#hell-yeah-writing

Oh! I (sort of) know how to answer this!

Okay so like Christianity originally was Catholicism but then the whole Reformation happened and Martin Luther nailed his 95 theses to the door of whatever the hell church because the Catholic church was selling entrance to heaven (which is whack as shit lmao) and he was like “bro,,, that’s wrong. That ain’t how heaven works. Have y’all even read the Bible” and so the Protestant movement was born. (Fun fact on St Patty’s Day if you’re Catholic you’re supposed to wear green but you’re supposed to wear orange if you’re Protestant)

So Catholicism right? You’ve got your rosaries, your priests, your nuns, your bishops, your cardinals, your pope. (I don’t actually know if the cardinals still exist in Catholicism I’m dragging up history class here forgive me) You do confession, some people get married to God, Hail Mary full of grace, Our Father who art in heaven, midnight mass, the virgin Mary, patron saints, lighting candles, getting confirmed, cathedrals, etc. And I think there are different denominations of Catholicism? I’m not sure.

Christianity focuses more on Jesus and his Life and Times. Our churches are usually less decorative than Catholic churches (some of them aren’t…. there’s a specific denomination that I can’t think of right now that’s like,,,, whoa there buddy.) we’re less about Rules and more “Jesus loves you, come as you are and serve him and become more like him believe he’s your personal saviour and you’ll go to heaven” etc etc. We have an ass ton of denominations (I’m going to rant about the denominations for a while here)(grace brethren, baptist (those two don’t dance bc dancing is a sin), presbyterian, sovereign grace (newer one, my old church switched to that), hillsong (cult. don’t do it), evangelicals, technically mormons and jehovah’s witnesses but we don’t claim them because No lmao, nondenominational for people who need to feel special and millennial (listen i adore millennials but oh my GOD nondenominational people drive me up the wall), southern baptist which holy moses just no, lutherans, calvanists, methodist, pentecostals, angelican, the scientisters or whatever the fuck you call them (you know those ones that are like we don’t need medicine GOD will heal us and you’re just like ,,, bitch take a xanax), oh yeah and like Messianic Jews who are like Jewish people who believe that Jesus was the Messiah from the old testament shout out to those guys)

I feel like I don’t know enough about Catholicism to properly compare and contrast them but like,,, Catholicism is very ritualistic and traditional. Christianity is more about your personal relationship with God. Both of us do communion and celebrate the birth of Jesus but Catholicism focuses way more on Mary than we do. We’re like “hell yeah she got chosen to be Jesus’s mom that’s dope” and Catholics are kinda like “hell yeah she got chosen to be Jesus’s mom so she’s the one we should pay attention to” (I’m so sorry I know that’s wrong I’m trying)

!!!! Hell yeah!!! (I’m gonna give you a bonus moodboard for the ship too ahahahahahahaha whoops)

Thank you! 

I can relate to Everett. I feel like we’re all just wandering and trying to figure things out, you know. Even when you have things planned out, there’s still a million unanswered questions up ahead. 

Everett sounds a lot like my character Vince! Vince is very laid-back and chill and doesn’t really take himself too seriously. He’s very friendly and quite silly at times :) Here’s an exchange between him and Everett! 

Vince grabbed a rag from the hood of the car and dug his fist into it, wiping oil stains off his calloused hands. “I’m starving. I’m gonna head over to Brady’s,” he yelled to his dad over the screeching and grinding of equipment. 

He snagged his cap from a hook by the door, glancing up to find a guy pacing in front of the large glass window of the shop.

Putting his cap on backwards, Vince peeked out the door and nodded. “You alright, man?” 

The guy scratched his head. “Yeah, uh, I’m just looking for a place to grab a bite.” 

Vince squinted at him. “Are you new around here?” 

The guy breathed out a shaky laugh. “How could you tell?” 

“You’re standing outside a car repair store looking for a place to eat. The only greasy food you’re gonna find in there is a bunch of beefy men covered in motor oil.” The guy chuckled. A wide grin graced Vince’s face. “Vince.” 

“Everett.” He smiled, his eyes glowing in the afternoon sun.

Crossing his arms, Vince leaned against the chipped paint of the shop. “And where do you hail from, Sir Everett?” 

Everett’s thick brows furrowed at the silly nickname. He shrugged. “Nowhere, really. I’ve just been traveling a lot, meeting cool people, doing some soul searching, you know.” 

Vince regarded him carefully. “Word of advice, try not to look as lost as you sound. Not everyone is as kind and forgiving around here.” 

Everett shook his head. “I’m not lost…just wandering.” 

“Alright, Ghost of Christmas Past.” Vince hooked an arm around Everett’s shoulders. “How about we wander over to a place to eat and you can tell me more about this “soul searching” thing you do?” 

Whew! That was actually pretty challenging! I usually write in first person so I’ve never really tried to write how my characters act when my MC isn’t around. But this was fun ! sorry if it was kinda basic but I hope I did Everett some justice :D

I’ve never played poker in my life I’m sorry to say

I would never Ever punch you in the face alsfdjldjfksd

!! Hell yeah!!! The fic is under the cut <3 Merry Crimmus I love youuuu