The King of Heaven wants me, so this world has lost its grip on me | AuthorToBeNamedLater | 30ish | Wife | Boy mom | Oklahoma | Writing like I'm running out of time | Revelation 21:5
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(Break for a doodle of me and Mr as frogs, a trick or treat gift from @ablatheringblatherskite. Now, back to our regularly scheduled post.)
Doomed to die with a hard drive full of WIPs. DinBo shipper before it was cool. Unofficial godmother of the Halo TV Tumblr fandom and founder of Silver Timeline Central. Self-appointed president, Forward Unto Dawn/Lasky x Silva fan club. On a mission to make everyone I meet into a Babylon 5 fan, you are warned. Adopter of side characters and spinner of too many AUs. My husband and I WILL adopt you.
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Sooo. Would learning boxing or some sort of martial art HELP someone* who, say, had anger issues, or would it make it worse to give them the skills to actually, y’know, do something in the midst of a bout of said anger issues?
Exercise is a renowned stress reliever, so I guess as long as you aren't putting your newfound skills to use on a window or wall or something, I think you're all right.
Ohhhh, poor Heath, he's been through every ring of Hell and then dragged back through them again but upside down and on his head! He deserves the best day ever at the zoo once he's on his feet again! *nodnods firmly*
Another great chapter and always looking forward to the next! 😎👍💖💖💖
First of all, let's make sure we understand where our sources come from. Pope Pius XI indeed did write an instruction recalling the faithful to modesty of dress on January 12, 1930. In there were instructions to continue to dress modestly even in athletic competitions, but nowhere in the document are the guidelines listed above found. The document can be found in Latin in the official record of legal documents from Catholic Church, Acta Apostolicae Sedis 1930, p, 26-28.
The guidelines given for women's modesty of dress actually come from a "Marylike Standards for Modesty in Dress" added to an English translation of the document by "olvrc.com," which is cited by many "traditional" sources.
Even if you do not know Latin (as any traditionalist ought to, but many embarrassingly do not), you can see through comparison that the original decree has twelve points and the addendum has six additional points. Misleading at best.
Secondly, modesty in dress is largely culturally conditioned and far overstressed in contemporary Christian discussions about chastity. Far more important historically has been the concept of custos oculi, custody of the eyes, clearly required by our Lord Jesus when he said,
"You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’ But I say to you that every one who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart. If your right eye causes you to sin, pluck it out and throw it away; it is better that you lose one of your members than that your whole body be thrown into hell." (Matthew 5:27-29)
Christianity that is paying attention to the words of Christ knows that it sin is primarily in the lust in the heart, not in the dress. If one has a problem with chastity, look first to they eye and to the heart. Custody of the eyes is commanded by Our Lord and chastity is first of all a matter of the heart.
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)
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online numbers can really fuck you up when it comes to your creative work because you're sharing something you worked on with all your heart but it's very important to remember there's actual people behind those numbers. even if it's 1. that's one whole actual person. that's a human being who said "haha nice". that's a connection with a REAL person with a REAL life and REAL thoughts and feelings and experiences. like. damn. that should mean something
canon is what happens in the text. e.g. merlin tries to poison morgana
a headcanon is a fact that you have personally made up as an elaboration of canon. it is your invention. e.g. i think morgana and gwen had a teenage lesbian situationship before the events of canon. or, i think modern morgana would love evanesence.
an interpretation is how one reads the existing text. it is not an invented fact nor is it a headcanon, it is a reading. e.g. i think merlin tries to poison morgana out of misplaced self-hatred. or, i think that one line was delivered with suppressed malice and shows a nuanced relationship.
fanon is the general fandom’s accepted headcanons and interpretations that elaborate or recontextualize canon. e.g. merlin is a badass waif and morgana is a bitch.
these are all different words with different meanings.
If your business can only be reached and all info about it only be accessed via Facebook or Instagram, know that it isn’t reachable or accessible AT ALL.
The whole metaverse can no longer be properly viewed without an account and I am definitely not making one just to see your contact info or opening hours.
Get a fucking WEBSITE. It can be just a static landing page with the relevant information. But get off the metaverse!
Furthermore: It is not difficult to set up a social media page for a fake business. If you don't have a website, even a basic one, you look scammy and people are less likely to spend enough time with you to find out otherwise.
(Or: The price Kurt has to pay for surviving Onyx.)
Came up with this during VBS, maybe to remind myself that some things are worse than leading preschoolers through church holding on to a rope. Wrote it on a 30-minute work break last night.
This is just an Awakening sequel (surprise surprise) concept I’ve been playing with. Don’t know how I would stitch it together plot-wise or if the end product will allow for it. I might be borderline delusional to think there will even BE an end product. Lots of repurposed dialogue I think I used pretty well. More Silver Kurt for @genesisgrey’s enjoyment.
If you REALLY want to dial up the pain here you can listen to the Deliver Hope music while you read.
For personal and story reasons, I need Kurt alive. But someone has to detonate those nukes.
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Jorge looked around the room. “You know this is a one-way trip.”
“We all make it sooner or later.” Kurt didn’t pause inspecting his gear.
“Yeah,” Jorge agreed. “But you’re not making it today.”
“If you’ve got a better idea, I’d love to hear it.”
Jorge waited a heartbeat. “Give me the detonator.”
Now Kurt stopped. “What?!” He whipped around to face Jorge.
“You asked for my idea. This is it.”
“Are you crazy? No.”
“Hand it over,” Jorge said calmly.
“Give me a good reason.” Kurt stepped closer, so close Jorge could see part of his brother’s HUD through the polarization. Suddenly they were ten years old again and arguing about who should take point in the latest training exercise. “Tell me why it should be you and not me.”
Jorge took Kurt’s hand and pressed it to his side. “This is why.”
Jorge swore he could see Kurt’s surprised blink as he watched the blood dripping from Jorge’s armor. Never did have a poker face, even in the helmet. “You need medical attention,” Kurt said.
“Have you looked at my vitals lately?”
There was silence as Kurt pulled up the readings. “You’re not critical,” he reported after a moment.
“I will be,” Jorge told him. “The only reason I’m not already, is I have a wedge of biofoam holding me together.” He pulled Kurt’s hand away and nodded at the slick crimson covering the other Spartan’s gauntlet. “And it’s starting to fail.”
“No.” Kurt shook his head, still staring at their joined hands. His vitals showed his heart rate elevated and Jorge could feel him trembling. “No.”
“Kurt.” Jorge depolarized his visor.
“There’s another—“ Kurt’s heart rate ticked up again. “There has to be—“
“Kurt,” Jorge repeated. “Look at me, brother.”
There was a noticeable hesitation before Kurt’s visor cleared to reveal a pair of tear-stained hazel eyes.
“I’m OK with this,” Jorge said. It wasn’t a lie. He was OK with it, strangely enough.
Kurt took a shuddering breath. “What if I’m not?”
Jorge put his free hand on the side of Kurt’s helmet. “Blue lost you once. Don’t make them lose you again. The Threes, our new brothers and sisters, they need you.”
Kurt closed his eyes and more tears spilled onto his face.
“This is my one-way trip,” Jorge continued, painfully aware that every word was cutting Kurt deeper. “My team is gone. Reach is gone. I’m about to be gone. Let it mean something.” He reflexively ran his thumb over Kurt’s faceplate. “Don’t deny me this.”
Kurt sniffed. “I’ve watched too many people die in this damned war.”
“I know,” Jorge whispered. He rested his helmet against Kurt’s. It was the closest they could get through a thousand pounds of titanium.
“Take care of Gamma.” Jorge tried to get the lump out of his throat. “Tell them I’m proud of them. Tell them…tell them I love them.” He managed a tiny, wry smile. “Tell them they’re the second-best damn Spartans I’ve ever known.”
Kurt let out a tortured laugh and nodded.
Jorge stepped back. “The detonator.”
Without opening his eyes, Kurt pressed the detonator into Jorge’s palm.
Jorge polarized his faceplate and dropped Kurt’s hand. “Now. Go.”
The mirrored shield slammed over Kurt’s expression like a brick wall between them. The goodbye was over. The mission was all that mattered now. Kurt’s step didn’t falter as he walked toward the rift.
“Kurt!” Jorge called at the last second.
Kurt turned back.
“Tell ‘em to make it count.” Jorge straightened to attention, despite the pain screaming through his midsection, and swiped two fingers across his visor in a Spartan smile.
Kurt returned the gesture and disappeared into the rift.
Jorge regarded the empty space for the briefest of moments. Then he placed the detonator in his gauntlet and steeled himself to face the enemy for the final time.
This is gonna hurt.
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Poor Kurt is due for a massive breakdown after this. Sorry dude. I said I’d give you a good ending. I never said it wouldn’t hurt getting there.
Most of my stolen dialogue is from Jorge’s final scene in Reach. The very last line is Kai’s from S2E8.
At the end of the saga, I think Kurt should find Jorge’s family and pay them a visit to let them know their son/brother died a hero ♥️
"If you don't hug me right now, I think I might fall apart"- Any member of Noble Team or all of them
tw: buried alive, discussion of claustrophobia
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If you don’t hug me right now, I think I might fall apart.
Jun doesn’t say it, would never say it, but it’s implicit in every tremble. He’s perched on the edge of the medical cot, head pressed between his palms. His shoulders shake; his breaths come in stuttering gasps.
“You’re all right,” Jorge offers quietly. He doesn’t approach him, not yet. Jun’s one for personal space, slow to adjust to company and even slower to allow contact. “You’re safe.”
“I know,” Jun croaks. “I know, damn it.”
It was supposed to be a simple recon op and had the intel not been wrong about the enemy’s time of arrival, it would have been. But the intelligence was off, the Covenant came blasting in half a day earlier than they were expected, and the tunnel Jun was scouting caved in beneath their drill’s onslaught.
It took the Covenant hours to determine exactly what the UNSC had just discovered: there was no Forerunner installation on this planet. No superweapon. No salvation. And for all of the time the enemy was scouring the surface, Jun was trapped miles beneath them. No communication. No contact.
No way of knowing they hadn’t abandoned him to suffocate in the darkness and the silence, all alone beneath the unforgiving earth.
If he wasn’t claustrophobic before, Jorge suspects he might be now.
“You’re all right,” Jorge repeats softly, and dares a step closer – and another, and another, until he can ease to sit beside Jun. “It’s all right. You’re safe.”
Jun doesn’t lift his head but he does lean, ever so slightly, toward Jorge. “It’s all right,” Jorge whispers again, and slowly, carefully, wraps an arm around his shoulders. “It’s all right, Jun. You’re safe.”
It takes a long moment, a beat of eternity, for Jun to relax. He doesn’t lift his head, but his breathing steadies and evens. The shaking slows to a stop.
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I know it's wild to mention, considering that we all collectively agree race swapping is generally stupid at this point, but I've seen people recently arguing that you can race swap some people if race isn't important to the character. And this is true, but, I think we need to be also asking another question: what would this character become if they were race swapped?
Let's take The Little Mermaid for example. There really isn't a reason why Ariel must be white. It's really not important what race she is. Her race doesn't matter to the story. But. If Ariel were a different race, what would the story be? In the live action version, TLM is set in the Caribbean, roughly around the turn of the 19th century (the fashion is a mash of mid 1700s and early 1800s, as is the technology). Depending on when this is actually set, this means that Ariel would have been viewed as a) a slave, b) a recently freed slave, c) a Muslim from the Maghreb.
None of these options would be acceptable for a white prince to court. By changing the race of Ariel to black, the story has to become about her race in order to fit the world created.
Black Snape is no longer a story about a down and out English family suffering through the de-industrialization of England, it's suddenly about a family trying to integrate into English culture and struggling to fit in.
Black Helen of Troy is no longer a fight for the prettiest woman, it's about dethroning an illegitimate queen and her puppet state.
Every choice of a character has downstream effects. Nothing exists in a vacuum. You can't just pull a character out of a setting and expect the character to remain the same.
Finally a hand sewing tutorial on a hemline that isn't just the ladder stitch! the ladder stitch disappears when you tighten it, but it's not meant for hemlines because it breaks really easily! The overlock stitch is more stable, so it holds much longer, and it won't pucker or warp the fabric!
Honestly kinda want to start a collection of things people say about how alcohol and tobacco Taste Bad/Smell Bad, Actually that just reveal they have never tried them.
Unlit cigars, O Halo novel author, smell like chocolate or fresh-ground coffee beans. If Doctor Halsey finds the smell from a cigar box offputting, it’s odd. Especially considering how much coffee she drinks.
“Alcohol”, O Tumblr poster, is not in fact consumed on its own and is virtually flavorless, but if it did “taste like lead” that would mean it had a candy-like sweetness. That was why kids used to eat paint chips.
You don’t need to justify not wanting to drink or smoke. Good thing, too, because saying untrue things about liquor and tobacco doesn’t justify it.
There was a cigar shop near our house in Alaska and on the rare occasion Mr went in there, I loved going with him because the place smelled soooooooo good.
It's really a disappointment that cigars don't taste as good as they smell. Same for coffee.
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Perhaps this is an obnoxious take on my part, but video games should, above all things, prioritize the ability of being paused. At any point. Regardless of whether it's during a cutscene, a special animation, or a time-based puzzle. You never know when you're gonna get a phone call, or someone will need you in another room, or you get a sudden urge to go to the bathroom, or you hear your cat licking plastic, or whatever. Other entertainment mediums like books, movies, and music can be paused whenever you want. Why do some games not give you the same luxury??
One day you're cool the next you're adding protein powder and chia seeds and raspberries to your yogurt because you're A Woman Of A Certain Age and if you don't get a million grams of protein and fiber every day you will spontaneously combust.
