#Christian Clot

[tongues--and--teeth]

Do you take art requests?

Yeah, of course!

I won't draw:

-NSFW

-Purecacao

-Clotted Cream

-Fetish art (even if technically SFW)

-age regression

I WILL draw:

-Gore

-Cringe

-Ship Art

-Most Other Things (but ask if unsure)

:) Thank you so much for the ask!

[a2zsportsnews]

Christian Koloko’s career is at risk due to a blood clot issue

Ex-Toronto Raptors center Christian Koloko is facing a potential career setback due to a blood clot problem, as reported by Shams Charania of The Athletic. The NBA has informed teams that Koloko has been directed to the Fitness-to-Play Panel, indicating that he cannot participate in league activities such as playing or practicing until he receives clearance. The Raptors released Koloko the day…

[scleroticstatue]

So, a while back, I ran a poll about how people interpret the Bible and I really feel like I should address the elephant in the room about Scientific interpretation. Specifically: none of us are doing it. Some of y'all even think it's heretical to interpret the Bible like that and I gotta say, God is (probably) sad if you feel like that.

See, most of scientific advancement pre-1900s was done by Christians — often Monks — and a lot of it was actually based on things they'd found reading the Bible. For example, wind and water currents were discovered because a guy was sick in bed reading Psalms, which said "the fish in the paths of the sea" and "the birds in the paths in the air." He'd never seen any paths in the sea, so he went looking for them and discovered ocean currents. Likewise, the Big Bang Theory was proposed by a Catholic bishop who figured, since the Bible said the universe had a beginning, the universe must have a beginning. Many of Newton's astronomical calculations were to explain Daniel & Revelation and his Observations on them are the foundation of experimental science.

And there are things there that you probably didn't even know! Circumcision happens on day eight, which is when blood clotting for newborns is most active and most safe. Epigenetics shows that an event can change DNA for 3-4 generations, the same amount of time God gives to generational curses. The air has weight. The Earth is suspended on nothing.

I'm not saying the Bible is a road map for how science has declared the world works, but I am saying that many of us could have our scientific minds opened by the Bible if we took time to read it like that. And I'd even challenge y'all to read it like that just once and see what you can find, both scientific principles that affirm what science knows and things for further research. You might just discover something brand new.

[ctimenefic]

the living and the dead

A little entry for @motorsport-halloween fest that's the closest I've got to actual horror.

It's too short to summarise without giving the whole game away, but, uh, warning for character deaths? Plural? And ritualised violence, and blood, and dismemberment, I guess.

It hadn’t made any sense, how right Albon seemed. They always come back wrong. 

He misses Logan’s call because of a sponsor event; six hours later, when he’s staring blankly at the blood oozing down from the ragged hole in his kitchen wall, Albon’s call comes through loud and clear.

“Oscar,” he says. His hesitance sounds pathetic. “Don’t do it.”

“Fuck you,” Oscar replies, and hangs up. When he flexes his hand, the serum-shiny clots on his knuckles break open. 

It takes him a while to realise the ringing isn’t in his ears again. 

“Really,” Albon says, more certain now, insistent. “It’s not worth it. Don’t do it.”

“You’re there, aren’t you?” Oscar asks. Even to himself he sounds flat. Finished. “Grove. You fucking watched.” He hears Alex swallow round his tombstone teeth. 

“I- He was okay. He understood. Oscar, seriously, don’t do it. He won’t thank you for it.”

“Fuck you. Don’t bury him deep,” he warns, and ends the call. 

He’d liked Albon, is the thing. When he’d first been in the F1 paddock, as a reserve, he’d expected something a bit more gruesome. Something wrong. But Alex had smiled, and cracked bad jokes, and touched his mechanics and other drivers without making them shudder. Even close up, he looked normal. His t-shirts sat high and tight on his neck, sure, but that was hardly uncanny. He sweated. He breathed. He hadn’t looked like Ocon, red-eyed, waxy and sallow and so obviously desperate to rip out Pierre’s throat that Renault had wired his jaw shut. 

It hadn’t made any sense, how right Albon seemed. They always come back wrong. 

At Monza ‘22, Oscar had assumed the subterfuge had been stretched too thin. He didn’t want to dwell on it, but he’d had a vague idea of something out of The Exorcist, Alex crawling across ceilings, spewing bile. After all, a dead man couldn’t have appendicitis. 

Except, it turned out, he could. 

He’s dwelling on it now. 

Oscar had missed Logan’s call, so he’d found out through notifications. First:

George Russell has removed Logan from the GPDA Drivers Chat

Then

BREAKING: Logan Sargeant CULLED as Vowles rededicates Williams

And

WATCH THE VIDEO: Grove ceremony called a “bloody mess” by F1 legend 

Another one slides onto his screen now, right under another call from Albon he declines.

George Russell: Do you want to know how?

He hits the autoreply that WhatsApp prompts: Yes

There was no doubting that Albon had been culled. Oscar had seen the pictures, nineteen and in awe of what Red Bull would do for victory. (It had only been photos, no video. The rumour was they’d had to drug him, that he’d stumbled to the altar and still fought there, and it’d be a bad look to have their sacrifice calling for his mum.) 

They’d cut his throat to the white of the bone. The blood had flowed down across the bodywork of the cars – both of them, Alex’s and Max’s – before it hit the earth. Oscar had wondered if it made the sponsors happy, the evidence of Christian’s commitment splattered bright red over their names. So much blood, it couldn’t be denied, couldn’t be fake. And anyway, there was the last picture, of Albon pale and split and unmistakably dead, curled over the halo, the candlelit shallow grave just visible in the background. 

And yet. Come 2022, he smiled. He joked. He touched. 

Somehow, George Russell had dragged Albon’s filthy corpse into Grove and brought him back whole. 

So it can be done. 

George is still in Monaco. Oscar rings round, has a private jet refuelling on the tarmac in Nice, a helicopter ready for him in twenty minutes. George had said it wouldn’t take long to teach him. 

They meet on a beach by the helipad. There’s not much moon left – and it makes it worse, that Vowles couldn’t wait a week for the new moon and an auspicious time before sharpening his knife – but what little light there is makes George stark against the pale sand. His shadow stretches back almost to the cliffs. 

“Terrible business,” he says in greeting. “I’d thought they’d go for retirement.”

Oscar swallows round the rock of guilt in his throat. He’d thought it too, since almost the start of the season – that Williams would let Logan go, and Oscar would have to bully him into wielding the knife, carving through his wrists. Not ending up like Latifi, too stubborn to see he’d run out of track, culled by default, an afterthought disposed of somewhere in the winter break.

He’d have cut off Logan’s hands himself to keep him. Pressed kisses to the stumps. Hell, Fernando still drives like a champion with his prosthetics, and yes, maybe he casts two shadows now, but that’s better than culling. 

“I’d’ve thought James could cut more cleanly,” George adds, a disapproving note in his voice. “Ruthlessness needs a steady hand.”

“Can we not?” Oscar interrupts. “Just- what do I need to do to get him- what do I need to do?” 

“Well, you’ll need the body first. Can’t do anything while he’s still inside her. Try to get as much of the dirt off as possible. You’ll want to check his mouth.” George pauses, and Oscar shoves his hands deep into his pockets to avoid picturing mud on Logan’s white teeth, his blue lips, his limp, cold tongue. 

“She’s clingy,” George adds. It makes Oscar feel uneasy, hearing him so dismissive, flippant, about a power so beyond knowing. “We called her Gaia, at Williams.” A little smile plays at the corner of his mouth, like it’s a secret. Like Oscar cares about names right now. 

It’s mostly common knowledge, anyway. Red Bull call her Mother, because they don’t much go in for subtlety. McLaren use Terra, which Oscar thinks fits better. Terror. That’s what she is. 

She’s had many names. Only one state, though. Hungry. 

The earth is hungry. They pump out her blood, rip her flesh, burn her in their cars and she wants recompense. 

“That’s the easy bit. After that, you have to consider the price.”

Oscar squares his shoulders. The lights of Monaco are all behind him, only the black of the ocean ahead. The entire city could wink out of existence, and he wouldn’t know. 

For all he cares, it already has. They filmed Logan’s cull, they put it on the internet, but Oscar’s just as dead without him. 

“What is it?”

George’s smile has too many teeth. “What do you think?”

He thinks of the earth’s anger, how the McLaren might fade away underneath him, like the Mercedes does to George. How it might snatch his home race, his poles, give Lando an advantage he doesn’t deserve. He could live with that. 

He thinks of the way George talks about a WDC sometimes, like it’s a decade or more out of reach. Like twenty years in the sport won’t wear the flesh from his bones, and take his hands at the end of it all the same. He could live with that. 

He thinks of Latifi, face down in the dirt. There hadn’t been a video then either. Toto had been busy, skiing – someone else had stepped in, carved him up. The photos hadn’t captured their face, but the long arm had worn a sponsor’s watch. 

He could live with that.

“Anything. I’ll pay anything.”

George chuckles. It sounds wrong.

“Are you sure?”

He turns to argue, shout, punch it out of George if he has to. George doesn’t move his body at all. But his head turns. His eyes are too large. Too dark.

Before Oscar can speak, a large wave breaks too close, a crack of saltwater against rock and sand. Sea foam races up the beach, drenches Oscar’s thongs.

A perfect ring around George’s feet remains bone dry. But where the sand is wet, things squirm under the surface. Hundreds of lugworms raise wiggling paths away, away, away from the shape of him, the cast of his shadow. 

Alex smiles-

but not at George. 

He cracks jokes- 

but not with George. 

He touches-

but not-

He came back right. But he hadn’t walked out of Grove alone. 

George unhinges his jaw. A thousand voices speak.

Deep in his pocket, Oscar’s phone starts ringing. 

“Are you sure?”

---

Logan Sargeant rots in a shallow grave and a dead man wins a championship. 

---

“Hey. It’s me. Obviously. Uh. So. It’s not gonna be an easy retirement like we thought. They- they think she’s too hungry. After the crash. The factory shook and- well. It’s my job. But, um, if you can get here. Before- I’d like that. I miss you. I will miss you. I’ll keep my cell on, so- yeah.”

[sandersstudies]

“You see, Mr. Satterthwaite, I really believe in Christianity—not like Mother does, with little books and early service, and things—but intelligently and as a matter of history. The Church is all clotted up with the Pauline tradition—in fact the Church is a mess—but Christianity itself is all right.”

— from Three Act Tragedy by Agatha Christie

[fundieshaderoom]

Alyssa and John Webster QnA (Reddit is mentioned)

I bolded the ones I found most interesting!

Do you have the same blood clotting issue?

It is genetic from Gil’s side of the family. Once they discovered it was a family issue, she had already had a couple of kids. Since she has no complications, she has not been tested.

Have you visited Erin at her place?

Yes, several times.

Do you take the kids on family vacations?

Not really. They go to TN and SC with the kids though. John considers that a family vacation but Alyssa does not. They do go with the Websters to the beach every year. They mostly do dad and mom vacations. They want to wait for the kids to get older to do actual vacations like skiing. 

Which of the kids is most like you?

Allie has Alyssa’s organizational skills. Alyssa said Lexi looks the most like her at that age. Lexi and Zoey are most like John.

Will you have a sixth child?

No, the pregnancies were too tough. John said accidents can happen.

Who is the last Duggar you have spoken to?

James and Jana. Alyssa talked to them the other day. John was only on the call with James.

Have you ever drank alcohol?

No

Will you continue the vlog in 10-15 years?

Probably not. Their children would be about 11-19 and that is so far in the future.

Is John still working from home?

No. He has been training people and one of their guys got hurt and is out. He will likely go back to WFH.

Did you picture yourselves with 5 kids?

They wanted a large family and to do it pretty early to mitigate risks to mother.

Redditors speculate you only take the kids to church and Costco. Is this true?

John got a lil laugh out of that. Alyssa said the girls do karate two nights a week. John does softball two nights a week and the kids tag along. They are also in church programs on Sundays. They do co-ops once a week and playdates. They also sometimes go to Publix instead of Costco. John said “who reads Reddit anyways?” Um, Carlin lol. John says he can’t remember the last time he read a Reddit post (idk if this means r/BringingUpBates or in general) and Alyssa claims to have never read one.

Do you have non-Christian friends?

Alyssa said they have friends from all backgrounds and religions. Alyssa does admit people gravitate to those who are similar. John said he has always had non-Christian friends. 

How does John’s relationship with Rhett differ from his relationship with the girls?

John is “rougher” with Rhett because he loves to tease and wrestle and chase. The girls don’t like that as much. 

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

COBRA'S MILITARY FILE (OC)

NAME: HOWARD, SCOTT KEOLA

DOB: May 25th, 1985

BIRTHPLACE: Pago Pago, American Samoa.

SERVICE NO: 156-39-43

CALLSIGN: Cobra, Shadow 0-2.

SEX: Male.

MARITAL STATUS: Single.

EDUCATION: High School Education.

LANGUAGES: English, Samoan, Russian.

BRANCH: United States Navy Sea, Air, and Land (SEAL) Teams.(Honorably Discharged.)

RANK: Special Warfare Officer 1st Class (E-6).

PROFESSION: Military Operator/Contractor and Investor for Shadow Company.

TRAINING: Direct action, Counter-terrorism, Amphibious reconnaissance, Unconventional warfare, Hostage rescue, Underwater demolition.

Training Scores

PFT: 298

Rifle Qual: 290

CQB: 22.8s

Disciplinary Record: Clean.

Notes: - 1 domestic decoration (Purple Heart) awarded by the American government for a wound sustained while in active duty, as a result of an act of a hostile foreign force. (2018)

Past Medical History

Height: 6ft3in / 191cm

Current Weight: 260lbs / 117kg

Blood Type: A-

Extensive physical injuries.

1x 3rd Degree Burns (from prolonged exposure to flames) and lacerations after an explosion. Extensive injuries to the skin and soft tissue of the upper left side of his body, including his face. Surgical intervention performed successfully.

15+ Stab Wounds with various degrees of gravity to the torso and upper extremities. 2 instances of antibiotics to stave off infection.

10x GSW. 3x in upper and lower extremities. 4x in upper torso. 3x in lower abdomen.

3x Concussion.

2x Pneumonia. 2 rounds of antibiotics for treatment.

3x Hypoxemia and respiratory distress from smoke/toxic gas inhalation. 3 rounds of oxygen therapy.

6x Food Poisoning.

Evaluated for hearing loss. Result: minimal.

Evaluated for visual acuity. Result: 20/20.

Family History

███████ [REDACTED] ███████

Note: Family medical history shows a tendency for heart disease, strokes/blood clots, and high blood pressure/cholesterol. Continue to monitor.

Social History

Smoking? Not anymore. Quit 10 years ago.

Drinking? Yes, socially. Never binging.

Physically Active? Yes. Swims 2+ hrs, 5 times a week. Boxing, 3 times a week. Cardio, everyday.

Sexually Active? Yes. Clear of STDs and STIs.

Psychological Treatment? No.

Religion? Christian. Non-Practicing.

Associations? N/A.

Medication List + Indications

Lidocaine – Issued for 3rd degree burns, 5 years ago, discontinued use.

Allergies

N/A

Notes

N/A

[beltsourcookie]

okay yall need to hear this out for a second

affogato/clotted cream works

it's basically an excuse for financier/carrow (wont lie about bias, but this blog is gay)

alright

clotted cream; well behaved (adopted) son of a strict, and probably homophobic father that basically shaped him into being a perfect, straight christian boy that represents the house of Custard and doesnt dare to rock the boat and basically raised to value about politics over compassion (literally fired espresso, who was already living in the slums, just because espresso didnt want magic candies to be a weapon of war AND the reason why clotted puts politics over his own mother)

affogato; basically resented by his kingdom for his dough of having ice cream. he is a coffee cookie that has a whole ass scoop of ice cream on it and his dough naturally craves sugar. he's manipulative and cares only for his own needs. he doesnt want anyone to control him and hes always doing hus own thing, not worried about what others think of it. he has no shame in being a traitor and killing a whole ass king.

affogato cookie is the push that clotted cream needs. the refusal to be controlled by society and a ruler that is strict. affogato is the gay person that makes clotted let go of his repressed feelings. meanwhile on the other end, clotted thinks he can fix affogato.

like this dynamic could work. it's just not in the friends-to-lovers roads. it can be fake-dating. it can be friends of benefit. theyre the two who are dating secretly and probably making out at midnight.

clotted cream learns to break from his stepfather's grip and affagato can eat all the sweets that the creme republic can offer

this ship really is about breaking boundries than anything and honestly its cool

if youre wondering why anyone likes this rarepair, then this would be the best answer

[christinescupofcoffee]

DAY 6 — Dead Characters — Yes, oftentimes people die in our works - but there are metaphorical deaths, too! Tell us about a character who dies, literally or figuratively; or, tell us about characters/things who were cut!

(I think you’d be hard-pressed to find a story from me that doesn’t include death in some aspect, either literal or in a metaphorical sense)

Quarter After Twelve

Everyone undergoes a major transformation of sorts, but especially the ones who have been sick (John and Jeremy). You don’t walk away from cancer/metastatic cancer without scars.

The threat living downstairs from Jeremy and Zero. Then their friend Spanakopita gets involved—

Allison gets shot in the chest and loses a lot of blood. Though he’s still alive, he describes himself as a former shell of himself.

Andy’s father. His whole arc is launched by that.

Mr. Graves, the banker in the marsh. How exactly did he die and how and why did he end up in an area where five boys could find him?

As the Seasons Grey series

Chris and Ann, Christine’s best friends (love of her life in the former sense). There are whole scenes dedicated to the graveyard where he’s buried.

Christine herself undergoes a few transformations, from her relationship to Alex to her uncovering her own broken memory.

Throughout the Dark Months of April and May

Richard’s mother. If you survive blood clots (and she does, just like how my mom survived hers), you’ll be eternally changed.

Richard himself. There’s also truth to that as Richard’s known for, among other things, his terrifying and near-fatal accidents.

I won’t give away too much but that weird smell from the forest is the smell of death, the smell of decomposition. And no, it’s not from Jeremy’s farm, either.

Midnight Oil

What exactly happened to Alex for the ghosts of relationships past to haunt him?

(This will come up in the next chapter) What exactly is going on in Christian/Falk Maria’s life for him to sleep in a literal coffin?

Love is Not Enough

Q’s illness and the scars she has to prove it.

Jay’s aunt and the fact that she can’t really talk about her lifestyle to her family.

“Tevye” exploring himself and his sexuality. Take this from me: that whole process will change you to the point you will not recognize yourself.

Blood & Chocolate

Eric exploring his kink. Alex exploring his kink.

Eric hit Elle with his car but I won’t say if she lives or croaks, though 😉

The Skeleton Key

The title itself implies death. Find the skeleton key to the man’s broken heart.

The Confectioner’s Tale

More of a parody of death as Hannah is often depicted as a cannibal and a Mrs. Lovett type of character.

Time is Coming

The Headless Boy.

Tilly.

The Jaguar. (It’s not a jaguar.)

Joey and the fact he nearly died. He’s still shooketh from it.

[leslutdepointedulac]

Interview With The Vampire but instead I sit and ask a vampire shit questions like:

If I jump up and down will my blood fizz?

Does blood taste metallic to you like it does to me?

Can an animal be a vampire?

If I eat something and then you drink my blood will you be able to taste what I just ate?

Is blood tangy/spicy?

How do you feel about blood clots – yes or no?

Do you just not like christians?

Can I be a vampire?

And so on. Ngl I have many, many dumb questions for vampires, this is just some of them.

[patricia-von-arundel]

Man, some folks need to read a book or two on the history of medicine.

Try Roy Porter, Carole Rawcliffe, or Steven Cherry. There are also great articles often available for free on Pubmed. If not, email the first author - they'll get it to you.

(Hey, did you know the debate about whether consciousness was stored in the heart or the brain continued until the 18th century? And that the father of neuroscience, Santiago Ramón y Cajal, lived until the 1930s? That an understanding of Mendelian genetic inheritance in humans - an "inborn error of metabolism" - was postulated based on a family in London with Alkaptonuria, aka "black urine disease," and that that research was not published until 1902 (by Archibald Garrod). Between 1902 and the present, basically everything we know about chromosomal-level genetic inheritance and mutation was discovered? Did you know that the reason calico and tortoiseshell cats are always female is due to the presence of Barr bodies, which is an inactive X chromosome, and this can also be seen in humans, including in males with Klinefelter Syndrome [XXY] and in sterile male calico/tortoiseshell cats? And that even more rarely, a male calico/tortie is not sterile?)

(Do you know why the Hippocratic Oath is called the Hippocratic Oath? Who Galen is? The age of the oldest known eyeglasses? The four humors, and what they were believed to represent? Why medicine stagnated during the first few centuries of Christian dominance in Europe? What the link is between sickle cell anemia and resistance to malaria? What is the modern treatment for bubonic plague? Who Phineas Gage was? What animal Luigi Galvani used to study the role of electricity in neural connections? Who frickin' Rosalind Franklin is???)

Seeing that post about arguing against there not being enough research into hormonal and surgical treatments for trans men and women... Man. That one hurt my head.

Since 1990, we've learned how to keep HIV all but dormant and to stop it passing from a parent to child. Chemotherapy for cancer treatment was first developed in the 1940s, and radiation is actually older than chemotherapy. Hemophilia B can be treated now quite simply by injections and transfusions to introduce Factor IX, a clotting factor, when before the 1950s it was a death sentence. The structure of DNA wasn't discovered until 1953 - now, students in basic biology labs can play around with splicing and inserting sequences into genetic codes!

My point is... a lot of what we understand about medicine has, for various reasons, only become established and accepted in the last 200 years or so. And with gene therapy, it's likely to explode again.

Read up on the history of medicine. Especially if you question its use in certain people to help them physically become who their conscious mind knows they are. You might learn something!

And honestly, the history of medicine is insanely grim-and-gross fun. If you're into that. 😉 The Mütter Museum is also out there!

[infisonicosm-moved]

Putting this under a read more bc it's gonna be long, TLDR; I love TBAGG, Greta Van Fleet, and I'm overwhelmed about this new era.

TW: Mentions or religion, death, personal experiences with the baptist church, my pouring out everything I've delt with since 2020 cause I need to let it all out.

I'm feeling so many emotions right now and I'm having trouble processing it all. I knew TBAGG was deep but after listening to Meet The Master I'm not reflecting on how deep that album really goes.

There's a new level of pain mixed with strands of falling in love. It's like I'm seeing the story of the album in 4k now.

When I first discovered GVF I was in the early stages of my deconstructing process as a Christian. I'd just recently made the decision to leave the church and really focus on myself and make my spiritual journey something more personal. The church I attended thrived off of taking people's testimonies and making them a an example. Stealing away the personal aspect of a testimony and molding it to be a sermon. That's why I was so drawn to Stardust Chords, cause I experienced it first hand. That song spoke to me the most after experiencing what I have.

Nothing and nobody can take away how I feel God has personally spoken to me though through Greta. I don't talk about my spiritual beliefs a lot as I don't want to make it seem like I'm shoving it down someone's throat. But, I would love to share this with you all.

in 2019 leading up to 2020 I felt drawn to pray to God to prepare my heart and strengthen me before I attended a 3 day conference called Passion. I didn't know why but I prayed and prayed and i felt so at peace about it. I've never felt closer to God. Passion is held at the Mercedes Benz Stadium in Atlanta so just imagine a stadium PACKED with over 60,000 people worshipping the Lord. It was such a powerful thing. The whole trip I was telling my church group, "They're gonna open the dome I can feel it!" and they would all shoot me down, "They won't", "do you know how much it would cost them to do that? they aren't gonna open it!". After a while I let it go cause maybe they were right.

Well, when Kari Jobe and her husband Chris Carnes came on stage to perform, I was into it, totally drawn in. I feel a tap on my arm from my friend and he tells me to look up, as soon as I did I was hit with the BIGGEST gust of wind that could have rushed through that stadium, it was cold but comforting. It wasn't windy in the slightest that day, but above me was an open dome and a beautiful blue sky. I was moved to tears and so was everyone around me. We felt it, we knew what we'd just experienced.

Later that evening I open instagram to see a post from Kari that I'll link for you all. I was floored and had a new wave of tears flow through me. God heard me. He heard my prayers and he communicated that to me in those moments.

Kari's Instagram post

Little did I know that God was preparing my heart for all the stress and pain I was yet to endure. Days after I get pack from Passion, my Grandaddy is taken to the hospital, upon arrival we see my Great-Aunt there in the ER waiting to be admitted. They were both on the same floor so it made it easy for family to go back and forth. My Grandfather had an ulcer in his stomach, the cauterized it and clamped it. The problem was he couldn't eat anything till he passed the clamp and that could take up to two weeks.

After he started aspirating into his lungs, they ultimately told us there was nothing else they could do and it was time to call in hospice. I felt my world crashing down around me. My Grandaddy was basically my Dad. He stepped up to the plate when my Dad left and helped raise me. A few days after we moved him to Hospice, we heard that my great-aunt had blood clots on her lungs and wasn't going to make it. She passed at 3 am the following morning, my Grandaddy passed almost 8 hours later in Hospice. I had to watch him starve to death, it was the more horrifying things and I'd never wish it on anyone.

Nothing can prepare you for the pain of watching someone you love so much slowly fade away.

That was only January! In February I planned my Grandaddy's funeral and we had his celebration of life. I don't remember much of it since I was under such a thick cloud of grief and depression. Days later, my friend Terra passes away from child birth complications. I'd known her since I was 15, we basically grew up together despite just being online friends. She was like a big sister to me and I admired her so much. I still miss her so bad and wish I had her still to reach out to. She always knew how to comfort me best.

Please stick with me I promise Greta ties into this hell.

In March I was sexually assaulted and almost raped. And then the world shut down cause of covid. Let's just say I'm surprised nobody Baker Acted me.

In 2021, my Uncle passed. He stepped up after my Grandaddy passed to be there for me and I'll forever be grateful to him. The last words he said to me just days before he passed was 'I love you' and I'll always hold that close to my heart.

In 2022, my Mom lost a very dear friend who I always called my aunt, and two weeks later her brother, another uncle of mine, passed. It was all very sudden and unexpected.

For three years I've been plagued with grief and sadness. It's crazy how everything is connected though. If it wasn't for all these events happening I wouldn't have discovered Greta. I downloaded tiktok during the pandemic desperately looking for something to make me laugh or distract me. I wouldn't have had any interest in that app or spent as much time on it if it wasn't for everything. I wouldn't have stumbled across their funky lil SNL performance several times before caving and looking into who tf they are.

I wouldn't have taken the jump to make this blog, make friends, or have this connection that I do to this band. I'm so glad that Josh questions everything. I'm so glad he picks people's brains to find a deeper meaning to life. I'm so glad he and the rest of the band translate all these questions, thoughts, and feelings into songs that I will never ever forget.

Meeting the Maker is so much more to me than a new single. It's closure. It's my light at the end of the tunnel and I feel like I can breathe. This band came into my life when I needed them the most but I didn't realize the depth of that till this morning. The lyric "It's my time to go home" sit so personally to me as that was the last thing my Grandaddy said to my cousin. He told her he was going home to Jesus and he was ready.

This song felt like a final hug from him and I can not put into words what that means to me. The message of the song for me was "I see you! I see you grieving but rejoice! I'm going home to my master! The master is good!" and boy is he ever. I see the Garden as their own interpretation of Heaven, there's no pain, no battles, no darkness, just vast amounts of light, peace, and healing.

In these three years, almost four, I haven't had a moment to process any of the loss I've suffered. Work and other responsibilities didn't stop just cause I wanted to.

This new album Greta is about to release if going to bring me to my knees and I have a feeling they are going to help me experience all the healing I've been begging for.

Nobody can take away what this band means to me.

[yougoadedme]

*drops this deeply horny fic on you and leaves*

Fandom: What We Do in the Shadows (TV) Relationships: Guillermo de la Cruz/Nandor the Relentless, Background Laszlo Cravensworth/Nadja of Antipaxos Characters: Guillermo de la Cruz, Nandor the Relentless, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nadja of Antipaxos, Colin Robinson Rating: E Chapters: 1/1 Words: 7.5k Summary: Below the cut 👇

"Oh? What’s this?” Nadja says, pulling out a nondescript tape in a clear plastic case. “Fresh. No scratches. No c*m stains. Is it a new one, my clotted cream dream?”

"Laszlo takes the unfamiliar VHS from Nadja for closer inspection. He clicks open the case and carefully pulls it out. The label on the side of the black rectangle simply says “MOVIE” in crisp, meticulous, positively Catholic penmanship.

Nandor and Guillermo made a p*rno. Roll footage.

[bunnygirl678]

So I always wanted a bunch of kids like 4 or 5, I’m one of 5, and my dad is the youngest of 13, so like big families are the norm for me.

Unfortunately I got saddled with almost every genetic disorder available in the family, including but not limited to a blood clotting disorder, allergies, psoriasis, and more recently the discovery of a disorder where my white blood cells slack off. Anywho after I had my daughter the docs told me I probably shouldn’t have more kids, and later ones telling me they want me to get my tubes tied, which is difficult since I have the clotting disorder and am on blood thinners, so every surgery is hella dangerous. Birth control is off the table due to the clotting (no hormones for me!), condoms cause pain, so now that I’m single again I might just stick to girls lol.

Anyway I have a whole bunch of names picked out that I’ll never get to use so I’ll share them here (and honestly it’s probably good these names are pretentious as hell lol)

Girls:

Esther

Margot (my absolute favorite)

Margarette (family spelling)

Eleanor

Boys:

Holden Alexander (like catcher in the rye like I said pretentious as hell)

Harper (great great grandfathers name, it used to be a boy name over girl)

Hennessy (I saw that one tumblr post from like 2013 and fell in love with the name)

Caleb (this one is more recent and had been a suggestion when I was pregnant before we knew she was a girl, I never liked it until I read east of Eden)

Christian (his nickname would be applesauce, short for Chris-cross applesauce )

Yeah so those are the names I always wanted to name future kids that will unfortunately never exist.

[princesscolumbia]

So I'm once again seeing so-called "conservative" content on my dash...

...and I'm just not having it.

There's a LOT that goes into my worldview and the way it was formed and the nuances and philosophy that formed who I was growing up and who I am now, but, to use the broadest of all possible strokes, it boils down to this:

Whatever side Nazis take is the side I will go out of my way to end!

Everyone who just stood up (and has a Nazi armband in their back pocket, safely out of sight so you think we'll give you pass to vomit the shit you let clot your corrupted, rotting cranial cavity), SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND SHUT UP!

And yes, we have Nazis. Turns out they didn't all get the bullet after killing all the queers, Jews, and whatever people of color they could get their hands on (SHUT UP! Fuck your Holocaust denial! You don't get a FUCKING VOTE if you try to PISS ON THE GRAVES OF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE!), some of them just hid because they knew what would happen to them if they opened their mouths and tried that shit again!

But here we are a few generations later and it seems the Nazis forgot how hard we stomped down on them eventually.

I was an American Conservative once, too. I learned from all the right places and right people about how modern conservatism was a good thing and the right thing and we had to "stop the libs" in order to keep our country from turning into a new Soviet state or something.

And in some ways, I haven't changed my mind, but that's for another post, because the opinions I still have from then are STILL THE OPPOSITE OF THE SIDE NAZIS ARE ON!

Even up to the start of the pandemic, I was still staunchly conservative, pushing back against what I saw as liberal pushes to subvert our country and make things worse for everyone.

Then: "...oh, uh...that's a Nazi. Saying the same things I'm saying. That's okay, 'cause the conservatives in leadership positions will surely repudi...ate...them... They're agreeing with them."

"Well, that's okay, I'm sure my fellow conserv...I'm surrounded by Nazis, aren't I?"

Myth after conservative lie after "evangelical christian" talking point were knocked over like pins in a bowling alley. Things that I had been told over and over were just facts of life were having the masks ripped off and exposed for being the greedy old rich white man trying to fuck over the "punk kids," usually largely people of color and queer folk.

Am I mixing metaphors a little? Yeah, probably, but I'm fucking MAD AS FUCK that these FUCKERS ARE GOING TO BE A THING EITHER I OR MY DAUGHTER HAS TO DEAL WITH!

Why do I hate Nazis so much? Well, in no particular order:

They KILL PEOPLE FOR BEING DIFFERENT FROM THEM

They burn books that contain opinions that they don't like

They KILL PEOPLE FOR BEING QUEER

They don't actually produce anything, they just consume and conquer and play a shell game with their economy (whatever the size) and when the music's about to stop they hold the band at gunpoint and keep things going until it eventually collapses, then they blame someone else. (Usually, the Jews, and if that doesn't work they blame the queers)

They KILL PEOPLE BECAUSE OF THE MELANIN CONTENT OF THEIR SKIN

They concoct psuedoscience to support their beliefs, resulting in intellectual stagnation that, if passed down to their children, becomes entrenched

They KILL PEOPLE BECAUSE THEY DON'T LIKE THE LOOK ON SOMEONE'S FACE

Oh, and in case I may have glossed over this part:

I HATE NAZIS BECAUSE THEY KILL PEOPLE JUST BECAUSE!

Scratch a Nazi and you'll find a school bully. Plant a school bully and in 10-20 years you'll have a fresh-from-the-plantation Nazi. (word choice was deliberate, because you can't corrupt a child to view their fellow human beings as sub-human without showing them how to treat them as sub-human)

And I think we all know what Steve Rogers did with Nazis.

Did you question the results of the 2020 election? I mean, there were a bunch of people saying some really bad things about election tampering and the like.

...and they all turned out to be white supremacists and Nazis. All their "evidence" was smoke and mirrors and if you questioned the Nazi rhetoric you were a dirty [N-word] or [K-word] or [F-word] or [T-word] and probably voted for Biden!

Did you think the Jan. 6th Insurection was a grassroots movement and it was just a bunch of people trying to take their country back? Yeah, and I'm sure a bunch of them thought so too...but even more of the insurrectionists turned out to be white supremacists and Nazis. And look at that, they were being FUCKING ORCHESTRATED by Republicans who wanted to seize power from duly elected officials. And supported by Nazis.

We're at the point in history where they're not even trying to hide what they're doing, or if they are trying, they're failing. ("Project 2025," anyone?) The same people who are saying the quiet part out loud now (how they think Jews should be put to death and blacks should be enslaved and brown people need to be mass deported regardless of nation of birth and all queer folk should be rounded up and shot, etc.) are the same people who believe that Trump should have king-level powers and immunity and cheered on the passage of laws that restrict medical care for women and children (with the goal of extending that restriction to adults that fall into the category of "people we don't like") and the same people who cheer for Putin as he spins lies out of whole cloth to invade Ukraine and the same people who declared the vaccines were going to kill you or plant trackers in your body and the same people who said respiratory masks were the government trying to police your actions and the same people who said that the rioters carrying tiki torches and calling for racial segregation were "just good American boys who don't mean any harm" and the same people who...

...I think you get the point.

The Nazis were in our midst the whole time, they just weren't waving a flag or wearing an armband.

I've been burned. I've been burned badly. I've had my trust in the conservative movement gutted, my faith in America shaken, and my previous worldview shattered. You'd better believe I'm hyper-aware when it comes to dog whistles, false flags, and code-speak. And remember, I used to be one, so I know the conservative playbook.

I may not be able to actually kill a Nazi, but get 'em banned on social media? Get 'em blocked on chat apps? End their influence before it starts wherever I can? You bet your ass I'm going to take whatever action I can to end the threat before it becomes my daughter's problem.

Because my daughter is growing up well aware that one mom is queer and the other mom Gets Looks™️ and is culturally guilty of being queer by association. My kiddo is well aware the world she's going to inherit is a place that could be very, very bad.

And my daugher is neurodivergent.

Which means she has a hardwired sense of fairness and justice.

Which means she's going to step up in the bravest and most noble way possible, and I want to make sure when she finds that hill to die on that her mom has done the hard work before her and she's not actually gonna die on that hill.

'cause she hates Nazis as much as I do.

And that means it's bad news for Nazis, because my hatred of Nazis pales in comparison to how much I love and want to protect my daughter.

So if you're a Nazi, just remember, I'm with The Captain.

No, not that one, this one:

And remember, if you're standing with the Nazis? Even if you say you're "not a Nazi," it's awfully hard to tell, what with the red, white, and black flag you're standing under.

[septembersghost]

Whoa... scary situation. She has a music coming out 7.28 - I saw a clip that had been posted a few days ago and had to look it up because I thought it was AI generated because of the lyrics. tmz. com/2023/07/24/singer-tori-kelly-rushed-hospital-blood-clots/ instagram. com/p/Cu7h96cguff/?hl=en She's a former AI auditioner (SC wasn't complimentary). She won 2 Grammys in Christian music. SB client whose work didn't seem to be a priority of her label- but label was able to sign to a new one.

have you seen the movie "sing"? i never saw the sequel, but i always associate tori with that because of her role in it, along with her recording of a song that ed wrote:

it's worrying and sometimes outright terrifying how quickly our health can turn without warning. i hope she'll be okay and that treatment will help her and will find what caused this.