#CORPIA

[soulnottainted]

💫 Let’s learns a little more about Corpia!

send me a 💫 and I’ll tell you something about my f/o’s source or f/o’s character! Feel free to specify what f/o you want to learn abt

My husband!!

Co//pia is theorized to be the bastard child of Sister Imperator and Papa Nihil (to the point that it's almost canon at this point from various nods). He was raised in the satanic church and Nihil might not know that Co//pia is his son, or vise versa. He became Nihil's right hand man, becoming a Cardinal, the second senior most member, earning the most employee of the month awards.

If Co//pia is Nihil's son, that means that he is the lost brother of the Emeritus trio: Papa I, II, and III (or as we nickname them in Italian: Primo, Secendo, and Terzo).

Mysteriously, all at once, the Emeritus brothers died, leaving Nihil no choice but to appoint the Cardinal to the lead singer of the band that carried their unholy message. Sister Imperator pushed Co//pia and said that he was ready to become Papa IV despite Nihil being against the idea, saying he wasn't ready. Mostly bc he is very dorky and clumsy. But tbh he does and doesn't know what he's doing at the same time.

Well in 2020, Nihil died on stage (fictionally ofc) while performing, and Copia immediately was promoted to Papa Emeritus the Fourth. He also got plastic surgery too (bc the mastermind under the mask wanted a tighter fitting one to sing easier in)

Although when he was promoted, Imperator said "I can't call you Papa", DESPITE literally her saying that he was ready for it. The band has been the most successful and yet he is told time and time again he isn't doing enough. He's doing his best and I KNOW THIS

The story is still going, and not much plot has been revealed as of right now, but for better or worse, something is gonna happen. Maybe the resurrection of the Emeritus brothers...I don't know what will happen to my husband.

[dailyanarchistposts]

Human life is short in the eternity of time. And yet, in the short years of its existence, many horrors have to be seen by the one created by God “in his own image”. The “crown of nature” — man — hears about many cruelties and experiences a lot of violence.

Four decades have passed since that time; I was still a boy; I was looking at the surrounding life with ignorant consciousness.

At that time Russia was shaken up, the people “from the far north to the southern country” rose up, fighting with a rare unanimity, not unlike the Japanese war. Mothers sent blessings to their sons on the march, sisters moistened with tears of compassion the corpia for the wounded, plucked with convulsive fingers (at that time hygroscopic cotton wool had not yet been invented); they shed tears of compassion for the fate of both the dear wounded and the victims of the pogrom spirit.

There, in the distant Balkans, our brothers, the Bulgarians, were being smashed. Towns and villages were ravaged, men were slaughtered, mothers’ wombs were torn open, and the trembling foetuses were impaled on pikes.

Who? Why?

“Righteous” Muslims — “wicked” Christians.

For a different faith, for an alien race. There, on the majestic heights of the Balkans, in the “Pink Valley” near Shipka, on the golden fields of the plain, some people exterminated others.

Muslims, who pray to the One God of the Old Testament, who honour both Moses and Jesus Christ as prophets, who worship the Virgin Mary, slaughtered Christians.

One of the sons of Adam, armed, brutally massacred his defenceless brothers. Thus the violent spirit of a people, less developed, less human, stirred up by power and clergy to racial intolerance and religious fanaticism, found in the very defencelessness of its victim an opening for rampaging.

The spirit of the man-beast was unbridled, and the distinctions of religion and race were mere pretexts.

Years have passed. I, a young man, was thrown by fate — no, by a disenfranchised homeland — into distant Europe, in search of light and knowledge. In 1895, I was in Lyon. The president of the republic, Carnot, had come to the opening of an international exhibition. By chance I was in the crowd when the hand of an anarchist – the Italian Caserio, in the midst of the state celebrations, ended the life of the president.

After that... after that the crowd raged, gangs of thugs attacked the flats of Italians, innocent workers, with shouts of anger, with faces distorted by hatred; they threw out of the windows of the 3rd and 4th floors their utensils, their clothes, their belongings and immediately, in the street, burned them with a wild roar...

Two days later, in the dead room of the medical school, Professor Lacassagne showed the students the charred corpses, tried to establish their identity and, only by the teeth of the cheekless jaws of one, found that the victim... smoked a pipe.

The anonymous remains were committed to the ground. The hand of a friend did not adorn the grave, a mother’s tear did not sprinkle the loose earth...

A few days later, buskers shouted through the streets that the portrait of the old president was being sold for half the price of the newly elected one. Passers-by only smirked at the wit of the sellers.

Love for the motherland, respect for the head of state, for the fatherland, had nothing to do with the events. The “civilised” French woke up only the dormant beast in man, the pogrom spirit.

Many years have passed. A world war broke out. Ominous news began to come from the Caucasian front: Kurds were slaughtering Armenians... Streams of refugees poured into Russia. I was there, I worked among them, I saw their suffering, I heard their groans, and corpses, corpses... In Echmiadzin, at the foot of Ararat, under the sultry sun, they did not even have time to bury them... Along the roads one met abandoned dying people lying among unburied corpses, or, — from hastily filled holes, — a hand or a foot sticking out....

At one pass, I held my horse: in the middle of the road, under the animal’s feet, were human remains. The vertebral column with pelvic bones, young white teeth of the jaws, long black hair and red shreds of clothes, trampled into the mud by hooves, spoke of the horrors of the last hours of a young woman abandoned on a deserted ridge, perhaps the mother of one of those orphans, for the collection of whom I rode with a group of young comrades...

Hundreds of thousands of Armenians were ruined, crushed, slaughtered. The criminal hand of power armed the man-beast, gave space to a wild rampage — a pogrom spirit.

The Russian government is at war with the German government. The Germans, all Germans, our neighbours, our long-standing neighbours at home, on the stairs, our yesterday’s comrades in labour, commerce and industry, are to blame for everything. A pogrom spirit, a merciless spirit, brought an old man and his young daughter to the Moskva River and drowned them both together ...

This is a disgrace that the cruel heart of Russia will never wash away.

The October Revolution broke out. The same pogrom spirit turned indiscriminately against their fellow officers, the present-day “military specialists”.

But can anything compare with the persistence, the consistency, the cruelty with which they persecuted the scattered children of Israel? They crushed them, beat them to death, slaughtered them mercilessly, without distinction of sex or age, not unlike the half-wild Kurds, the Bashi-bazouks.

The pogrom spirit, slumbering in the man-beast, knows no measure, no pity, no shame, but still it needs food for its sustenance, it needs justification for the manifestation of man-hating passions.

Jews are exploiters, — Jews trade, cheat and rob the people, and meanwhile not a Jewish but a Russian proverb says: “you will not cheat, you will not sell.” Jews are suspected in ritual mutilations... The ancestors of the writer of these lines were Christians since the 4th century, when the Russian people itself, not only Orthodox Russia, was not even in mind, and therefore I can safely say: it is not for those who annually symbolically commune with the flesh and blood of Jesus Christ to suspect Jews in mutilations on the basis of the same rite. The Jews are reviled with an insulting nickname by the very ones who pray to God the son of a Jewess, and to Our Lady a Jewess.

Jews are now blamed for the overreach of government institutions. And by whom? The very same ones who found it natural that Russians under the old regime should occupy all responsible posts in the outskirts of Russia, in other nations.

They see Jewish overpopulation only because the February Revolution brought the country to the path of civilisation, equalised all the peoples of Russia, and Jews found access to all those institutions, both good and bad, from which they had previously been “excluded”.

If I were a Jew, if I, by my political convictions, could and did hold any responsible position in governmental bodies, I would, in view of the condensed atmosphere, voluntarily resign — if only out of humanity, I would resign from a conspicuously prominent post.

But if I were also a Russian, if, indeed, the Jews, only the Jews, directed the whole of Russian political life, ruled over Russia, then I would not cry out that a bunch of Jews were enough to enslave the multimillion-strong Russian people like a small, unreasonable child. I would fight actively for the emancipation of my nation, and not preach, condone or justify the beatings and pogroms of people who have nothing to do with the government and whose entire fault is that they are of a different tribe and a different faith.

There is no reason, no justification for the Jewish pogroms, except for wild instincts, a beastly pogrom spirit, which more often disgraces the Russian name than other nations.

Waves of new, more and more new Jewish pogroms are rolling over Ukraine, claiming tens of thousands of human lives. The spectre of the unbridled man-beast now hovers over Great Russia.

Countless bells daily remind the people of the Man-God, who took the crown of martyrdom for fighting the pogrom spirit, for preaching — love thy neighbour as thyself. And yet the resounding ringing of the bells has not yet driven away the nightmarish spectres of possible pogroms.

At the beginning of the world massacre, I heard the words of an eternal truth from a simple Persian woman who was listening to the horrors of war:

All have mothers!

Spare the tears of mothers! Preach, explain to the souls wandering in the dark all the inconsistency, all the groundlessness of man-hating accusations.

It is time for Tolstoy’s nation to realise and be cured of the shameful pogrom passion, for:

THE POGROM SPIRIT IS WITHIN US.

[sapphiccatra]

Guys what's the ship name for Catra x Scorpia please I've seen like 69 variations

[swan2swan]

I like that Catra really doesn’t deserve all of this

But at the same time

She kinda does

[bloodraven55]

seeing Scorpia leaving Catra and the horde behind made me tear up. I was so happy for her, she deserves way way more.

Yas she deserves all the good things.

[jemmyeee]

OC SPRITE!!!

[zukkaoru]

mai... and scorpia from she ra? ❤️

mai

mailee: they are everything to me. goth gf x bubbly gf excellency. two girls who created personas to protect themselves, who can let their walls down and be their true selves around each other. their love language is committing treason for each other and i think that's so valid of them. i love them so much and i just want to see them be happy and in love. let them kiss!!!!!!

maiki: which i answered in my suki post

yumai: i'm not like,, super into this ship but. it could definitely be cute. two girls who had to be Good Girls for their parents to put on display, learning how to be themselves together? yeah........

mai/ty lee/suki: i forgot to put this one in my suki post but like. i ship all the ships with these three separately so they're cute together too skjdgfjg

scorpia

scorfuma: they're cute. that's really all i have for scorpia idk skdhgfjdh i adore her but the only thing i feel for scorfuma is just. i think they're neat

send me a character + a heart and i'll tell you who i ship them with/why

[bi-a-rat]

she-ra moodboards in honor of season 5

glimmer icon by @athetos

bow icon by @cartoons-edit

catra icon by @punkserval

scorpia icon by @shera-stuff 

[keena-kapu]

About characters asks things: Scorpia!!!!! + Al!!!! my faves tbfh

((OP reached out to correct Al to Entrapta!)) Scoripa first overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them* opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic fav otp(s): Scorfuma for sure! other ship(s): Scorptra is really cute #noromo ship(s): If this means BroTP I think her and Swiftwind are awesome bros crack ship(s): I’ve seen Scorpia and Rogelio and honestly? I can vibe with this. fav headcanon(s): Scorpia can bake cakes super good.

overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them* opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic fav otp(s): Not to be a canon hoe but... Entrapdak other ship(s): Uuuhhh... I haven’t really thought about it tbh. Maaaybe her and Bow could also be cute! #noromo ship(s): Her and Bow are an awesome BroTP though. And her and Scorpia crack ship(s): Entrapta / Darla for sure. fav headcanon(s): Entrapta invented Duct tape.

[starside-selfships]

12 and 3 for scorpia (of course i ask about the hugs and cuddles)

12 - What would you cook them when you're trying to surprise them? What gifts would you get them?

I would most definitely cook (or bake) something sweet for Scorpia, perhaps with a cup of hot cocoa as well. I know she’s not one for salad, but she and I both have a sweet tooth so I end up going through recipes on desserts and such, for instance, beignets. I’ve never seen her eyes so wide before when chowing down a whole plate full, it was so cute! For gifts, she’s a big fan of board games so I like introducing her to a new one every time I get the chance, like Monopoly or Scrabble.

3 - Is your f/o a cuddler, and do they get more cuddlier in private?

Scorpia is 100% a cuddler and she gets extremely cuddly in private, like to the point where smooches get involved. Whenever she gets the chance, she will without a doubt scoop me up into her pincers and it’ll be a cuddle fest all day or night. Some would say that her pincers are really uncomfortable, but it’s the complete opposite and I love every second of it, she’s such a big cuddly sweetheart.

[mswyrr]

S//he-ra fandom takes these complex, beautifully written women and shoves them into the Toxic/Pure dichotomy - Pure women are infantalized, their agency and choices are ignored, they’re treated like children no matter how old they are. This is done to E//ntrapta and S//corpia the most.

Toxic characters have all their complexity and choices flattened down into “iredeemable abuser trash” and their fans get side-eye. Primarily this was done with S//hadow Weaver but it’s also now being done to C//atra by her antis.

This Toxic/Pure dichotomy is fundamentally sexist - a Fake Woke version of the virgin/whore dichotomy. And it’s really miserable and sad because it flattens rich female characters and promotes the idea that cardboard, infantalized “Pure” female characters with, like... a variety of hair styles but no deeper feelings or complexities, are the feminist ideal for media.

Depicting women as either pure infant baby angels or satanic trash is not feminism.

[stjaimy]

Corpia (photo ref: Reuben Martinez Photography)

[bloodraven55]

Elm(The lovely buff lady) is giving me Scorpia vibes)

Yus.

[to-my-beloved-fandoms-2]

* gently taps mic* “ HI, we don’t deserve Scorpia. I am also so gay for her. that is all. thank you”

[juiceboxbruh]

This just in, Scorpia and Catra's ship name should be Corpia

[webuysiteseo]

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