#okay so the background on this is my old church right
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Little thing I finally finished!
Warnings for vague homophobia, tranphobia, and religious trauma.
Do you remember the double doors leading into your paradise? Paradise, where you were liked and loved. Valued, even.
Do you remember the double doors, where the smiling faces met you? With a computer in hand and a name badge to match. Welcoming you to the music with the worship and the snacks
Do you remember the double doors, and the auditorium inside? With gaming systems and food, a bribery was made. Your time for their beliefs.
Do you remember the double doors? Do you remember what lied before them?Remember being shunned and being told love is a sin?
Do you remember those double doors once they no longer hid paradise? The daunting feeling of those doors could suffocate the strongest of men.
Do you remember the double doors that hid the cruelty of children? Ignorance for others that could only be taught by their elders.
Do you remember the day the double doors shut for you, when the house no longer felt like a home? When the cross no longer felt familiar?
Do you remember sinking, falling, dying, when the double doors came into view?
Do you remember the double doors, and how they had sealed shut for you?
#pansy writes#religious trauma#homophobia#transphobia#okay so the background on this is my old church right#the teen area (youth group) was closed off by these massive double doors#theyd be propped open every sunday before service to invite ppl in and whatever#and thered be two ppl making your name tag and stuff#so the youth pastor#his name was brian#was literally so cool#he loved the kids....seemed like the kind of guy whod be good with queer ppl#so when i was walking with him while volunteering one day#i told him i was gay#and asked if god would still love me#he told me it was a sin#i was damned for hell.#i think that was the moment i realized i would never truly be welcomed in a church
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WIBTA if I start giving some very *very* Christian family members religious pamphlets from non-Christian religions as gifts?
To be clear, I am writing this while firmly believing I'm NTA but I am angry and don't trust my own judgment too much right now.
Background and Players: My Son (19) was adopted out as a baby by his incubator behind (my husband, 40) his father's back. He was abandoned at 4 by his adopted family because of behavioral issues related to what his incubator was putting into her body while she was pregnant with him, and went into foster care with people I will call Amom and Adad. Adad is a pastor in his 90s and Amom is a pastor's wife in her 80s. When Son was 13 and I had been with Husband for 5ish years, we had been told (by someone from his incubator's family but we didn't know that at the time) he was non-verbal and "mentally an infant" and that trying to pull him out of the routine he had would just be incredibly harmful to him, so we had given up hope of finding him and having a relationship with him. We got a phone call one day, a worker who was looking for a medical history for Son. Husband spent close to 3 hours on the phone with her, answering questions and asking anything he could squeeze in. Turns out, we had been lied to about his mental health just... completely. He's impossible to shut up and he graduated high school last year despite, you know, *gestures vaguely at everything* and I am incredibly proud of him. Half an hour after that call ended, she called back and told us Son might be interested in meeting us, was it okay for her to pass on our contact info. A month later, Son, Amom, Adad, Husband and I were sitting in a restaurant together and a month after that we went to their place for a week to spend Christmas with them. This is when they informed us that they had finalized his legal adoption a couple of weeks earlier. 2 years after that, my QPP moved in with us, and another year later 16 year old Son asked if he could move in with us. He still does.
The Issue: Son wants a continuing relationship with Amom and Adad, but due to the previously mentioned substances used by his incubator, he has memory and time management issues so I have to regularly remind him to contact them. I have no problem doing this, but the contact we have had with them over the last few years has soured me on their company. I've got no problem reminding Son to contact them and organizing rides for him to visit (usually QPP and I driving him, the trip is a couple of hours each way) but I'd rather never speak to them myself if it can be avoided. It didn't start out this way, but over the years they have made it very clear that they don't respect anyone else's beliefs. Not just us, like there was one night where they were going off about some Danish surgeon saying publicly that he was Muslim first, Danish second, and they were trying to convince us to be terrified by that. The conversation ended awkwardly when Husband asked if Adad was Nationality or Christian first (because that's different you see). We have found books on the bookshelves in the guest room about how any kind of queerness at all is demonic possession, one of which they wrote. They talk about things like being sent on a mission by their god to save as many (and I hate that these are quotes) "brown heathen children" by making them Christians as possible (Son and his adopted siblings are all First Nations, Amom and Adad are as white as I am), or how Jewish people are evil for stopping Christians from claiming their suffering because "Jesus was a Jew so aren't all Christians also Jews?". Amom once spent a week trying to convince me to go to church with her and share the details of my childhood sexual abuse with the entire congregation because "it will show God you are ready to be forgiven". QPP is a shintoist and after they found that out, we started seeing more literature about the Japanese, specifically during WWII, around their house when we visited.
We have politely made it clear that we are not interested in Christianity, especially not their version. Multiple times. We thought it was finally over after Son had a meltdown at them at his graduation ceremony because he wanted JUST ONE conversation with them that wasn't about Jesus. He was in tears trying to explain that to them, and their response was to tell him he needed to come back to church so they could lay on hands and chase all the demons making him say these horrible disrespectful things to them out of him. He was supposed to stay with them for a few days to visit after that, but by the time I tracked him down and got him calm, he didn't want to go anymore. They seemed to stop after that, like they actually backed off and I think I got maybe 2 emails that didn't mention God or Jesus, not even a "God bless" in the sign off. We were optimistic. Son was late organizing it but we dropped him off (at his request, he's worried that Adad won't make it to next Christmas and wanted to see him) at their place on Boxing Day. We did not hang around, we did not send gifts, we didn't even reply to the Family Christmas Email (it had a video of a Jordan B Peterson rant embedded in it and I've told them before that we are not interested in anything that sack of hateful arrogance has to say please stop putting him in my inbox). We have done everything we can to make it clear that we do not want a relationship with them for ourselves, including outright directly telling them politely to their faces that we will not stop Son from seeing them but we don't feel comfortable around them and don't want a relationship with them for ourselves. Son came back with "gifts" from them - a study guide for a specific Bible book (I got John, Husband got Michael, QPP set his on fire before we saw who it was) and a bag of candy that looked like it came out of a thrift store (I got the same one they always get me, which I laughed off the first and second and third time and explained I couldn't stand them because my abuser used to give me one when he was done. Husband is diabetic and got York Patties. QPP actually got something decent though, $20 for gas).
I have managed to keep my "I'd rather you hadn't bothered actually" rantingvto Tumblr, which i don't think they even know exists, but I'm still pissed about the Bible crap as "gifts". I am considering changing tactics completely and being super friendly, mirroring their energy, and giving them the same treatment they've given us. I want to make excuses to visit so I can explain the finer points of shintoism and Celtic paganism in every single conversation. I want to give them books for gifts, books like The Tao of Pooh and The Gospel of The Flying Spaghetti Monster. I want to wrap cash in pamphlets about The Invisible Pink Unicorn and leave it on their fridge.
QPP and husband think I should give myself more time to calm down and just keep ignoring it and playing nice when I'm forced to play at all but like, IT'S BEEN 6 YEARS.
What are these acronyms?
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In your AU, if a toy ever had a wedding, what would it be like and what kind of chaos would likely ensue?
Dogday and Catnap's wedding would be an event that would go down in history with how chaotic it was (affectionate).
Skipping the arc in which Dogday and Catnap fall in love (again) and start dating, some years down the line they just look at each other and go "you know what would be fun? A wedding! In practice it wouldnt change a thing except some legal stuff but it would be so much fun to call you my husband AND also have it be on paper!", and, after talking with Angel + Prototype about it, it's wedding preparations!
I think Catnap would like it to be in the church he goes to, or at least have some catholic elements due to him being religious. Dogday doesn't mind (they talked about it since they started dating) but would like Angel to also add elements from their religion bc it just feels right. In the end, they pick a big wedding venue in order to host all the toys + human friends they would like to invite.
I know there would be – inevitably – a lot of media attention, despite Angel's best efforts in keeping the family away from any unecessary attention. I think at this point there's rumors of one of the "toys" Angel rescued being actually a monster, so when Prototype shows up the only surprise is that the media rumors are indeed true. Everyone who was invited already knew he existed and were used to him by this point so it's all okay!
Speaking of people: Dogday and Catnap invite their neighbors and the parents of the kids they help babysit with the other Smiling Critters. Catnap also invites his friends from the church and the old ladies are SO excited about it (they helped him talk to Dogday before they started dating)! Plus there's also the entire family there.
Craftycorn helps Dogday make his and Catnap's wedding dresses. She's literally vibrating when Dogday asks her for help, she was BORN for this. They make a trillion designs and settling in on one takes months – yes even Catnap has trouble picking a design. Also yes, Catnap's dress is black, he's a goth king.
Mommy Long Legs helps with the decoration. Picky is the one who took care of all the flowers used and also helped with the food. Kickin is helping everyone out with their tasks, and helps the couple pick the music. Bubba and Poppy meanwhile are helping with overall organization, but he and Delight go overboard with helping MLL with the lights so Poppy ends up doing most of the organization work. Speaking of which!
Poppy is there 24/7 next to Catnap and Dogday, making sure all the preparing is more fun than tiring, and eventually she and Kissy help Picky with the flowers and Crafty with the outfits. She's the one that made Catnap and Dogday FINALLY settle on a dress choice. They're glad to have at least one person who can help them settle on a final choice.
When the wedding happens, it's even more chaotic than planned, but in a good way. Everyone is crying, the single reporter allowed to record anything is also crying because she also became a family friend as the years went on, etc etc.
Prototype is trying not to cry, cries anyways because he never thought the kids would ever be able to live this much, Angel is crying because it's their kids getting married and they look so happy. They both get drunk and Angel is recorded dancing on a table, Dogday is laughing so much he's crying.
Mommy Long Legs sings karaoke and her voice is surprisingly good. She, Crafty and Dogday are all singing together while Bunzo is playing a clarinet in the background, and then Catnap joins them and it becomes a whole musical.
What no one expects, however, is Hoppy showing a video showcasing the couple's journey, and the video has OOOOLD recordings of when everyone was back at Playtime Co. pre-HoJ. Prototype found the recordings and gave to her. There's also lots of family videos from the years since the rescue, all in chronological order, featuring plenty of shenanigans and funny moments as well. Catnap and Dogday keep the video after the event, of course.
I dont know who they would pick as best man/woman but I am 100÷ sure this led to an argument. Not between them but between the other toys, because for Catnap and Dogday all Smiling Critters + Delight, Poppy and MLL should be best men and women, but Poppy is like "nononono that's too much!", but in the end they're all picked to be that.
Things that also happened:
Mommy Long Legs and Bobby playfully fighting each other over the flower bouquet. MLL doesn't even plan on marrying, she just wants to show off, and Bobby joined her because she's just excited.
Angel ended up catching the bouquet by pure accident. They were just chilling on the sidelines and then BAM, bouquet on their face. Dogday pretended it wasn't intentional on his part.
The humans kids + the mini critters making a nice surprise for Dogday and Catnap by making nice little drawings and folding them in paper airplanes.
Kickin was completely oblivious to one of the family's human friends flirting with him and genuinely thought the lady was just being nice.
Huggy ended up trapping himself on a tree and Catnap had to rescue him.
Bunzo, who had just hit 21, drinking for the fist time and proudly proclaiming "EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU HYPED ME SO MUCH FOR THIS?", cue to Angel drinking their 5th glass of alcohol and Bunzo staring at them in dissapointment.
Catnap and Dogday dancing forró and piseiro.
Dogday, a bit drunk, starting to cry upon realizing that yes, he just got married.
Prototype and Dogday having to drag Angel to a quieter area because they drank too much.
The following day news showcasing that Dogday and Catnap had their wedding ceremony. Wish I could know what the internet would think about it but I'm 100% sure the fandom for the Smiling Critters cartoon show will never let anyone not know that in real life, DayNap exists.
I think way more shenanigans happened, but on the top of my head, these were the main ones!
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Music for The Kiss at the end of Year Two, one of the most climactic moments in the series.
I ended up having to split this up into two different tracks: one that's a lot quieter and softer, which would ideally play between Jack leaving Bitty at the end of the graduation ceremony (end of 2.17), to right when Jack runs off to find Bitty after talking to his Dad.
The second is the big moment, where Jack finds Bitty in his old bedroom at the Haus. It's much more loud and grandiose. It's swooping and encompassing. It's the kiss.
As always, it's best listened to with headphones!! And be careful with the second track, it goes from real quiet to real loud pretty quickly!
The reason for splitting it into two is simply because, to me, it felt like two different tracks. I was trying to aim for something realistic that you'd hear in the tv show, and tv shows are chock full of dialogue and quiet moments; it quickly became apparent to me that there was a natural separation between the first half of this track and the second half, right after Jack runs off to find Bitty and right before he finds him (basically, when Bitty is crying to Halo by Beyonce).
Anyway, I got this out way faster than I was expecting. We can thank 1) back-to-back snow storms alongside back-to-back arctic freezes that kept me in the house all weekend and 2) sudden inspiration in the shower for how to actually start the first song.
I really hope I did it all justice. When I listen to it I can see it all in my head, so I hope y'all can too, and that y'all enjoy it!!
Here's the track I did for the 2.17 - Graduation update, which in my mind plays right before this if it were in the tv show.
More of my thoughts under the cut:
Starting off right at the end of 2.17 (Graduation), where Bitty hugs Jack thinking that's that and they walk away from each other, I really wanted to keep it light and soft. Airy almost. It's such a delicate moment that it feels wrong to imagine it being noisy with music.
When the piano comes in, that's about when Jack finds his family and talks to his Dad about not having said goodbye to everyone. This is still soft because this conversation Jack has with his Dad is a big one. Then, in the comic, when Jack has his oh panel, there are faint music notes in the background, which I've always believed to be church bells from a campus cathedral or something (don't ask me why. If I'm wrong about that don't tell me either, let me be ignorant in peace). That's what you hear at the end of part one, and the music growing louder is Jack realizing what he has to do and running off to do it.
Between the two tracks is when Bitty is alone in Jack's old Haus bedroom at the beginning of 2.18 (Goodbye for the Summer, pt. 1). I figured all you'd hear in this moment is him singing Halo by Beyonce and sniffling.
Then Jack finds him, and the second track starts. Cue the strings, building, then the swell.
Then the climax.
I pulled the same theme from the Graduation track for this moment, bringing it full circle, only it's much more grandiose and epic in a romantic way, because this is what we've been waiting for, what Bitty's been pining for, of course it's big and loud and encompassing. It's like being swept off your feet and flying up, up, up off the ground. I even bring the church bells back in - maybe the window is open and they're still going off, or maybe it's wedding bells going off in Bitty's head, or something.
(Honestly, I just liked the way it sounded haha.)
The rest of the song is when they start to come back down to Earth, when they break apart and Jack's phone starts ringing, and Bitty's in a daze going "Okay, okay" while Jack's promising to text him.
Then Bitty's alone again. But not really.
#also changed the album art to the omgcp banner ngozi made for a convention!!#it's from may 27 2014#also yes i edited it with the netflix logo. one can dream#omgcp#omgcheckplease#check please#zimbits#composing#musescore#music
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5 life lections with me
Hey girlies,
I’ve come across many delusional posts in the last few weeks and I‘ve wanted to put my two cents.
Please, take all of this with a grain of salt because I am only twentythree and not some old oracle.
Lection 1: You probably won’t marry a billionaire, no matter what you do
I know, many feminity and levelling up influencers tell you that eveything is possible if you do this and that.
Some swear that manifestation works and some tell that Jesus Christ himself blessed them after they joined certain church groups.
Okay, but let’s speak facts: the chances that you’re marrying a billionaire are very low.
The chances that you’re marrying a young, good looking, wants you to be at stay at home girlfriend billionaire are even lower. Those men have their established social circles and tend to marry women within those circles. If you don’t have the right background, social network and education it’s nearly impossible for you to get in those circles.
However, your chances on marrying a handsome looking, appropriate aged man with a good paying job are very high if you put the work into it. I‘m talking surgeons, dentists, lawyers or engineers.
Lection 2: You have to do the work
My dear @memoirsofmimimango recently wrote a post about modern trends (highly recommend checking out her blog, she’s speaking straight facts.) and she touched the subject manifestation.
YES, manifestation can alter your thoughts and put you in a better headspace to stay motivated and reach your goals but that’s it.
You won’t get abs because you wrote it 36 times on a piece of paper, no. You’ll have to eat right and work out.
You won’t magically find your soulmate because you wrote down a character description of them and put it under your pillow, no. You’ll have to go out, meet people and actually talk to them in order to build a relationship, wether it’s platonic or not.
Lection 3: Learn from your mistakes and forgive yourself
Everybody makes mistakes. Everybody. Yes, maybe those mistakes hurt like hell and drag you back down to rock bottom but you have to move on.
You have to move on and forgive yourself, even if it hurts a lot and even if you loose people on your way.
Let’s say you fail 9 times but have succes at your 10th try – you would never know if you didn’t try it one more time.
Lection 4: Value friendships
I go out and make an effort to make friends and keep them. It is so important that you have a couple friends you can trust. Yet, like every relationship friendships are not build over night.
We live in a time with unlimited messenger options, please, for the love of god – text your friends. Call them. Ask them how they are. Make them feel important and valued.
Lection 5: Health is wealth
It is so important to be healthy. Physically and psychically.
I live in Germany and I am very privileged to have 40 paid vacation days. I schedule those days so that I can have at least a few days off every few months and time for a bigger vacation every six months so that I don’t burn out.
I also go out of my way to eat healthy, cook and prepare fresh food and try to stay away from drugs, alcohol and cigarettes.
I get bloodwork done regularly and supplement accordingly. I’ll have to work on my workout routine but I try to get my 10k steps in every day.
Don’t take your health for granted, you’re still young and many people only think about how they’ll look and feel when they’re 80+.
Well, but between your twenties and eighties there are also a few years and you still want to look and feel good when you’re 40 or 60, so work on your health.
Selene
#hypergamyblr#hypergamy#high maintenance#hypergamous woman#baby heaux#heaux#heaux tips#high maintenance heaux#hypergamous mindset#leveled up mindset#leveling up journey#trophy heaux#trophy wives#affluent#leveling up tips#level up journey#leveling up#highsociety#high class#spoiled heaux#spoiled gf#spoiled girl#spoiled girlfriend
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To the anon who is struggling with their faith and identity, hi. I get you. I’m in the same boat in a lot of ways. (Discussion of anti-science rhetoric, lgbt-phobia, and conservative Christian stuff for anyone who doesn’t wanna read that)
I was raised Christian, and taught that evolution and the Big Bang were false. I was taught that dinosaurs were real and the earth was billions of years old, but we were still creationists.
I was also taught that being gay or trans was sinful and that gay marriage shouldn’t be legalized. My family was never outright hostile (my uncle is gay and we always loved him, even though “we just don’t agree with his decision” ugh), but clearly bigoted.
I was also raised in baptist churches, who absolutely love to quote the same three verses over and over in order to tell women (like myself) that our whole purpose is to shut up and bear children and take care of the house, that we are to obey our fathers and husbands in everything and cannot teach men at all. Fortunately my parents at least hated that BS, and after every sermon regarding that point my mom would lecture us that that was the only thing she disagreed with with our church, and that me and my sisters could be whatever we wanted to be. She continually pointed out the instances that contradicted what our churches had said about women’s roles.
When I went to college, I made friends, met people with wildly different backgrounds, and began to form my own opinions. I am a supporter of lgbt rights (I believe that there is strong evidence that wording was changed to condemn homosexuality, and that even if it’s a sin, we are called to love each other first and foremost, and that we cannot force our religious beliefs upon anyone else, and that respecting someone’s sexuality and pronouns is just basic fucking courtesy. I’ve even convinced my trump-supporting grandparents to use peoples preferred pronouns and respect gay marriages, with the logic that “you believe it’s sinful, but they don’t, and you can’t force your religious perspective on them. There is nothing loving about making them uncomfortable just because you disagree.”
I also strongly believe in scientific theories like evolution and the Big Bang. There’s plenty of evidence, and if you read genesis with fresh eyes it’s pretty clear to me it’s highly symbolic, not literal. I can believe God created the universe and that he did so through the Big Bang. I can believe God created humans in his image through the process of evolution.
As I was expanding and changing my worldview, I also realized that I was aroace. I’ve never been interested in dating, I don’t find men good looking at all, and my appreciation for women’s beauty is more similar to how someone would appreciate a painting, not someone they want to date or marry or have sex with.
And I don’t believe it’s a problem for me to stay single either. When I told my mom she immediately told me that the Bible says that singleness is, for many, a gift, and only a different path, not a wrong one.
I often don’t know what God’s intention is, but I do know that Christians are called to be the light of the world. So I will always be kind and loving, because that is how you be a light. I always pray for better understanding of how I should do things, but in the end the most important thing is to be kind.
Sorry if that was rambly, I just wanted to let you know that you aren’t alone in these struggles, and that you can believe different things without being a bad person. Personally, my family doesn’t know that I’m now fairly liberal and that I believe in evolution and the Big Bang and such, but I’m okay with that. If they find out, I’ll tell them more or less what I just said here. Best of luck to you and to anyone else in a similar situation 💛
Thanks for sharing, I’m sure this will be helpful for a lot of people.
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A Shy Archangel
Who knew you had the power to turn the archangel Gabriel into a shy little school boy; who also happens to have a huge crush on you.
Gabriel falling deep into cupid’s pit with a sweet and high class female reader
You were an angel of a girl. Beautiful, kind, and elegant. So much so, it was one big mystery as to why you were with the Winchesters. The whole reason of you being with them was because your mother’s dying wish to John Winchester, their father, was to protect you. So, you stayed with the hunter family, but you didn’t take part in any hunting. You were a more research and lore kind of girl.
So, for all those years, you were the one who stayed back and held the knowledge.
Meeting Castiel and Crowley were alright. Despite the sass and confusion that they can have, they sound quite reverent. Especially Castiel, as most angels usually contain a sort of humble elegance when they spoke. All but one angel that you’ve met.
An archangel to be precise. Gabriel.
He was unlike any angel that you've met or read about. Gabriel was mischievous, a loudmouth, and was nearly as bad as Dean when it came to jumping in bed with any woman who wanted sex.
You look like a church girl. Is what Sam always said to you. He was kind of right. You tried not to swear, you didn’t drink no matter how many times Dean pushed you, and you were still a virgin. This is why Gabriel found himself so in love with you.
Actual love. Not just for a night.
You were so different, so sweet, and so thoughtful, even of him. There were times that you called him to the bunker just to share a cookie because you know how much he loves sweets. And each time, he curses his family, because he finds himself unable to meet your eye. Gabriel couldn’t find any words to say, which was very unlike him, and he got all these butterflies in his stomach.
He was so...shy around you. The trickster in him just vanished and he acted so opposite of himself. Dean teased him and Sam felt sorry for him.
“Hey Y/N...you want a drink?” Gabriel gets so scatter-brained when it comes to thinking about you. So much so that he forgot your distaste for alcohol when he went to grab some for everyone.
You looked up from your book to see him holding a bottle towards you, hand shaking slightly. When you looked up at his face, Gabriel quickly turned his head away from you so he didn’t have to look into your e/c eyes, causing a bit of his brown hair to fall over his face.
“Thank you, Gabriel, but I’m okay. Not my kind of drink.” You said with a sweet smile even though he wasn’t even looking at you. Dean snickered in the background while Sam slapped his shoulder. The archangel mentally cursed his idiocy as he offered you a slight smile, pulling his hand away.
“S-sorry...I...” However, Gabriel didn’t even finish that stuttering sentence as he just nodded to himself and went back to the kitchen. Dean was appalled.
“What about our drinks?” He asked in irritation as Sam hit him again. Meanwhile, a frown came to your face as you watched Gabriel sulk off.
“Was it something I said?” You asked the boys in front of you at the table. They looked at each other before Dean started to snicker a bit, causing you to look at him. He started shaking his head as he laughed to himself. The man couldn’t help it. This whole situation was hilarious to him.
“You did nothing wrong, Y/N. Gabriel just has a little crush on you.” He said with a smirk which caused Sam to nudge him sharply.
“Dean.” Sam whispered with a “what the hell” look on his face. Dean just gave him that look straight back.
“What? If I don’t say something, nobody will. Besides, as entertaining as this is, I’m tired of watching an archangel act like fifteen-year-old who has no experience with women.” Dean said and you both looked at him, wondering why that was his comparison. The older Winchester looked around before meeting Sam’s eyes.
“Like how you were.” He said to his brother and Sam sighed, giving him a slight glare as that was not something that needed to be said. Meanwhile, you were just sitting there and taking in Dean’s words. Gabriel likes you? That would make his behavior make sense, but still.
“He...likes me?” You asked them, a slight blush coming to your face.
“Madly.” “Oh so much.” Sam and Dean said at the same time. You smiled to yourself. Truthfully, it was hard not to like Gabriel. Even after all he’s done to you guys, his playful and energetic nature was something you found endearing. However, it seemed to be put on halt when you were around, causing the eccentric man to take it down several notches in hopes to appease you.
It was very cute.
“Alright, I’m back.” Gabriel soon reappeared with drinks for everyone. He handed Sam and Dean their portion before claiming one for himself. Hesitantly, but also seemingly excited, he took a seat next to you. It took him a few seconds, but he gained enough courage to snap his fingers and have a glass of apple juice.
“Something special for the lady.” He said with a shy smile, and you beamed. Dean then cleared his throat before standing up, forcefully grabbing Sam’s arm to make him stand up as well.
“Well, as adorable as this has been, we are going to leave the two of you be, so our feathery friend here can get something off his chest.” Dean said in what sounded like a friendly manner. However, anyone would know that he was just getting under the other man’s skin. After all the shit Gabriel put him through, this was just desserts.
“Dean.” The archangel said in a warning tone.
“C’mon Sammy, we have things to do.” Dean pulled his brother along back towards his room. Sam looked back at Gabriel, who gave him a look that said “please don’t leave me”. However, the younger Winchester gave him an apologetic look before disappearing, leaving the two of you alone.
Glancing over at him, you saw that Gabriel was staring at his lap, which his hands were folded on. He was wringing his fingers together and tapping his foot every now and then. His wispy brown hair fell over his face, barely concealing his very red cheeks.
“Gabriel...I already know how you feel.” You decided to just rip the band aid off for him because you felt pretty bad about what Dean did. It wasn’t his place to jump in and say anything for Gabriel, even if the archangel struggled to do so himself. You saw him peek out at you from behind his hair.
“Dean told me.” You confessed and you saw a flicker of anger in those honey brown eyes.
You guys sat in silence for a bit before Gabriel sighed. Seeing as his feelings for you were out in the open, he had no reason to hide anymore. Still, that didn’t stop a swarm of butterflies from attacking his stomach when he looked at you. You were looking at him for an explanation.
“I guess...I was just intimidated by you. You’re a different kind of woman than I’m used to. I felt...I felt that I needed to earn you. That you weren’t just a ‘one night stand’ type of gal.” He said with a bit of laughter, looking back at his hands. You smiled sympathetically, feeling a bit flustered that he viewed you so highly. Scooting your chair closer, you placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed it slightly.
“Intimidated by me? I should be intimidated by you, Mr. Trickster.” You said teasingly and Gabriel just tilted his head back down, hair falling back over his face, but there was a smile.
“Why do you have this effect on me...?” He whispered with a grin, a blush on his face. You giggled a bit as Gabriel soon joined in as well. You moved closer till your sides touched and his body went still.
“Don’t worry Gabriel. You don’t have to be shy anymore because...I like you as well.” You told him before using your hand to grab his face and pull it towards you to place a kiss on his cheek.
Your own heart swelled when you saw the little boy smile that crept on his face, and he looked around in bliss.
“Now, go teach the blabbermouth a lesson.” You said to him, patting his shoulder with a smile. Gabriel’s confidence soon returned after he realized that he won the heart of his lady. He looked at you and booped you lovingly on the nose before standing up.
“Oh Dean...” Gabriel called out, his fingers ready to snap and send the older Winchester onto another hellscape. You giggled and opened your book again, listening out for the chaos to come.
Meanwhile, Sam has never run so fast in his life.
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Hii, since your requests are open. I see that you write allot of comfort! Well…if it’s alright with you, could you do the ghouls x GN reader with a stutter? They hate it, they keep quiet to avoid talking, because they get bullied for it by the bad apples of the church. Just wanting some ghoul comfort. Have a good day! :)
SORRY I'M JUST NOW GETTING TO ALL THESE ASKS I'M A DISASTER ASJDNSSDJDNFNM
Sorry it's short, but hopefully sweet! :3 Also I based this off of my own mild stutter, so I'm sorry if it's inaccurate!
Ao3
. . .
You were a hard worker. Sister Imperator knew it. Copia knew it. Nihil knew it (but never admitted it out loud).
You did as you were asked. You did your chores, completed your paperwork, and worked hard in class. You were kind, helpful. You were somebody the Clergy could rely on.
The only thing was, you didn't speak much.
New siblings wrote you off as unfriendly. Older siblings assumed you were burnt out. They thought it was strange, certainly; but they recognized it was no one's business but your own.
The truth was that you had a stutter.
It wasn't a terrible stutter, but it happened often enough that you'd rather just stay silent. In the past, you'd been mocked for it. Mostly by mischievous kids and grouchy old people who didn't care to wait for you to speak, but nevertheless it hurt tremendously.
You found it was simply easier to stay quiet. Only speak when necessary, try to stay under the radar. The last thing you wanted was to be noticed.
Unfortunately, you could never be that lucky. Someone noticed. Several someones, actually.
. . .
"Doll, don't think we haven't noticed."
You look at Aether questioningly, eyebrows raised.
"You don't talk. The rest of us are worried."
You shrug, shaking your head a little.
"You're not mute. So what is it?" He leans against the wall behind him, looking at you intently. "Bad teeth? Annoying voice? C'mon, it can't be that bad." You huff in annoyance at all his questions. "Or are you just nonverbal? That's okay too."
"I have- I have a stutter."
Aether raises his eyebrows. "Is that it? Really?"
You shrug.
"Why would a little stutter make you be so quiet? Is it really that bad?"
You look up at him. "Some-sometimes people don't like it."
He frowns. "It's a stutter. Are you for real?"
You don't really know what to say. Aether sighs.
"Come on."
You furrow your eyebrows in confusion. "Where?"
"To the den." He says it simply, like the decision is final.
"But I-" The next thing you know, you're tossed over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "H-hey! Aeth-"
"If I don't prove to the ghoulettes that you're okay, then they're gonna kick my ass," he explains. "Besides, we're having a movie night. And you're coming."
You groan, but stop fighting. He's much bigger than you, and you won't get very far even if you do get free.
When the two of you enter the den, Aether sets you down gently. Immediately, you're swarmed with four very concerned ghoulettes.
You're gently ushered to the floor of the den, where several ghouls are already snuggled together in a big pile. You realize the pile is filled with not only Copia's ghouls, but Primo's, Secondo's, and Terzo's as well. You didn't know all of their names, or even if they all had names, but they welcomed you with open arms and soft purrs.
Before you know it, you're in the middle of the pile. You're in-between two ghouls, being spooned from each side. Their warmth radiates right over you, keeping you nice and warm. They don't speak, and neither do you; their soft purrs lull you into a peaceful trance as the movie plays, eventually fading into the background as you drift off to sleep.
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what would class b's voice types be (if they all were in a musical, everyone does sing here)
Not proofread we die like men
Yes everyone sings but that doesnt mean they sing well :)
Awase - he somehow manages to sound like a dieing pig, and a acream at the same time but somehow his voice can be really good in certain situations
Sen - his voice is okay but he cant hold a note to save his life
Kamakiri - he doesnt really sing as much as he screams...
Kuroiro - he tries to make the lyrics all dark and edgy but he just ends up sounding like the black crayon from the crayon song. If ykyk
Kendo - shes above average in singing skill and shes a bit more confident than most. She has more range with higher notes though.
Kodai - she has a softer voice than most and is overall a kinda shy singer but its really good.
Komori - shes always up beat and energetic when she sings. She always puts her whole heart into every note and does her best no matter what.
Shiozaki - acapella or whatever that really slow church type of singing is called lol
Shishida - he definitely has a more 'old school' singing style but he sounds a lot better than people would think. Though its hard for him to hold a note for most newer songs
Shoda - hes very quiet and shy when he sings alone and hes kinda bland but when hes singing with someone (like background vocals) he can really bring out their voice.
Pony - shes always happy and upbeat when she sings. Its a bit harder for her to sing slower songs because of that but shes definitely above average voice wise.
Tsubaraba - he has a good voice but he only sings meme songs... he will sing 'the actual cannibal shia leabouf' with his whole heart in such a serious tone (idk if thats how you spell his name but whatever lmao)
Tetsutetsu - he puts his entire soul into the song just to sound like a dieing cow... but he does have passion
Tokage - she pours so much emotion to every song she sings. Shes definitely best for those songs that are supposed to bring tears to the audiences eyes.
Manga - hes way too dramatic for his own good. During any song he sings hes throwing himself around and putting his soul in every note... its kinda funny to watch tho. His voice itself is kinda average though
Honenuki - hes calm and has a good voice but is overall, kinda akward when he sings. Hes too focused on hitting the right notes to be overly dramatic.
Bondo - he has a deeper voice and is better at being the background vocals for some of the more high pitched students. Hes overall better at being a bass than anything else (music kinda bass not the fish)
Monoma - hes the token theater kid. He sings well and he puts his entire soul into every single note.
Reiko - shes good at singing higher notes but the lower she goes the harder it is for her to hold a note (or even make a sound)
Rin - hes pretty average when it comes to singing but he can easily switch languages in the middle of a verse to make it sound a bit cooler. That also makes it to where some songs only he (pony and honenuki) can preform
My first thought was to say songs that reminds me of them singing but I only listen to about 3 different artists so....
#class 1b#bnha headcannons#bnha headcanons#mha headcanons#awase yousetsu#sen kaibara#kamakiri togaru#shihai kuroiro#itsuka kendou#yui kodai#kinoko komori#ibara shiozaki#jurota shishida#nirengeki shoda#pony tsunotori#kosei tsuburaba#tetsutetsu tetsutetsu#setsuna tokage#manga fukidashi#juzo honenuki#neito monoma#kojiro bondo#reiko yanagi#rin hiryu
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okay the miracle job priest is still kinda shouty and not nearly charismatic enough to get away with the fire and brimstone stuff, in my opinion, and I cannot excuse someone who breaks the seal of the confessional because he's angry about something like this.
however? his odd and ineffective sermon about the owner of the land not having his hands in the soil and the worker having faith in god and in his own abilities, about the worker not waiting for a miracle but making one happen?
it ties into something quite nice in this episode, actually: we get to see the bad guy's underling look increasingly uncomfortable with what's going on until he very publically puts the final nail in his boss's coffin, and in doing so reveals to us that he's an actual character with free will and motives and a sense of justified betrayal, and not just background decor.
and that sermon, clumsy and emotionally ineffective as it is, coming after nate telling tomas in the confessional that he has to make things right… yeah I can see how that would push him to take a stand when shit goes properly sideways.
and it's nice, that the key to this win comes at the hands of a local, someone the church is for and has been all his life. it's nice that we don't see nate really abusing being mistaken for a priest in the confessional, as much as the ethics are very much up for debate.
I just wish they'd gotten a better actor for a priest who's sort of meant to be the heart of the community alongside the church we want to be saved. though it's not like it doesn't make sense for an old friend of nate's to be an already angry dude who is, admittedly, kind of at the end of his tether.
(and it's really not his fault that I'm always, always holding up fictional priests against bbc's father brown.)
#the miracle job#leverage#orig#somehow I'd always assumed that paul was maggie's brother and nate's brother-in-law and it turns out that's not in the text at ALL#which is a wild realisation to have the nth time watching the episode let me tell you#also yes I'm being very critical of this dude but as someone who's sat through many dull sermons#out of a vague sense of obligation I think I'm allowed#there may be a cultural difference here in how preachers present themselves actually#though whether it's US/UK or catholic/protestant or both I don't know
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It's time to learn from Letters from Watson "What John Rance Had to Tell."
But first, Holmes explains some of his deductions. He does not explain what the long fingernails on the right hand mean.
And he comes out with what is for me, as a modern reader, a doozy:
The A [in RACHE], if you noticed, was printed somewhat after the German fashion. Now, a real German invariably prints in the Latin character, so that we may safely say that this was not written by one, but by a clumsy imitator who overdid his part. It was simply a ruse to divert inquiry into a wrong channel.
What? A German fashion of writing?
OKAY. It turns out that, prior to World War II, German was written in different scripts than other European languages, which the University of Wisconsin has documented for us because German immigrants continued to use them.
Here are a snipper of UW's examples of Kurrent and Sütterlin, as well as capital letters from Wikimedia's Fraktur.
The Fraktur A looks so much like a U that I can't believe Lestrade wouldn't have read the word as "ruche" and decided the victim was a dressmaker.
Calligrascapes gives examples of Spencerian (U.S.) and Copperplate (UK) handwriting of the late Victorian period here. Lower-case A looks almost the same as in Kurrent. I feel like our wall-scrawler must have used Sütterlin.
That our killer is familiar with a German A implies he either reads German comfortably or corresponds regularly with people of German ancestry. Since Holmes says "a real German" would use Latin letters (so he corresponds with Germans or visits Germany), killer is presumably familiar with a German-American community, which is certainly plausible if he's from Ohio (or Pennsylvania, or much of the Upper Midwest).
Whew.
Holmes' passing mention of going "to Halle's concert to see Norman Neruda" is about seeing Czech violinist Wilma Norman-Neruda perform at an occasion organized by Anglo-German pianist and conductor Sir Charles Hallé (also Norman-Neruda's future second husband).
Finally, we arrive at the home of Constable Rance. Last episode, it was given as Audley Court, Kennington Toll Gate. The latter part is a real place, the site of a toll gate that was demolished about 15 years before the time of the story. Here's an old photo shared by The Underground Map.
Today the site of the toll gate is a plaza with public art.
The "long succession of dingy streets and dreary by-ways" suggests the cab ride was to somewhere near the old toll gate site (possibly just west of St. Mark's Church, which is the tower in the background), rather than directly to the triangle of land where it sat. There's not a lot of space right there, due to Kennington Park, which has a long history as a public common and site of hangings.
I suspect any police constable trying to live in London today would sympathize with Rance's living in a "sordid dwelling." Rance also takes bribes.
Rance is, of course, astonished by Holmes' powers of deduction. But what was the "drunk" man singing? I was sure in my heart that "Columbine" was "Columbia" (an old-fangled term for the United States) and searching for that made it possible to cheat when I Heard of Sherlock's discussion of this matter came up in my search results. It's "Columbia, Gem of the Ocean." Here's an audio file.
“Had he a whip in his hand?”
Where on earth did a whip come from? We've no such wounds on the victim, and the killer came with him in a cab.
I might not have gone but for you, and so have missed the finest study I ever came across: a study in scarlet, eh? Why shouldn’t we use a little art jargon. There’s the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it.
And... title drop! If this is the fates weaving the tapestry of life, surely it says something about Holmes that all the other threads are colorless besides murder.
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CONTESTANTS
I will make the bracket soon but if anyone has any reason why X character shouldn't be in the tournament, let me know. (Please no Kristen Applebee discourse, the pro-Kristen is catholic got to me)
Philip Wittebane has been disqualified
The main I'm ??? Idk if they should be allowed is Philip Wittebane/Emperor Belos
Propaganda was:
Okay okay so like he's technically Puritan-coded but like the Catholic background is still applicable imo. This man truly acts like he's a "savior" and really goes full martyr mode where instead of being like "yeah no my actions were reprehensible" he's like "I AM BEING PERSECUTED FOR DOING WHATS RIGHT BY RIDDING THE WORLD OF THESE WICKED VILE WITCHES". He also follows some Catholic symbolism pretty heavily in the last episode: he's posed similarly to Jesus being crucified, in a monster form he strikes a pose reminiscent of the Adam and God painting from the Sistine Chapel, and he even calls the Boiling Isles(a place full of witches and demons separate from the human realm) a "Perdition", which is "a state of eternal punishment and damnation into which a sinful and unpenitent person passes after death." in Catholic theology. So YES he's Puritan coded but I feel there's enough overlap to consider him for Catholic. Hear me out I know I said Philip was probably Puritan so like. Imagine how funny it'd be to be lumped in the Catholic pool. He would be FURIOUS at being called Catholic he would HATE it. It'd be hilarious. Please consider it.
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His whole villain modus operandi is crowning himself Emperor in what could reasonably be interpreted in-universe as Hell (it's not, but it sure does fit a lot of the stereotypical requirements of Hell in roundabout ways, specifically Dante's Inferno kind of stuff) by claiming that he's a prophet/follower/proclaimer etc. of "the Titan's Will" which is basically just a reskin of God's Will aka the typical uber-controlling religious fear mentality the Catholic church was and still kind of is known for. He claims that "wild" or unrestricted magic is displeasing the Titan (the main, uh, god-figure? sorta? of the show) leading everyone to destruction (sin) and that the only way to "please the Titan" is to submit to "magical purification" aka have one's magic be sealed off to only allow one type of magic to be used at a time. Those that don't adhere to this "purification" are evil Wild Witches that must be eradicated. The whole ideology is just Catholic repentance and crusading with a different coat of paint. Not only that but he literally built himself a castle with Catholic aesthetics, specifically church/cathedral ones—it has tons of stained glass windows and painting depicting his "virtues" and accomplishments in clearly religious ways, similar to how Catholic churches use their stained glass windows. He also cloaks a lot of his actions as being a part of "the Titan's Will" and is the main interpreter of said Will, which is pretty much like being the Pope. The kicker of it all is that he's just using all of this as a ruse to eradicate all of witch/demonkind because he's a witch hunter with a grudge nearly 400 years old and still going strong—the ends justify the means and all that.
This bitch is a radical Puritan Protestant witch hunter (the Puritan part being subtext due to where he specifically originated from, the witch hunter part EXPLICITLY CANON) and he just goes full ham on the Catholic Pope aesthetic when he becomes Emperor—lots of gold, grand regalia/clothing, religious iron fist, the whole bit. Over witches and demons, the very thing he's trying to wipe from existence to "save humanity." He basically becomes the fucking Demon Realm Anti-Christ Pope or something. Something something you became the very thing you swore you would destroy something something. The finale of the show ends off with him BECOMING A DRAGON (Revelations allegory) because he got turned into parasitic green goop. The irony here is so massively ridiculous it's insane. Not only that but HE'D HATE BEING NOMINATED AS A CATHOLIC. CAN YOU IMAGINE? PURITAN WITCH HUNTER BECOMING TUMBLR'S CANONIZED PATRON SAINT? HE'D BE SO FREAKING PISSED ABOUT IT (deserved)
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Matt Murdock/Daredevil (Daredevil)
kurt wagner/nightcrawler (x-men)
Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)
Homura Akemi (Madoka Magica)
Vector the Crocodile (Sonic the Hedgehog)
Kirei Kotomine (Fate franchise)
Ronan Lynch (The Raven Cycle)
Temenos Mistral (Octopath Traveler 2)
John Ward (FAITH)
Claude Frollo(The Hunchback of Notre Dame)
Eddie Brock (Venom)
Enrico Pucci (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
Amon from (Tokyo Ghoul)
Galahad (The Mechanisms)
Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb)
Johnathan (Shin Megami Tensei IV)
Seeley Booth (Bones)
Doomguy (Doom)
Pope Pinion IV (Cars)
707/Luciel Choi (Mystic Messenger)
Aymeric de Borel (Final Fantasy 14)
Dana Scully (the X files)
Father Alexander Anderson (Hellsing)
Ky Kiske (Guilty Gear)
Akane Kurashiki (Zero Escape)
Hell boy (HellBoy)
Kristen Applebees (Dimension 20's Fantasy High)
Louis de Pointe du Lac (Interview with the Vampire/The Vampire Chronicles)
Pastry Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom)
Sister Michael (Derry Girls)
Wesley Hailoh (Rhyme and Reason)
Abuela Alma Madrigal (Encanto)
The Derry Girls (Derry Girls)
Aslan from (Chronicles of Narnia)
Father Paul (Midnight Mass)
Helena Bertinlli (DC comics)
Jean Valjean (Les Misérables)
Mac McDonald (It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia)
Mark Heathcliff (The Mandela Catalogue)
Saint Citrina Rocks (Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy)
Tatsumi Kazehaya (Ensemble Stars)
Belizabeth Brassica (Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy)
Caesar Zeppeli (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)
Chrollo Lucilfer (Hunter x Hunter)
Father Brown (Father Brown)
Gabriel (Ultrakill)
Hot Pants (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
Javert (Les Miserables)
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) - Fate/Grand Order
Justin Law (Soul eater)
Lady Rhea (Fire Emblem)
Luis Serra Navarro (Resident Evil)
Mello (Death Note)
Ryker | Show: Roleslaying With Roman
Nate Ford (Leverage)
Nico D'Angelo (Percy Jackson)
Patton Sanders (Sanders Sides (Web Series))
Pucci (Jojos Bizarre Adventure)
Puss in Boots
Quasimodo (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)
SCP-166 (Just a Teenage Gaia)
Shadow the Hedgehog (sonic)
Sir Keradin Deeproot (Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy)
The Penitent One (Blasphemous)
Tobias Schneien (Ghost Eyes)
Vito Corleone (The Godfather)
Angel (Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series)
Asia Argento (High School DxD)
chuck e. cheese
Bishop Raphaniel Charlock from Dimension 20 - the Ravening War
Blake Langermann - Outlast 2
Brother Cellanus from The Completely Unerotic Adventures of Brother Cellanus
carlos reyes from 911 lone star
Carrie White (Carrie)
Catherine of Aragon (SIX the Musical)
CC from Code Geass
Detective William Murdoch (Murdoch Mysteries)
Double (Skullgirls)
Doug Jones from The VelociPastor
Dracule Mihawk (One Piece)
Duo Maxwell from Gundam Wing
Father John Mulcahy- MASH
Felicia Hardy (Black Cat) | Spiderman
Firestar warrior cats
Flayn from Fire Emblem Three Houses
Frank Castle
Gerard from Unholyverse
Gloria Maria Ramirez Delgado-Pritchett (Modern Family)
Ibara Shiozaki from My Hero Academia
Inori Yamabuki/Cure Pine and Fresh Precure
Jason Todd in DC Comics
John "Soap" MacTavish (Call of Duty)
John Gaius (The Locked Tomb)
Junk rat from Overwatch
Knuckles the hedgehog from Sonic.
Kuroe (Magia Record)
Kyoko Sakura from Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Leliana (Dragon Age)
Lestat de Lioncourt - the Vampire Chronicles (Books/Movies/TV)
Libra (from Fire Emblem: Awakening)
Link - The Legend of Zelda
Maddie Fitzpatrick (Suite Life of Zack and Cody)
Marcy Park (The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee)
Mercedes - Fire Emblem: Three Houses
Michael Carpenter (Dresden Files)
Michael Corleone, the Godfather
Ocean O'Connell Rosenberg from Ride the Cyclone
Philip Wittebane/Emperor Belos - The Owl House (disqualified)
Pontifex Belizabeth Brassica from Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy
Rin Okumura from Blue Exorcist
Robocop
Sasuke from Naruto
Shiozaki Ibara bnha
Shiro Fujimoto from Blue Exorcist
simon belmont castlevania
Steve Rogers
Tammy Edwards from the play Legoland by Jacob Richmond
Valeria Garaz (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 reboot)
Valery Michailov (Goncharov - 1973)
Zakuro Fujiwara from Tokyo Mew Mew
Kawabuchi Sentarou (Kids on the Slope)
Kaworu Nagisa (Neon Genesis Evangelion)
Emilio Santoz from The Sparrow
Remy LeBeau (Gambit) from Marvel Comics X-Men
jesus but from jesus christ superstar. i think this should count
Leon from 8:11
Sister Mary from The Young Pope
Replacement:
Miles Morales (Marvel Comics)
Friar Tuck (Robin Hood)
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Hello! I’m a bit confused about timelines still so I figured I’d ask you if that’s okay? The Choir in past shows like the St. Pancras ritual and The Room Below ritual is Espera/the one we have today, right? They are so stunning and their voices are so beautiful, it makes me happy that they’ve done background vocals live with the band for so long if they’re indeed the same 😭🖤 Their upgraded looks are so cool too, they look like the fates
Hello Anon, ty for the ask 🖤 It’s more than okay, I’m always happy to answer questions (I just have an awful response time at the moment).
I have the majority of Sleep Token's timeline in a post here, but it is a long read so I’ll summarize the parts that may help clarify things for you.
Specific to Espera/The Choir, you’re correct. They’ve been the same three women each time they performed/toured with Sleep Token. They’ve opened for several of Sleep Token’s rituals in the band Exploring Birdsong, and as far as I can tell, the first time they did so was for Ritual XI at St Pancras Old Church on October 11, 2018. They also performed The Way That You Were with Vessel and the Keyboardist, concluding the ritual for that evening. The first full ritual they performed with Sleep Token, however, was when the band opened for Baby Metal and Amaranth on July 2, 2019.
The Choir wasn't a staple of Sleep Token’s rituals until more recently. They would perform alongside Sleep Token at most UK/European rituals, but had not followed Sleep Token overseas to Australia or The United States until 2023.
It’s worth noting that the Keyboardist did backup vocals for Vessel as well, until she left the band after Ritual XI to pursue personal projects. You can hear her singing in some live videos from 2018, but she’s most easily heard in the Maida Vale session recordings that Sleep Token did in April 2018. My friend has this video on his YouTube channel, and I put his mp3 files in my Google Drive under “Maida Vale Session 2018.”
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This last episode of The Gilded Age made me cry AGAIN. this show is perfection and I am so here for what's coming next. Spoilers under cut cuz I have mutuals who arent caught up to the most recent episode. I'm not talking about EVERYTHING tho cuz I only remember the big parts tbh.
HOLY SHIT okay so first off, Peggy and the reporter guy whose name I always forget KISSED last episode!!!!
So glad Marian was like GIRL HE'S MARRIED TF?!
Also the whole thing with the school closing, like I cannot believe they would just close it because it's a school for black kids wtf 1880's New York!! You're supposed to be more progressive, but yeah stark reminder of the times we're in during the show.
The whole thing with Mrs. Russell and Mrs. Winterton being all petty with each other now that Winterton has some pull with the old guard who are leaving the Academy for the Met??? 🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌. HERE. FOR. IT. love the bargaining to get the center box. Like Winterton, girl, this is BERTHA RUSSELL.
oh and speaking of hbic Mrs. Russell, the Duke is coming to the Met omfg her whole world just ended right there!! The look on her face when Larry and Gladys were like " Hey, were off to the party, see ya!"
That fucking party too!!!! Omfg Dash, I cannot with you!!!!! To like invite everyone that you know to this solarium thing which, baller move btw I would love to have my own solarium in a garden like living the dream
Okay, so this party is popping off too like all the DRAMA
Gladys is getting hit on by ANOTHER bachelor, and Larry comes to the rescue like a protective older brother, we stan.
Oscar and Maud are hella cute together, like I know he's gay and kind of a fortune chaser, and I have a feeling she's got something going on with her...like idk there's just some slightly red tinged flags with her background...I guess we'll see...BUT they kissed too!!!!!! And it was so hot!!!! Like daaamn Oscar!!! I didn't know you could kiss a lady like that!!
So Dashiel puts the party together for the dedication of the solarium, but then as he's making a speech about it, he brings up Marian!!!
And then he starts going on this rant about moving back to NY to have his daughter grow up where he did and he didn't expect to fall in love
Y'all the look on Marian's FACE!!??? it was the same look I had too tbh
HE PROPOSED TO HER!!!!! AND AUNT AGNES WAS ALL ABOUT IT CUZ DUH
Omg and Aunt Ada and Forte were both like UH UH YOU DO NOT WANNA SAY YES WE CAN TELL!!!!
Like everyone was hella shocked and YALL THE SCREAM I SCREAMED WHEN THEY SHOWED LARRY'S FACE!!!! this poor man just got dumped by his boss/milfy widow just to come back to NY and see the other girl he liked get engaged. Big fat L for Larry.
Cut to Jack, he sent in for a patent for that clock piece he invented, and he gets denied because he's not part of a clockmakers guild or whatever.
Fucking Armstrong over here has to shit in his Cheerios and just talk mad shit like I cannot wait for her to say the wrong thing in front of Agnes. like you're on thin ice already because of all the racist shit you did and said to Peggy, Armstrong like what is your game plan???
So Mr. Russell goes to one of the union dudes houses. Like it's the same guy who came to his house but again, I forget their names
They talk for a min and it looks like Russell is having a small change of heart when he sees the man's family. The oldest son who doesn't look more than like 17 tells Russell that he's working in the mill too, to support his family.
Russell leaves and is greeted by a mob of people who work in the mills. Like they brought their families too so you see women with babies in their arms.
Rest of the episode is going back and forth between the smaller plots. Like Bannister and one of the other servants whose name I also forget seeing Church come back to the Russell home drunk, which ended up being that it was the 30th anniversary of the death of Church's wife who died so he got drunk.
Same small plot thing, Mrs. Astor, Mrs. Van Rhijn, and Mr. McAllister all come together to plot how to save the Academy since Winterton is taking a bunch of people and taking them to the Met.
Okay, now for the worst cry I had.
Forte and Ada come to visit Agnes after their honeymoon to Niagara Falls.He had been having some back pain and he went to some doctors
At first it was just like oh here's some pain meds to take care of it, let's go do some tests though.
Well....he goes to another specialist and he tells Forte that he has something more serious.
Cut to Marian coming to visit, she's thinking it's about her engagement to Dash, so she starts to talk about it with Ada
Ada was like "I didn't call for you?"
Forte comes out and says "I did. I need to talk to the both of you." And makes Ada and Marian sit.
Scene cuts to Marian rushing into the Van Rhijn house, Agnes, Oscar, and cousin Aurora are all there.
We find out that Uncle Forte as Marian calls him, has cancer. It's the kind that starts in the back and begins to spread. So it sounds like he has some sort of bone cancer?
Agnes immediately rushed over to Ada
Scene change and we go to Ada and Forte in his bed, she's cuddling him and telling him that they'll get through it. She starts to tear up which makes him cry.
The doorbell rings, and Ada goes downstairs
She sees Agnes there and she runs into her sister's arms.
The sobbing that Cynthia Nixon did here absolutely destroyed me.
Agnes saying to Ada, "I'm here. You've not to worry." Just reminded me of my brother doing that with me when our mom died and it broke me.
Agnes tried to get Ada and Forte to come to the Van Rhijn home but they said no
Props to Ada and Forte. Death with dignity will always be my stance and I think that's what is going to be implied here.
Mad props also go to Mr. Russell for not shooting the strikers. I think he's starting to have a change of heart with the robber baron tendencies.
All in all, GOOD EPISODE. MADE ME CRY. I LOVED IT. can't wait to see how the opening night will go lololol specially cuz Winterton doesn't know about Mr. Russell basically blackmailing the dude from the Met!! Ohohohohhooooo
#the gilded age#gilded age hbo#gilded age spoilers#gilded age hbo spoilers#gilded age s2e6#stan the Russells
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Terzo x Reader
Not R rated, but the conversation it dirty
Unedited rough from my long winded fanfic just hit 80k yey
Just two people falling in love who really wish they weren’t falling in love.
Tags: characters vibing, Mathew Lillard love, companionship
“Are you okay, Pittore?” The room was awash with nag champa body wash and tendrils of steam.
You turned over again to see him in black silk pyjamas, hair wet and combed back. His face was clean and impish. “Yeah, it’s just a lot,” you grimaced.
“Shower pressures…. Eh,” he thumbed, “if you still need mulling over.”
“I think I’ve stewed enough,” you drew yourself up in bed. Your body long to be held, you shoved the feeling down. “Now, what do two people do in hotel rooms on holiday?”
“Is this a trick question?” He arched a brow and came to sit on his bed. They were less than a metre apart.
“If you are not being painted, fucking someone, popeing about, bowling, writing music… what do you do, Terzo?”
“Popeing about?!” He frowned, “I know I must do something… but right now, I cannot think… I spend a lot of time with my ghouls, the church takes up most of my time. Sermons, giving guidance, funerals, marriage, mass, music, rituals, planning…” as he spoke he seemed to get more and more tired.
“Is it fulfilling, Terzo?” You asked quietly.
“I uh… I hope so, I give a lot of myself to it after all,” he laid on his side to watch you.
“It gives back though?”
He went silent in thought.
Perhaps you should not have prodded, “what do you do with your ghouls?”
“We drink, we talk, we listen to music, we watch horror films,” his voice was still distant.
“Do we watch something?” You guessed and thumbed over to the ancient television.
“I think I remember something about touching ourselves to Scream? Oh Mathew Lillard, take me right here right now~” he purred.
“Might be a bit jumpy for Scream, Scooby doo was also on the table,” you guessed.
“One or two?” He narrowed his eyes.
“I am surprised you’ve seen either, really,” you chuckled.
“Oh, you do not understand my love of scooby doo, you know my father was actually featured in an episode of scooby doo,” he said pridefully, “he’s an ass but it’s a kind of claim to fame.”
“Bullshit,” you scoffed.
“Is not, you got a laptop?”
You grabbed up your iPad in disbelief and shuffled up to squeeze yourself next to him on the single mattress.
“If I knew it was going to be like this, I would have got a third, bigger bed for activities,” he chuckled, squeezing himself close to the wall.
“Oop,” you almost fell off. “Try lengthways.”
He began laughing seemingly out of nowhere. And shuffled about until his back was toward the wall adjacent.
“What?” You join his contagious giggle.
“It’s like two awkward teenagers, rearranging, ‘try it lengthways, Terzo’,” he chuckled some more.
You shook your head and passed him a pillow before grabbing one for yourself, placing it behind your back. You were close enough to run shoulders. It was a closeness you needed.
“Uh passcode…” he politely looked away as you unlocked your iPad. “Oh cuuute,” He drawled. Your background was another photo of you and Marie, you were larping, it was old. Rhea kept the two of you apart for a long time, you were just glad she waited for you in the aftermath. “You said I was the elf, but it was you all along, you are the Legolas,”
“So it seems, my pointed ears are fake though,” you smirked.
“And that is Marie?” He pointed to the woman in full plate.
“Yes and I can see you drooling.”
“I do not know what you mean.” He opened YouTube and looked up a specific scooby episode featuring Papa Emeritus Nihil.
“Well I’ll be damned, he is a likeness,”
“Yes, he used to do the teeth over the lips,” he referred to the makeup. “I think the upper lip is uh, sexier, si?” He looked at you.
“Oh, you’re looking for my approval? hmm,” you looked at him then back to the cartoon chase scene. “You got a photo of him?”
“Uh… one better…” he went through YouTube again and looked up the whiskey-a-go-go 1969.
“And that’s your Dad?”
He huffed, “that’s my dad.”
He certainly paraded himself like he was related to Terzo. “Hmm, I like your simplistic one, I think… or perhaps I’m more used to it?”
“Very definite, thank you, Pittore.”
“I aim to please,” you smirked.
“I somehow doubt that.”
“You have assumptions do you?” You gave him a sly look, “go on, you know if we both assumed we would not enjoy each other, might be a bit of a cold shower.” You shrugged.
“I…. Don’t know in which world I wouldn’t enjoy you, Caro,” he wrinkled his nose.
“Hmm, you’ve got strangely long toenails.”
“And that turns you off me, huh? Who knew you were so vain,” he grinned away.
“They curl and cut into my shins, couldn’t have that,” your mouth pulled in disgust.
“You uh… overthink the morality of our sex, you want to top me because, patriarchy, but want to take it because you want duality. You weigh so much of the world on your shoulders, you would not be present. You’d only come when thinking of world peace.”
“Wow, I’ve been read. Yikes Terzo, the sting.” He only beamed at you. “Yeah, well, you can talk about being present. You’re going to be thinking of your mighty goat lord, eager to please him more than me. Hell, you’ll be imagining me with a big goat head and hooves. Hoof fetish.”
“Looks like we both have claws tonight, Caro Pittore, ouch, if I wasn't thinking of him before, I will now. Thank you.” he rubbed his silk clad chest, “and still you will be thinking of Sister Josie looming over us from the ceiling. You’re going to have your eyes closed the whole time!”
“You’re just going to be bad, you have the reputation. The thing about narrative is that we feel like we must live up to them. You’re going to treat sex like a kind of tried true checklist, literally counting thrusts,” you knocked his shoulder with yours as you both chuckled. “No soul, Terzo.”
“Counting trusts!” He parroted, laughing.
“Yes, yes, to ABBA, always with the ABBA Terzo, we had ABBA last night, are we having it five nights in a row?!”
“Gimme gimme gimme, just has a rhythm I like to thrust to,” he justified in whine.
“Oh no, you’ve ruined the song for me!” You sulked.
“Or have I made it better, Pittore? Huh?” When you only gave him a distressed look he took aim, “You know with all your overthinking, you might do better fucking my no-friends rat-boy brother.”
“No-friends rat-boy?!” You wheezed, “hey, no, I like Copia.”
“Si, but he is my brother so I am contractually obligated to be at least a little mean to him. The two of you would come with clothes still on talking about the nature of… obscurity and… authenticity?”
“Stop, the discourse, it’s almost too much for me to handle!” You laughed.
“I do not think this is helping, I think if anything, I want to fuck you even more.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right, who else could you come clean to about your hoof fetish?” You grimaced.
“Exactly, who else would love me for my heinous toes…? uh, make love to me…” he amended over himself.
You ignored the slip and looked down to where his feet were bare and perfectly normal looking, “yep, they are a crime against nature,” you nodded in lament.
“Enough, you’ll make me all flustered with all this toenail talk, if we delved into any kind of heated discourse, that would be it for you too. Safer if we just watch our movie, huh?”
“Yes, quite right,” you smiled.
“You uh, comfortable here or should we…?” he nodded over to the two armchairs but the tv.
You felt the warmth radiating from his arm, the scent of incense and leather, “I’m good here.. are you okay here?”
“Si, Tesoro,” he said softly and found the first scooby doo on Netflix. At some point his arm came around your middle. You were comfortable, worse, you were safe.
Thank you for reading! Here is where the full fic will eventually be~ there is a first chapter hanging out if you want to read that c:
#terzo emeritus#terzo#terzo x reader#papa emeritus x reader#papa emeritus iii#papa terzo#ghost bc#ghost fic#ghost fanfic#papa x reader#ghost fanfiction#reader insert
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Happy Wincest Wednesday! (or Sunday in this case)
I have a few questions for people to answer. Feel free to answer them all or just one (or none at all) even if you’re not tagged!
what song describes samdean the most?
man. i used to have a painstakingly crafted playlist with like narrative and all but it's been rendered obsolete in the couple years since by the change in both my taste and my perception of them. if i had to choose one right now, i'd go with you and i in unison by la dispute, because la dispute are 1) good poetry 2) good at longing and devotion 3) this particular song is about grief but not loss of love so it feels like a post-finale song (i encourage you to listen or read the full lyrics)
I will sing sweetly, hope that the notes change but
I do not need it to happen. I’m not resigned to it. And
If they never do I’ll sing your name in every line
Just like I did throughout this, just like I’ve always done
In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured son
In all those giving up, in all those giving in
Until I die I will sing our names in unison
my other go-to artists for them would be mount eerie and, ig, townes
if spn was set in europe, what country would the Winchesters be from? What language/languages would they speak (+ what car would they drive if not the impala, kinda)
haha okay i don't have any strong headcanons but i can tell you about a specific russian au we had going with friends and even meant to ttrpg the setting a little but it never worked out
dean was driving an old volga gaz-21 third series (which might have connotations that do not need exploring at this juncture but i'm actually very bad at both cars and soviet history lol) which would be pretty damn cool if lovingly maintained all the way from 60s to 2005 and of course dean would call it "lastochka" (a common endearment for beloved cars) only i have no idea how possible it would be for hypothetical john to get one in the first place
and he wouldn't really have grown up on bootlegs of western music so much as the likes of Kino and maybe even Grazhdanskaya Oborona which was weird af but also massively beloved across different classes subcultures and backgrounds so
talking monsters of the week, i'd love to see their ass kicked by a rusalka (mermaid but creepier) or even a domovoy for comedy (those are generally helpful but mischievous) and get into all kinds of trouble with an array of superstitions while helping the babushkas who give the superstitions power by relying so strongly on them, especially in little villages...
is there a project you’re working on currently? Do you have a line or sketch from it to share?
maybe? i hope to rework one of my longer wips into a short but finished (god please) fic but don't hold your breath
what’s the first fanfic for supernatural you’ve written? Did you publish it? Or if you don't write: what's the first fanfic you remember reading?
yeah, i've published it. was for first-time fest, where you picked an episode and did a first-time. coincidentally, i was going through my drafts and found a 2+ years old reblog of it i never posted, so since i didn't even reblog it for timezones then, have a link now (if you read it and like it feel free to reblog this blast from the past haha)
is there another codependent/enmeshed duo from a different fandom you enjoy? Are there parallels to Sam and Dean?
jesus. dunno, i don't think so? they have quite a unique combo of wholesome/dark/devoted
what type of wincest dynamic do you currently enjoy most? (sexual, platonic, dark, fluffy, early seasons, etc.)
the same one i've always enjoyed most — late seasons kind of bittersweet but securely established relationship vibe (in spirit of self-promotion, do check out my ao3 for more of the same haha!)
tagging whoever wants to be tagged etc etc. @prince-of-elsinore tysm for tagging me—it was fun!
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