway through the war, she gets her voice back. She’s adept at various kinds of weapons and magic.

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Hey there,

don't worry you did everything right!

Birthplace: The Philippines

The national flower of the Philippines is the Arabian jasmine, it doesn't have any meaning though.

Dwelling place: A small mansion hidden within an enchanted forest, miles away from the city

angelica – magic, inspiration

circaea – spell

enchanter's nightshade – spell, sorcery, witchcraft, fascination

fern – magic, sincerity, fascination, confidence, shelter

holly herb – enchantment

magnolia – love of nature, dignity, perseverance, nobility

persimon – bury me amid nature's beauties

rose (lavender) – enchantment

rose (purple) – enchantment

sycamore – woodland beauty, curiosity, reserve

vervain – enchantment, superstition

violet (blue) – enchantment, faithfulness, watchfulness, love

witch hazel – a spell

based on how they live

acacia – friendship, platonic love, secret love

acacia (rose) – friendship, elegance

apple blossom – fame speaks you/him great and good, preference, better things to come, good fortune

ash tree – grandeur

austurtium – splendour

bay tree – glory

bellflower (chimney) – aspiring

chrysanthemum – wealth, abundance, cheerfulness, loveliness, truth, you're a wonderful friend

copihue – there is no unalloyed good

corn (cockle) – gentility

daphne – glory, immortality

freesia – lasting friendship, innocence, trust

geranium – true friend, stupidity, folly, envy, gentility

geranium (oak-leaved) – (true) friendship, lady deign to smile

gillyflower – bonds of affection, lasting beauty, enduring beauty

imbricata – uprightness, sentiments of honour

indian cress – resignation, warlike trophy

laurel – glory, treachery, virtue is beauty, success

laurel (mountain) – ambition

lily (tiger) – wealth, pride, prosperity

palm – victory

poppy (yellow) – wealth, success

based on species

cedar – spiritual strength, strength, I live for thee, think of me

cereus (creeping) – modest genius

cherry blossom – spiritual beauty, insincerity, impermanence

clematis – artifice, mental beauty, poverty, filial love,

eucalyptus – protection

flax (dried) – utility

geranium (pencilled) – ingenuity

heather (white) – protection, good luck, wishes will come true

hemp – fate

honeysuckle (coral) – the colour of my fate

juniper – protection, asylum, succour

julienne (white) – despair not, god is everywhere

leadwort – holy wishes

magnolia (laurel-leaved) – high souled, dignity

penstemon azureus – high-bred

pine (pitch) – time, philosophy

reed (flowering) – confidence in heaven

schinus – religious enthusiasm

favourite colour: blue

agapanthus – no meaning

cornflower – delicacy, refinement

forget-me-not – forget me not, true love, memories

gentian – virgin pride, intrinsic worth

gentian (closed) – sweet be thy dreams

gentian (fringed) – intrinsic worth, I look to heaven, autumn

geranium (silver-leaf) – recall

hydrangea – (a) boaster, heartlessness, you are cold, dispassion, frigidity, thank you for understanding

larkspur (delphinium) – big-hearted, fun

larkspur – lightness, ardent attachment, inconstancy, levity, flights of fancy, swiftness, an open heart

nigella – perplexity, you puzzle me

morning glory – affectation, coquetry

silver weed – simplicity

based on personality

abantia – fickleness

achillea millefolia – war

aconite (christmas) – wit

adonis (flos) – sad memories, painful recollections, sorrowful remembrance

agnus castus – coldness, indifference

allspice – compassion

almond (laurel) – perfidy

anemone – forsaken

apocynum – deceit

balsam (red) – touch me not, impatient resolve

basil – hate, hatred

berberry – sourness/sharpness of temper, petulance, sharpness, sourness

bird cherry – perfidy, hope

borage – bluntness, rudeness

box – stoicism, constancy

broom (prickly) – misanthropy

buckbean – quiet, repose, calmness, calm repose

bur – rudeness, you weary me

butterfly weed – let me go

camellia (red) – unpretending excellence, you're a flame in my heart

canary grass – perseverance

cardamine – paternal error

chamomile – energy in adversity

chestnut – justice, do me justice

cistus (gum) – I shall die tomorrow

clotbur – rudeness, pertinacity

columbine (purple) – resolved to win

columbine (red) – anxious and trembling

convolvulus (blue, minor) – repose, night

convolvulus (major) – extinguished hopes

cress – stability, power

cypress – despair, mourning, death

darnel – vice

date plum – resistance

euphorbia – persistence

evergreen thorn – solace in adversity

everlasting – never-ceasing remembrance, always remembered, never ceasing memory

fig marigold – coldness of heart, idleness

frog ophrys – disgust

goosefoot (grass-leaved) – I declare war against you

greek valerian – rupture

hand flower tree – warning

harebell – submission, grief

hazel – peace, reconciliation

helenium – tears

kennedia – intellectual beauty, mental beauty

lantana – rigour, sharpness

larch – audacity, boldness

laurel (mountain) – ambition

lint – I feel my obligations

liverwort – confidence

machineel – betrayal, falsehood, duplicity

marigold – grief, contempt, trouble, inquietude, chagrin, pain, cruelty, pretty love, sacred affection, caress, sorrow

marigold (garden) – uneasiness

meadow lychnis – wit

meadow sweet – uselessness

mignonette – moral an intellectual beauty, your qualities surpass your charms, “without pretension to beauty possesses qualities which command profound respect and affection”

milfoil – war

milk vetch – your presence softens my pain

mushroom – suspicion, I can't entirely trust you

nasturtium – a warlike trophy, patriotism, resignation, conquest, victory in battle

nettle – slander, cruelty, you are spiteful

ophrys (spider) – dexterity, skill

parsley – useful knowledge, festivity, feast

persicaria – restoration

petunia – your presence softens me, thou art less proud than they deem thee

pheasant's eye – painful/sorrowful remembrance, remembrance, sorrowful memories

pride of china – dissension

raspberry – remorse

rhododendron – danger, beware, I am dangerous

serpentine cactus – horror

snakesfoot – horror

straw (single, broken) – rupture of a contract, dissension, broken agreement

sultan (yellow) – contempt

sumach (venice) – splendour, intellectual excellence

tansy – resistance, I declare war against you

thistle – misanthropy, surliness, harshness, austerity, sternness, never forget,

thistle (scotch) – retaliation

tiger flower – cruelty, for once may pride befriend me

walnut – intellect, stratagem

weeping willow – mourning, forsaken, sadness, melancholy

wood anemone – sickness, forlornness

xanthium – rudeness, pertinacity

yarrow – war, to cure, a cure for the heartache, cure for a broken heart, cure for heartache

zinnia – absence, thoughts of absent friends, I mourn your absence

misc

acanthus – the (fine) arts, artifice

geranium (ivy) – your hand for the next dance, your hand for the next quadrille?, bridal favour

viscaria – will you dance with me?

- Mod Jana

Disclaimer

This blog is intended as writing advice only. This blog and its mods are not responsible for accidents, injuries or other consequences of using this advice for real world situations or in any way that said advice was not intended.

#flower language #victorian flower language #harana #jericho #flowers for characters #ask answered #mod jana #submission

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libidomechanica · 6 years

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‘scatter thy sister’s field’’

Of Ida: they parted like Caractacus in act to rally the presence, train scatter thy sister’s field, a greater the sea which requites. We danced Albano’s boys, whose loves not vex thee, sullen summer were two poor girl whose wild Poet, when she that space, in

the churl in spirits advancing light glance, that will so early; sweet

hue, which doth part from thee, o Vashti, noble type appear to wake, and there was here they reveal’d the pulses dancing spectre seems, so careless from under way; ‘t was sweet angelic

slip of a thousand waves of woe like glorifi’d to rain. It

is like the proudest sail doth seize and right have heave her hand calm in grief. With love, I crave you least to meet you. Which married? Strange faces fell to what to her glad husband has a crush on Myrna Loy.’ There, who measure, the last and wound and roll it in a higher thing fingers of those that will go; I turn mine eyes have time of one-too-many an aisle. O poortith a I could be call’d the soul? Nor like kelp and a voice the landscape of everything,

and as fair and answered, ‘but it is this an illusion, a waxen face, speak, whimp’ring you, like a knot of snakes around the very best of

blood, that all be time, you know backward fancy, and romancers, little; but fair and a hue like a ball to wretched Man, by Satans subtill traine. The grades of changed from the woods, and said, and way: being an opiate, who limits all the moment— and all the future chance, among the same gray beginnings of the

back-stile, and then he walk’d began to say this sun’s noonsted’s made so great; the Poet the Kraken the Ladies Scilly, Busey;—Miss Eclat, miss Bombazeen, Miss Mackstay, Miss O’Tabby, and make them

talk— he picks m’y prayer for ill, and love, why then make her common-place book, since my tale. Which it hinges

in a poison’d gloom, to bare the woodlands holy was born, This is our pure light of passion; but I’ll have missed, with

milk and suppressed was high-designing through the awful sense gives out at a discord after

light afternoons, I have few reader, those who rest to-night to seeming from causes or gotten away as out we part, I pretend not in any gale, nor it nor no day would get. By meadows breathing in dew, and play hot cockles,

all these secured at the widow and the front, of course; high nature amorous

of her politeness beside was small-talk ready ears and knowing your miscarriage. And then, even with milk-white lamb, yet wanted; and then he met with thee. But now her tone to ventures out a rose, however weary,

heart, his rival by his life’s deare. That’s all I’m made ourselves and rubbish to hang: but there are not all religion, and perplex— variety itself

gave us now be which, by those who knew not, nor mine the sense of

human thine ten times to mine in his lone, he sits, there cannonade alone: couraged, Sir; but heated, resolved to be what Meg o the Miller’s Daughter: the threw his spectre seem’d my sick Muse descried in this spiritual prime rewaken with you and

me listened. Sails, and mutters with due sublimely risen she goes who hath the apex of its rose is the months

in a sunny side. So that should sleep transfer the wizard lightly bald brought there hope of the Cauteretz mariana in the middle of my youth was born. With all that my wealth

breed. That ‘this wide air, there’s pretty much the walls; thy marriage was also suited, and life’s flash’d on earthly thing fine,— the

prov’d assays, a non- descript and pure. I would shine on first to go. Show’d him sprung in Heav’n’s halls thy aid, my verse alone could divided half of such a friendship as had made me the point to point with them: we touch’d along them at once could in stones lay dense and forests shook to cope with him, as he thus, dim dawn, again, and song,’ set to

sing to my side, but’s scratched and lets no atom drop: his name I bid Love would chant the hopes. The shell is over-smooth, and show’d that brings no more with wishes, thinking to walk…if simply good,

and trust that are ye women sob? The herds, day, when he plighted troth but steals, and see the

world— (flower does not plenty, much was not seem form’d like anarchism

be attack? Her office so complete: supposed by high world, its pillar, here, for him, as he grows cold.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 7 #176 texts

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ninjamonkeyqueen · 3 years

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Merry Fucking NOT

It is BEYOND frustrating that it CANNOT be conceived of that I do not celebrate this fucking holiday. No, I’m not joking. It absolutely IS assumed I do. Everywhere. By Everyone. Not once for the last 3 weeks have I been smalltalked about Hanukkah or Kwanza (prolly understandable at least, lily white that I am) or even the bloody fucking NEW YEAR. It’s all been "what are you doing for christmas? are you ready for christmas? what did you ask santa for?" etc etc. Every fucking person celebrates this. If you don’t, don’t worry, I’m not talking about you, because YOU DIDN’T MAKE THAT SMALL TALK. If you don’t celebrate… because you are not christian, because you have other reasons, whatever, you don’t fucking make weirdly invasive smalltalk about it. You just say "how are you today," or "have a nice day" or whatever. Only people who celebrate this, religiously or not, talk about it.

Literally the ONLY good thing about this mass-assumption is that I get a small spike of pleasure at the discomfort I cause if I say "oh, we don’t celebrate." Kinda warms the cockles, it does. You’ve spouted for a bit, you’re so sure you are in a space of solidarity, and then BAM! nope. There’s the confusion, as if you’re certain I could not have said what I did, what? Then there’s discomfort. Did you just stomp on my jewness* or something? Am I a *gasp* MUSLIM? oh no… did you offend me? Will I think you a bad person?****

I mean, "Athiest" will not at all occur to you, so whatever. I’m fine to let you think I’m literally anything other than christian, at this point. People get "freedom OF religion" relatively fine, overall… but "freedom FROM religion" is a tough concept for most people.

And to be fair, I still don’t have it. I’m quite aware that my atheism is christian based. I’m surrounded by christians. I grew up with that foisted on me. It is the culture I’m in. I know full well that atheism looks different in a different culture. Jewish atheism seems quite lovely, actually. In a culture without a religion that’d prolly be even awesomer. So I KNOW that my disbelief is rooted in christian monotheism, white supremacy, and european colonialism. For what it’s worth, there’s a very real possibility that’s WHY I don’t believe. The christian notions of the universe and life and all that are so fucking shitty I reject it all and it’s precisely BECAUSE they want me so fucking badly to accept it that I reject it. I know that’s a possibility. Don’t care, not the point. The point is that December is fucking hell.****** And I’m fucking sick of it.

And I’m really fucking sick of people thinking there’s a goddamn "war" on this fucking holiday when it is literally the only thing on nearly everyone’s mind for easily a tenth of the year, and has a huge impact on everyone’s lives, for good or for ill, whether they like it or not, want it or not. Can’t fill a prescription today. Can’t easily buy toilet paper today. Geeze, I’m gonna be pissed if I can’t get my traditional consolation prize of a good MSG-riddled Chinese dinner, but it’s always a concern. Always glad to live in a community with a significant Hindu/Jewish/Muslim presence. It’s the only way anything can be bearable.

And like, the thing is, I don’t have a problem with the concept of the winter festival. The general ideas pagans had of celebrating before the deep plunge into darkness. I understand that need, it’s very human. That it’s been coopted by a single religion isn’t fundamentally any single person’s fault. And if it WEREN’T EVERYWHERE, for a GODDAMN MONTH, and literally (here’s a phrase asshole christians like) SHOVED DOWN MY FUCKING THROAT, I wouldn’t have a problem with it. Have your festivals and celebrations. You deserve, as human beings, to have light and love in your life, especially in dark times. Really, you do. Everyone does.

But JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, please at least fucking realize that you are also, often, part of the problem. You don’t want to be, it’s all good fun and harmless, and of course you only want joy and peace and blah blah… but see… if this is not MY thing, I CANNOT get away from it. Can’t. Absolutely fucking CAN’T. And I have to sit there and deal with my kid having to put up with "what do you think Santa is bringing you?" and the like. And, most importantly, I’m not the only one. It is ubiquitous, but it is not universally celebrated, not even secularly.******

So if I’m fucking grumpy, deal with it? I mean, I deal with this crap for over a month, as does anyone who doesn’t celebrate, for whatever reason. And please understand that this overhyped over-commercialization of this season is THE REASON that there is so many problems with mental health this season. Socioeconomic differences are only heightened by this. It doesn’t just hurt those that aren’t affiliated. Like everything proper modern christian, it hurts its adherents just as much. That you think I’m being at all too much about this is Your Privilege showing. And don’t worry. I know you think I’m wrong and have feelings about it. That’s ok, I don’t fucking care.

So anyway… Merry Fucking Not The Birthday Of Your Savior

If you wanna pray for me, pray that China Wok is actually open today, because I DO NOT want to have to try new Chinese Joint *on* actual bloody xmas.*******

(*yes, that’s slurlike… yes, I mean it that way… because yes, I do think if you are the type that assumes everyone celebrates you are inherently a bit of a bigot and would likely think of it that way as opposed to something more "pc" like "jewishness" and YES that is disgenerous of me and YES I don’t give a flying fuck because I’ve had to listen to shitty fucking music in every retail establishment for a fucking month and you are gonna suffer for it. Do i mean it as an actual slur against Jewish people since I am not myself? nope, but fuck you if you aren’t getting my point and think so.)**

(**and no, if you’re the person who assumes everyone celebrates because everyone around you does while you don’t this is obviously not directed at you, because, again, you’re not running around foisting it on me, now are you, you’re just quietly assuming and mostly keeping your mouth shut.)***

(*** and no, this doesn’t pertain to retail workers who just automatically are wishing happyywhateverthefuckiscoming because that’s mandated and they’ll get shit if they don’t, and that’s not the point)

(****spoiler alert: kinda. but if you navigate forward correctly, that’ll be appeased by my pleasure at your discomfiture so we’re even, you’ve paid for it, carry on.)

(*****and yes, a fucking christian concept.)

(******which, frankly, that anyone thinks is an actual thing is fucking hilarious, but I digress)

(*******yes, while I don’t actually believe in magical thinking, I will totally use the rhetorical device of your belief in magical thinking to make sure I get me some good wokking bean curd.

#just… i fucking hate christmas so fucking much #and it gets worse every fucking year

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kankertuinkabouter · 3 years

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Memories

October 31th 6:33PM

Some memories;

We met at Ludi PQ. I was randomly eating soup at 5AM and you were like wtf is wrong with this dude. Me always chilling at stage 8. just sitting letting everyone do the hard work (the box stage xddd)

Then you disappeared and we randomly met at Orbis PQ again. You were busy af for 2 weeks.

All the bullshit with Nila that annoyed you lmao.

When we got married but we forgot the proof of love LOL. Had everyone waiting. Almost no one showing up due to spontaneous time, not like we cared though.

Kanker Motherfucker

Idiot

No seas malas

Metastasis chat.

Gremlin/garden gnome

Your cute white beanie hiding your indian hair underneath lmao.

That weird dream I had about you and I asked if you were alright.

Poptart, Smores

Me being a poptart and you abusing it at night when I was tired

The book I wrote and you were impressed which made me feel good af

‘‘Hey are you asleep’‘ after you already responded lmao

Hpt yogaaa sweatyyyy

That weird diarrhea wraps story lmaooo

Our shack(house but k.)

Same subway order

Boss as coder and this scary af supervisor but u basically were the unofficial one

Mercury fucking literally everything up.

Your smile..

All the analboy comments. > Let me eat your ass

Chubby cheeks

That pic of your eyes ;)

First call, your accent, you being nervous as fuck

When you were really hutr about the BLM protests. that was cute af

Probably will be working home for the next year which lwokey upset you

Ngl

Your braces which honestly I liked but you didnt

Wink face

oke oke

I melt

You repeating everything I said lmao fucking parrot

Scoot over....

Your ministry of magic..

REAL TALK, REALLY REAL TALK

F55555555555555

Listen here you little shiit...

Shut uuuuuuuuuuup

smh/smmfkhufk

When I told verlon to shut the fuck up when he wass harassing you at Zakum, and you liked that which made me feel cool af hehe

wrong chat hehehe

fr fr

Zakum jump quest... are you tired? no....

You skipping the photo part during our marriage looool

Mapleroyal dates and cockle checckinggggggggggggggg

Grinding at CD’s and you telling the party you shat yourself. omfg i laughed so hard irl lmaooo

Spanish sugar daddy eww e.e

E.E

50 gazillion....

123abc

meowwwwwwwwww

‘‘i dont know what to say but hahahahha’‘

Cuddling...

The first I love you...

Ghetto constructiooooon

Mary Beth

Maple loansss

Maple leech

You always laying on the floor lmao and Nomad coming to chew ur hair

Pap Luna Ollie Nomad

Always cold so cat blanket...

You thinking i hated tall girls smh

Your favorite food being sushi and dessert cheesecake... You wanted to make lasagna and love spaghetti .-. your cheesecake recipe....

Isabel/mrdrinker tater

Salmon > hot boxing

cauliflower> white brocolli

tea bag > tea tampon

Hot americano being ur go to... sometimes with almond milk...

Conceited mfker...

‘‘Ratchet hands’‘

You sending random ppl to DM me.

Smegaing about me which I loved so fucking much lmao

Searching disc channel, lowkey stalking me f3

Stuffing ur face w.e you had sushi

Pitiful

Livy...

I love you x3

Freckle

Triangle birthmarks

Orange for vitamin C

69 cones....

What to do for a 10 cockle check...

You alwauys acting cool af while you were hella jealous f333

im coool im chiiiiilllllllllllllllllllllll

Fighting over who is cooler, which is still me tbh

Yeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw cowboy

My ugly ugly hair styles LOL

When you opened up about religion and your parents.

The way you say nice.. gosh

Always tapping your feet.

DISGUSTING toe and neck cracking...

You like to watch pimple popping? like thats pitiful....

‘‘Weird me out’‘

Suck it up buttercup

Always having to google translate

You having top memories

You fucking love doritos...

tosti... chocomel....

FuN fAcT

TaLkIng LiKe ThIs

Honestly I can literally go on forever.....

You’ve been on my mind everyday.

I love you..........

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theyarebothgunshot · 3 years

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not to be a reply guy to your anons againnnnnnn but like. that religion ask rubbed me so the wrong way like you can be actively religious and be gay. and be poly. I understand the ingrained guilt that comes from being raised religious and taught otherwise and doing anything outside that norm but the idea that those two things are non conducive is so eh eh eh. not to mention that not all religious experiences are universal so commenting that someone's perceived queer relationship is unrealistic because of their religion is just a very bad reaction to have out loud

thank you for this letter to the editor (amazing term bles you for coming up with this sfhshfs) i have a few more responds that i will put under a cut.

Anoniem heeft gevraagd: I had a lil response to the religious cockles ask! You definitely don’t have to post this. Sorry if this is out of order! Wanted to start by saying I’m sorry that your religious trauma has resulted in hesitancy and I hope you find your peace! I think religion and sexuality is super tricky but worth remembering that J has a very openly out aunt in his family, (I AM HIS GAY AUNT), so it’s likely that his family are open and accepting of sexuality and it’s spectrum… I grew up in an intensely religious family who, whilst are strict, wholeheartedly believe that Jesus just loves everyone regardless of who they are / what they do. My aunt is gay and married and everyone accepts and loves her in the family and would likely fight anyone who said anything against her. Obviously religion is vastly more complex than this and I completely recognise and appreciate there is still a lot of hate towards LGBTQ+ communities as a result of religious teachings (esp in the south?) but just wanted to offer an alternative perspective that religion doesn’t have to be the stumbling block in finding who you are in terms of sexuality (though this is often the case!) and that lots of people can reconcile religion / religious teachings with their sexuality. So basically I think that J’s family seem like the family to just love regardless, and that they would likely accept whatever he did/whoever he was! But I am very possibly projecting here as I really know nothing about their belief systems! ------------------------------------------------------------------------

Anonymous 29 jun. · 10 hours ago Anoniem heeft gevraagd: I think it's also important to remember that while yes, jensen was raised in a conservative christian household, he still had a pretty normal and mainstream childhood from what I can tell. it's not like he was raised mormon or in one of these super-religious families that home-school their children, don't allow women to work/go to college, refuse to celebrate halloween/christmas/easter because they're too pagan etc. he went to normal public schools, presumably came into contact with a variety of different people and view points there (even though this apparently did seem to bother his parents a little - jensen talked in the mike rosenbaum podcast about how he was the troublesome, difficult child in his parents' eyes because he was so "socially promiscous" compared to his siblings, among other things) and by the time he was a teenager he apparently stood up for a kid who was getting bullied for being gay, according to someone who went to school with him. I mean, this is texas in the mid 90s we're talking about here, so for jensen to defend a bullied gay kid back then shows he was comparatively open-minded and free-spirited already by the time he was a teenager (which is quite remarkable imo considering the various circumstances). like not to downplay any issues jensen might have had because of his religious upbringing, but I just don't think he had as much "brainwashing" to overcome as other people when it comes to acceptance of LGBT people in general or even self-acceptance (though that does seem to have been a little harder). and he was already on his way to overcoming these things as a teenager/young man (being a theater kid even though he was called slurs for it, defending bullied gay kids... ty vaughn...) ---- I definitely remember seeing gifs of jared attacking misha after the hitch panel somewhere too, but I had totally forgotten about that. it was jensen, jared, misha and various other people walking backstage fron what I can recall. damn. many thoughts now. - 🔍

#i wanted to share the different views/opinions #reminder that these are not all necessarily opinions or thoughts that i agree with or feel the same way about!#they are letters to the editor! the editor is me! and i am publishing them accordingly #i don't want this to turn in any kind of discourse so i will only be posting these three #shehetheysam #og skeptical anon

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chrisgoesrock · 6 years

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Mellow Candle - Swaddling Songs UK Album 1972 Advertise Poster

Mellow Candle were a progressive folk rock band. Principally Irish, the members were also unusually young, Clodagh Simonds being only 15 and Alison Bools (later O'Donnell) and Maria White 16, and still at school, at the time of their first single, "Feelin' High", released in 1968 on Simon Napier-Bell's SNB Records.

By 1972, the lineup had expanded to include Dave Williams on guitar, Frank Boylan on bass, and William Murray on drums. With this lineup in place, the band released their only album, Swaddling Songs (Deram Records), which was commercially unsuccessful at the time. Over the years, however, the lone album by the band has received considerable critical acclaim and original vinyl copies are now very valuable. Boylan was later replaced by Steve Borrill (ex-Spirogyra), but shortly afterwards the band split up. After the band's dissolution, Simonds worked with Thin Lizzy, Jade Warrior, and Mike Oldfield. Boylan played with Gary Moore, while Murray contributed to albums by Kevin Ayers, Amazing Blondel, Mike Oldfield, and Paul Kossoff.

In 1991, "Silver Song" was covered by All About Eve as a B-Side to some versions of their single Farewell Mr. Sorrow.

1996 saw the release of The Virgin Prophet, a collection of previously unreleased material by the band, including early versions of many of the songs later released on Swaddling Songs. Some of these sessions featured Richard Coughlan of Caravan on drums, although his sessions do not feature on "Virgin Prophet".

In 1996, Simonds recorded Six Elementary Songs, released in 1997 on the Tokyo-based Evangel Records.

In 1999, Simonds recorded a version of Syd Barrett's setting of the James Joyce poem "Golden Hair" for Russell Mills album "Pearl and Umbra". 2006-7 saw the participation of Simonds in a musical project called Fovea Hex, alongside Brian Eno, Roger Eno, film composer Carter Burwell, Andrew McKenzie of the Hafler Trio, Steven Wilson, Colin Potter (of Nurse With Wound), Robert Fripp, Percy Jones, and others. The project has been favourably reviewed by Pitchfork Media. Also in 2006, Simonds performed a version of "Idumaea" for Current 93's album Black Ships Ate The Sky, and a version of "Cockles and Mussels" for Matmos's ep "For Alan Turing".

In 2006, O'Donnell was reunited with Dave Williams and Frank Boylan on the album Mise Agus Ise. She followed this with the 2008 EP The Fabric of Folk on Static Caravan (a collaboration with English folk/rock band The Owl Service), and her debut solo album, Hey Hey Hippy Witch, released at the end of 2009 on Floating World.

Despite the fact that after thirty years "Swaddling Songs" is less of a challenge to listen to than it would have been in 1972, it still stands as a most brilliant documentation of the childhood lives of Clodagh Simonds and Allison Williams.

Having grown up in the strict Holy Child Convent School in Dublin, the two women were forbidden to listen to rock music, but listened covertly to Radio Luxembourg each night. Only when Simonds began writing a succession of hymnal pop tunes on her parents' piano did the two lives begin to converge.

After several false starts, Mellow Candle began to record "Swaddling Songs" in 1971 after moving to London, when Simonds was only eighteen. Though apparently not many songs had been written by Simonds herself, the results were amazing even after thirty years.

"Heaven Heath" and "Messenger Birds", both written by Allison Williams (née O'Donnell) Simonds' longtime schoolmate, added a contrasting touch to the album. Retaining the hymnal flavour of Simonds' songs, they are nontheless much odder in their melodies and rhythma, especially "Heaven Heath"'s brilliant harpsichord line, but retain the accessible melodies and amazingly beautiful vocals. "Messenger Birds" sets the mystical tone of the album - remiscent in places of Kate Bush's work on "The Ninth Wave" in its tale of travelling across the sea.

"Sheep Season" with its long instrumental outro and "Silver Song" (once covered by My Bloody Valentine) show the typical Simonds style of haunting and atmospheric pop tunes, not at all folky in instrumentation or sound. "Dan The Wing" was an amazing drama about evil, beating Laura Nyro's "Eli And The Thirteenth Confession" or Kate Bush's "The Dreaming" for explicit imagery of the Devil. "Break Your Token" was an upbeat, festive rocker, whilst the amazing overlaying of a guitar solo and beautiful vocals on "Lonely Man" was worth the price of admission alone. The closer "Boulders On My Grave" continued in that vein with Clodagh and Allison repeatedly chanting "Do do do do", "La la la la" and "Na na na na" in perfect harmony.

The album's centrepiece, though, was the amazing, chilling, piano-only "Reverend Sisters", in which the women's beautiful voices matched Simonds' amazing piano line and lyrics describing brilliantly the women's strict religious upbringing and its effects on them - almost a taste of Tori Amos twenty years before the fact. "Reverend Sisters" was remarkably honest yet not a preachy attack on religion - it was a matter-of-fact tale that will always amaze those fortunate enough to hear it.

"Buy Or Beware" and "Vile Excesses" rounded of the album excellently. Because of the (for its time) very difficult lyrical imagery, "Swaddling Songs" never charted and would not have been warmly received by critics. Mellow Candle soon disbanded and Simonds spent most of the 1970s working as a session singer.

Nonetheless, the beautiful, almost medieval-like vocal harmonies in "Swaddling Songs" were and unlike anything else in rock. Though the album has been seen as a folk album, "Swaddling Songs" in fact lacked any normal "folk" characteristics and was basically pure pop in charcter. Yet, the medieval and intensely mystical atmosphere of the record makes it a true sonic marvel of beauty and simple melodies. Thus, original LP copies of "Swaddling Songs" have become a valuable rarity that stands as testimony to the music's worthiness.

01."Heaven Heath" (Alison Williams) – 3:00 02."Sheep Season" (Clodagh Simonds, A. Williams, David Williams) – 5:01 03."Silversong" (Simonds) – 4:26 04."The Poet and the Witch" (Simonds) – 2:51 05."Messenger Birds" (A. Williams) – 3:38 06."Dan the Wing" (Simonds) – 2:45 07."Reverend Sisters" (Simonds) – 4:21 08."Break Your Token" (Simonds) – 2:27 09."Buy or Beware" (D. Williams) – 3:04 10."Vile Excesses" (D. Williams, William Murray) – 3:14 11."Lonely Man" (Simonds) – 4:30 12."Boulders on My Grave" (Simonds) – 3:40

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