#Call-me

[cinemaocd]

How Cromwell used one of Call-me's shared confidences to seize the opportunity to take down Anne Boleyn...

This is paraphrased from Diarmaid MacCulloch's biography of Cromwell:

"A 1559 letter of remarkable circumstantial detail to Anne's daughter, the newly enthroned Queen Elizabeth by that self re-named wanderer Alexander Alesius contains an eye witness account for the tangled events of the spring of 1536 that has not been taken seriously enough. His esteem for Anne was based on her reputation, he never met her....He was first the guest of Cranmer and then Cromwell, later a lecturer at Cambridge, well placed to observe and understand events at court. His message emphatically was that from the beginning Cromwell engineered Queen Anne's downfall. Alesius blamed the Papist malice of Bishop Gardiner as the spark for the story that Queen Anne had been accused of adultery. Gardiner had claimed that French court was inundated with rumors of Anne's infidelity to the King. Gardiner had written this from his mission in France to his old servant, Thomas Wriosthley who Alesius records had been placed at court to look after the Bishop's interest while he was away. Wriosthley passed the news to Cromwell. Alesius expressed much admiration for Cromwell in later years and saw him as a protestant hero. Yet he was able to see him as the collaborator of 'Willie Winchester' in these events, particularly when recounting them to the Protestant Queen Elizabeth. It also corroborates Chapuys claim that Cromwell told him he was responsible for her downfall.

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Both men [Cromwell and Gardiner] were instictively in favor of alliance with the Empire...this resisted the tendency of the [Boleyns and Norfolk to stay close to the French]....Cromwell's correspondence with Gardiner in this period goes out of the way to mend fences with gestures of friendship and confidential gossip and he even sang Gardiner's praises to Chapuys commending his skepticism about French diplomatic overtures to Henry. Chapuys noted his [Cromwell's] extraordinary vehemence on the French manuevers 'in a passion, so much that he could hardly get his words out.'

Alesius tells us the Wriosthley told them about the rumors circulating in France. [Gardiner then ceases to figure in his narrative, except that Wriosthley spent the latter half of the 1530s regretting this betrayal of Gardiner's confidence.] The King reacted in a fury. He needed agents to turn the rumors into a case... So according to Alesius, Henry put Cromwell and Wriosthley secretly to work, together with some unnamed accomplices, well known to dislike the Queen, because she had sharply reproved them and threatened to denounce them to the king for serving their own interests under a pretense of evangelical religion, making everything available for sale and being bribed into making unworthy ecclesiastical appointments for enemies of the gospel. This very specific set of charges sounds unmistakably like a critique of the vicegerential bureaucracy, particularly the visitation commissioners. It also agrees with accounts of clashes between Cromwell and Anne later in the Spring. "

-Diarmaid MacCuloch

[mroddmod]

out of context meme of an au i'm cooking

[bodygirls]

GIRL IN SEXY LINGERIE

[thelaurenshippen]

watching bridgerton and obviously there were a lot of things wrong with the way socializing has worked in the past, but honestly the idea of a "calling hour" is so appealing. office hours for friendship. you can show up unannounced at my home between 1 and 3pm. you must leave by 3pm. I may give you a pastry. lets bring that back

[inkedberries]

after patrolling, unwinding in a diner somewhere ...

throw the man a bone batman geez

[seagiri]

sat on vc and painted

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[sopuu]

animation of jimmy getting owned in real life

bonus gif of him celebrating i made for funsies :] oh the oblivious bliss...

[traumszenario]

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[bruciemilf]

Batman isn’t a mask; It’s a leash. In this essay I will—

[junglejim4322]

I can’t believe “fake gamer girl” was an actual concept guys thought existed literally the most unfuckable guys who have ever lived were convinced girls were faking being interested in loser nerd hobbies to impress them

[yellbug]

i am so absolutely utterly scared that my insane grandfather in his 80s who runs miles every morning is going to leave me a bird in his will and i am especially scared he is going to leave me a large cockatoo named "captain hook". hook has been trying to make me his child bride since i was like 6 years old and every time i see him again which has only been a couple times with decades in between hook is like "you. it's always been you. ever since you were born i've known we were meant to be" captain hook you are a bird and i am a LESBIAN and i don't WANT an eternal sentinel captain HOOK!!!!!!!

[violent138]

There comes a time when the criminals prefer being taken in by Batman, because his kids go a little overboard:

Goon: "You won't kill me."

Cass: "You ready to bet your life on that?"

Duke: *tosses her the gun they took off the guy* "I would do what she says."

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Random thug: "Hey Batman doesn't kill--"

Damian: "Not like he's here. You're certainly not going to be able to tell him."

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Tim: "Well, accidents do happen. Shame." *starts to let go of the rope*

Guy dangling off the building: "No, no okay, okay, I'll tell you!"

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Steph: *clears throat*

Gang members: "We surrender!" *multiple guns fall to the ground*

Steph: "I see my reputation precedes me, wise choice."

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*Bruce gets chewed out by Gordon by the Batsignal because the rumours have spread so much, it kind of sounds like Batman's kids have been going around murdering people*

Bruce: "In my defense, it's only one of them."

Gordon: "What."

Bruce: *realizes he never filled Gordon in on Red Hood*

[gothghostiie]

price with reader who never got much attention as a kid/growing up??

very self indulgent but hear me out. price is a lover man. he takes his time for his partners, gives them what they need, even if he's busy. you on the other hand are simply used to being put aside, people only listening to you half heartedly, not looking at you and getting distracted when you talk, other things were always more important than you and you felt that. you got used to it, it's normal to you.

but when you're with price he's the total opposite. he looks at you intently when you talk (if not hes leaning his head towards you so he hears you better), putting things down when you ask him something - hes attentive. he listens. and its absolutely strange to you, it makes you feel flustered, kinda watched. at some point you ask him why hes looking at you like that, the tv running in the backround. he furrows his eyebrows at you, with a confused chuckle. "what do you mean, love?"

"you're starin' at me." you accuse him, your cheeks getting hot.

"you're talkin' to me. where else would I be looking?" he jokes with a soft chuckle, wondering what the hell you're on about.

"your show's on." you say, gesturing to the tv. he looks at you like youve got three heads.

"I'm listening to you, love."