#FRIED CHICKEN MY RELIGION

[tarta-de-limon]

How's your bd? :D

I promised (almost) back, soooooo

At this moment I'm in the car and this is the best I can do (I really wanna do it right now, sorry) :")

K, here's few questions:

How u celebrate your birthday? How old are u now (if it's not secret)? Aaaand what u planning to eat? :₽

Oh, on pic I wrote everything without translator and I hope that at least something was written right :")

✨🎉Happy birthday🎉✨ again

OMG YOU'RE BACK, AND DW BECAUSE THE DRAWINGS ARE AMAZING TY SO MUCH, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU💖💖💖💖 😭😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️‼️

THE CUTE HEART POSE, IS THAT A BOUQUET? OMG 😭👐💖💖💖💖💖‼️‼️‼️‼️

Today I'm going out with my family😭👐!!! there's this awesome buffet with ALL THE TYPE OF FOOD YOU CAN IMAGINE. Like there's desserts, and pizza, Chinese food and sea food and just EVERYTHING.

...

But I have the palate of a five year old so I'll eat FRIED CHICKEN AND FRIES, LET'S GOOOO🗣️‼️🗣️‼️🗣️‼️🗣️‼️🗣️‼️🗣️‼️ I also happen to loose my appetite when there's too much people around, so I won't eat much probably. But hey, FRIED CHICKEN 💃💃🎉💃🎉💃🎉💃‼️

I might buy a lemon pie for myself, although I don't like how the bakery nearby does it. Too sour!!!! I like my lemon pie to be acidic and sweet, not sour, if yk what I mean.

And I'm turning 18 rn!!!! So LET'S GOOOO, I'M AN ADULT NOW

(I'm scared of adulthood, help).

[chai-en-kaadhale]

you know the cravings bad when you can physically feel the ghost of the texture/taste in your mouth

[slyandthefamilybook]

I remember being taught in school around Yom Kippur time that you cannot ask G-d to forgive something you did to someone without asking that person to forgive you first. The reason Judaism is so legalistic is precisely because of this attitude. You can't find absolution in G-d if you're not willing to repair your connections with your fellows

One of the philosophical/theological differences between judaism and other religions is how we conceive of the consequences of doing bad things.

I just heard someone say, "well jews don't believe in hell, so why don't you-" and just never sits right with me that the only thing that could prevent you from acting in bad ways are the threat of an eternal punishment. The implication that you shouldn't care about the consequences of your actions on the worldly level are astounding as well.

I care about not doing bad because it hurts people - myself included. Even if I did believe in hell... It wouldn't factor into how I live life. I fundamentally don't agree that we should treat this life and this world as a temporary home - a rest stop - where our actions only matter insofar as it affects where you go in the afterlife.

[love-minor-poltergeist]

A/N: I saw the positive reception that my Barbi hcs and I wanted to say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you kindly!! I always find myself feeling apprehensive on deviating from the fandoms I usually write for, so the fact that you all seemed to liked my Barbi content means a lot! (〃＾▽＾〃)

In the spirit of things, I decided to try my hand at baking a batch of hcs for our lovely, awful Police Sergeant Coyle! I will admit that his character was a little bit more difficult to write for since there's a lot uncomfortable themes and ideals related to his character. However! I welcome the challenge and hope that these turned out okay. Lemme know what y'all think!!

!Content Warning!: There's a passing mention of CSA/Childhood Sexual Abuse since the comics implied that it happened, and while it's only mentioned very briefly, it's better to play it safe

General Leland Coyle Headcanons:

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Ever since his father served in the military briefly in WWII, which subsequently left the older man an invalid– having lost a foot and permanently unable to walk normally– Leland was left to carry out most of the physical labor around him and his family’s cattle farm. Pa would still insist on bossin’ him around, though, and Leland usually had to be the one to help him walk the fields while dealing with the cattle. Of course, once he joined the local police force, most of those duties fell upon his ma. 

Granted, in his ever charming views, he always thought Ma did a crap job of the physical work, so he’d usually take over anyway. All the while he and Ma argued back and forth on the fields.

An average day, if he wasn’t off dealing with police duties, he’d watch the cattle and make sure they’ve eaten and prod any escapees back into the fields. He was none too gentle, either, and he’s earned his fair share of bruises and narrowly avoided a few nasty kicks. Leland’s even got a particularly nasty scar on his lower abdomen from getting gored by a rowdy heifer. It luckily wasn’t deep enough to get him sent to the hospital, but boy did his parents ridicule him for being dumb enough to let it happen in the first place. 

Cannot cook for the life of him. Pa drilled it into his head that cooking was a woman's job, so he never really bothered to learn. All of the housework was handled by his wives, and god forbid if they wanted a break from it… During the brief stints between each marriage, Leland’s survived off diner food, cigarettes, coffee, and the occasional frozen tv dinner. 

On the other hand, however, he’s completely fine with a man cooking if it’s to handle a grill. Hell, Pa was the one to teach him how to prepare meat after they’ve sent their cattle off to the slaughterhouse, and goddamn can he cook a mean steak. Now that he thinks about it, Leland sometimes wished he paid more attention on how to make fried chicken when his Ma tried to show him… 

The Coyle family were devout Christians and attended Sunday mass each week. Of course, Leland doesn’t practice the religion much as he grew older, but much of the values taught to him remained; most of them perverted to fit his ideals. 

Thanks to his chronic smoking habit, Leland’s appetite is close to nonexistent. He does it so much that the other officers of the Blackwell Police Department often joked about how Sergeant Coyle’s office may as well have been an oven with how much smoke emanated from his office. However, given how he’s the one to handle most of the paperwork until the asscrack of dawn, and with only a cigarette and numerous cups of coffee littering his desk to keep him going, no one really complained. 

Usually shaves his head during the summer time. Sure, he’s a vain man, but it’s become a habit after his time in the military. Not to mention that it usually helped him keep cool during the days where he toiled in the fields with the sun beating down on he and Ma. The habit followed him into the Sinyala facility, where staff usually had to shear him down since, though he’s a Prime Asset and thus has special privileges, he’s still not to be trusted with anything sharp. 

Has extensive firearm training. Pa first showed him how to handle a rifle whenever the farm had to deal with coyotes and stray dogs that harassed the livestock. On the offtime there wasn’t anything to shoot, young Leland was usually spotted by the fence posts in the outer perimeter of the farm, practicing his aim with a few cans and empty bottles. Which eventually graduated to shooting at any unlucky birds or cats that wandered too close to the property. He was also put in charge of putting down any sickly cattle, too, after Pa was left crippled.

His aim only got better thanks to his time in Okinawa. He’s got more experience in rifles and pistols, but he has a natural knack for machinery, and he’s a quick learner. Not to mention that he follows gun safety to a fuckin’ T…. Which only made him even more offended when he learned that some deformed, baby-talkin’ runt got a gun before he did in Sinyala. 

Usually has a sore back after trials. Sure, he can handle lugging around that pontiac car battery on his back for hours if he needed to, but goddamn is that thing heavy. First thing he does after a trial is stretch until he hears his back pop. 

Suffers from really nasty night terrors. Going back to his comic and how it briefly touched on how Leland’s exhibited signs of CSA, it’s highly possible that much of the abuse occurred behind closed doors and at night, where everyone else was asleep. He’s avoided sleep like the plague since then. Both as a means of trying to protect himself and not have to deal with constantly reliving the incident. He’s never talked to anyone about it, and refuses to do so. 

He’s also coped with it via hypersexualising himself and inflicting pain on others. It gives him a sense of control and a rush of power that was stripped away from him. Silently vowed to never let himself be that vulnerable again.

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[rrezshifts]

𝓼𝙝𝙞𝖋𝙩𝙞n𝙜 𝙚x𝙚𝙧𝙘i𝙨𝙚

ꜱɪɴɢᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ

this is a shifting exercise by zaddizu. i’m doing this because i wanted to post something, but my brain is being weird and won’t let me do shit, especially anything creative. read more about my singer reality for a bit more context for this post.

my name is theodore solano.

my favorite food would probably be greek or italian cuisine. but like fast food wise? i love nearly any place with good chicken tenders and fries 😫🙏

if i could choose one movie to watch for the rest of my life, i’d choose pitch perfect. which is kinda crazy, even i can admit. but that movie was a staple of my childhood and what made me fall in love with singing at a young age, and i’ve never gotten tired of it.

my birthday is august 14, 1998

a song that will always have a place in my heart… probably dark days by PUP. they’re not a too well known band. but i’ve loved them for 7-8 years now, and that song is so optimistic.

my favorite color is… probably green? but i love blue too. i genuinely don’t know. green is the gayest color though, as i’ve heard, so i feel that adequately describes my soul 😭😭

the most important thing to me is probably my spirituality and religion. it helps me keep track of my self care and keeps my responsibilities on track for some reason. but i also just find that part of my life very important to me.

favorite memory? you’re asking someone with shit fucking memory of recent events… good lord. umm probably one of my first shows. i was always hella fucking nervous but everyone who was there was so excited to see me and that was just really endearing.

least favorite memory would probably be literally any of my break ups. and then after those break ups, any memories of my ex-partners 😭 that’s an over exaggeration i suppose, because i’m on good-ish terms with some of my exs.

someone i dislike? my best friends exes!

in a crowded room, i would look for my best friend, yoloxochitl first fs! we’ve been friends since middle school, and she’s been a pivotal part of my success in the music industry 🙏

best music genre is HARD to answer bro… ummm, see i sing mainly indie and shit but listening wise i love rap, mainly rage rap. but i also still love alternative and indie as well. i don’t think i could choose just one as the best because of how different certain artists can be under each genre too.

a topic i’d defend with my life would probably be pineapple belongs on pizza, and no one can say “fruit doesn’t belong on pizza” when the tomato sauce is right there!

a character i relate to would definitely be wallace wells from scott pilgrim vs the world . . . bc gay ✊😫

i have so much shit in my room that of course it’s messy. i’ll organize the mess though, so it’s in the eye of the beholder lolol

god no. i am not funny. i wish i was funny. but gun to my head, am i? nooopeee!!

if i had to choose between a fruit platter and a candy platter, i would choose fruit. as long as it’s fresh fruit and not like the cheap platter from the grocery store.

between sugar, sour, or spice i would say sugar. neither of the three is my ideal flavor profile though. i loooove savory foods so much. but for these options it’s just the process of elimination, so sugar.

my aesthetic is any men’s style that looks good to me. i’ve had so many years where i either had no style or had to wear women’s style, so like anything i can afford enough to look good i will. definitely will say it’s more of a basic aesthetic though.

my hogwarts house is gryffindor fs

and i’m an ambivert.

best school subject was english, was a struggle when we got to older literature though in high school.

if i’m sad someone could find me in either my room or my living room. i live alone so anywhere in my apartment i’ll probably be. i try to hang out with friends when i’m sad too, but there’s no constant location and it’s not a guaranteed occurrence.

who am i? i am a indie music artist? idk, i don’t like this question

someone who’s music i don’t enjoy would probably be taylor swift. the instrumental can be good, but her voice is just not for me.

i have not had a near death experience, and i would love to never have one 😭🙏

who was my first love? it was a friend who i gained a crush on, and then they moved away, and i kinda just have that lingering love for them. i kinda do regret it, nothing happened, but like i wish i didn’t still feel this way about them… if that makes sense.

has there been someone famous i didn’t like? yes! a lot of people. some because they’re terrible people, others because we don’t mesh well. it happens, that’s all i’ll say.

i do enjoy my fanbase! they’re very respectful and also bring the right energy to my performances. i appreciate their adoration for me.

i’m famous for certain songs that went viral, and i hope also for being a good singer and musician.

least favorite interview was probably genius because i felt so stupid doing it, i’m not gonna lie. but like it helped push my songs out there a bit i suppose. there was also an interview where the interviewer got too brave and tried asking a question i didn’t appreciate. but overall that interview was fine outside of that.

a song i made that is my favorite out of all of them is very hard to choose. but i love the ones i got to collaborate with people on, especially my friend yolo who has helped produce a number of my songs but also people i’ve got to sing with. it’s very fun to get to work with people like that.

i’m honestly not feeling this reality anymore because i fear the parasocial like relationship i’m forming on bbno$ and it scares me and now i’m just a lil uncomfortable with this reality existing. but i wrote this like a week ago and haven’t gotten around to posting it

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© rrezshifts last updated. 02/06/2025

[thechickenkitty]

PoppyPlaytime; sandwiches are contraband

I had this in the SecurityAngel discord server, but someone said it reminded them of 2010s Tumblr so I’m putting it here now, (it is copy and pasted, and it’s so long that it had to be several discord messages)

I’ve been thinking of something silly, it has SecurityAngel but it’s not really the main focus and I have no idea how to smoothly add it into the au

Essentially, it’s a “Sandwiches are contraband in accordance to the Religion of the Prototype” au

It all starts with the Player who comes into the factory of their own free will, no one sent them a letter and they happen to live within walking distance of the abandoned factory because they brought the land and built a house there with a chicken coop and a little garden with vegetables (they had a great inheritance from some random family member). They encounter Huggy just like the game, and that’s where the canon divergence begins, because for some reason they throw the sandwich they were eating while exploring screaming “THE POWER OF SANDWICHES COMPELS YOU”

They manage to get back to their house but they don’t really sleep that much in fear of Huggy somehow jumping out of their closet or behind a door like a bad or staged YouTube prank. When morning finally comes, they go downstairs so sleep deprived that they don’t notice Huggy until he slowly takes the sandwich they just made out of their hands to eat it.

This begins the comedy route where less toys are starving because some guy that lives nearby is just supplying the factory sandwiches that apparently taste life changing; when CatNap eats one he immediately bans the sandwiches because it tasted so good that he felt religious guilt over it. The Prototype has no idea why and keeps trying to get CatNap to lift the sandwich ban, leading to a split in the Prototype religion where one half rejects the sandwiches for various reasons while the other half has called the person making the sandwiches “The Angel” because why else would those sandwiches taste so heavenly?

Unfortunately, many toys rejected the sandwiches at the beginning because it was made by a former employee. That’s why the sandwich contraband is such a big deal in the playtime factory.

The guy making the sandwiches has no idea what controversy their sandwiches has generated. All they know is that the Blue Sour Patch kid comes randomly to their house for sandwiches or other types of food. Sometimes he brings others who range from miniature Huggies to a Doughman who keeps trying to eat ice cream or other frozen goods even though he falls sick everytime. Oh, and every single one of these toys call them Angel no matter how many times they try to correct them.

(Huggy’s favourite food made by the Player is a fried chicken sandwich with melted cheese, lettuce, and tomatoes in between two lightly toasted white bread slices that still have the crusts. It also so happens to be the same type of sandwich the Player had thrown at Huggy)

When the Prototype finally reveals himself and tells the Player what his sandwiches has done, all they say is “My sandwiches really did have the power to compel them…” and just end up staring at the wall for a solid hour.

Also Poppy wasn’t put in a case because the Player had come to the factory very early

And Susan Ayers is still alive because I said so

Also Harley Sawyer is the only one in the entire factory not to eat a sandwich from Player. You all can probably guess why.

(A later addition)

I just figured out to fit in SecurityAngel

They’re bitter exes, the only reason Player was able to leave Play Co. is because Harley fast tracked the paperwork they needed to officially leave the company.

When they finally see each other again, Player doesn’t want to say anything rude because Harley’s just a few organs in liquid. But that goes flying out the window when Harley “opens his mouth” (unmutes his vocaliser? Activates his speaks?) it reminds Player why they broke up. So in response, Player takes the jar Harley’s brain is in and starts shaking it like a child discovering the joys of jello, but far more violently.

Think of it like someone trying to open a pickle jar, but they’ve gotten so frustrated that they start shaking the jar and occasionally tapping the lid a little too hard against various surfaces

[girlactionfigure]

JEWS DON'T PROSELYTIZE

So let’s get onto the topic of Jews and proselytizing. It’s a topic that surprizes me when I reflect on how strongly I feel about it. I’ve noticed that others also feel very strongly about it. I wanted to unpack why it triggers something so powerful in me when I see Jews appearing to proselytize - that is - attempting to convert non-Jews to Judaism. It’s precisely because proselytizing is so alien to Jews in feeling and practice that I was struck by the posts of this online account:

Similar messaging even appeared on, (what presumably are), paid for adverts on roadside billboards:

Firstly, let’s not allow people of bad faith or bad intellect to pretend there’s some kind of anti-convert sentiment behind my reaction to this advert and my antipathy towards proselytizing. Converts are as Jewish as the prophets. My two favourite Jews in real life happen to be converts and they’ve enriched and deepened my relationship with my tribe. 

The question is really one of how non-Jews come to Judaism. 

As I understand it, converts are people who come to Judaism of their own volition. They are not caught by casting out a net as these billboards attempt. Following the compass of your own heart which points you towards the Jewish people is a beautiful power. The unique, organic footsteps that bring each convert to the true home of their soul are less likely to be reversed, retraced and tip-toed back out of than someone who was sold the religion as if it was a Subway sandwich. These are people who truly want to bind their destiny with us because they truly are us. Those who fall in love with Jews and convert before marriage have also experienced a calling of the soul - the organic flourishing of love within their heart. 

None of these converts were cold-called by a telesalesman offering them an opportunity too good to be true. They weren’t cynically recruited as an exercise in numbers. They weren’t randomly solicited, persuaded, manipulated, hunted or worked upon - which is exactly what these billboards are doing. They are trying to manipulate and work on non-Jews in order persuade them to abandon who they are - as if whoever they are is inherently a lesser thing - and to become Jewish. These adverts are capitalism in action. They are as tawdry as an advert for Doritos. Surely advertising the Torah like it’s some cleaning product competing against other cleaning products is rank? And I write this as a secular Jew. If you want Judaism to compete in the marketplace like Kentucky Fried Chicken or Mountain Dew - then I think that cheapens and degrades what you’re “selling”.

Adverts also target our insecurity. The heart of advertising is to tell us we’re not good enough unless we own this product. You smell bad. You look ugly. You’re uninteresting. Firstly, a non-Jew is as perfect as a Jew. They don’t have to become Jewish to have value - and Jews don’t need others to become Jewish for our tribe to have value. We don’t need to be validated by getting non-Jews to join us. Secondly: I think it’s irresponsible and distasteful for Judaism to proselytise as it risks taking advantage of the weak and vulnerable. If someone succumbs to your idealistic sales pitch when not at their best - you’re inflicting a lot of damage if they decide it’s not for them in the future. Someone extricating themself from a religion they adopted whilst in a bad place is more emotionally complicated than someone trying out a hair product and deciding it’s not for them. 

I also think we should be unashamed in saying it’s better to have quality over quantity. We don’t need members of the tribe just for the sake of it. In any venture in life, it’s better to have a small group of people whose hearts are truly into something than simply going for numbers. We have to ask the question: why proselytize in the first place? What’s the goal? We’re a tiny minority but our numbers are fairly stable. We’ve been around for thousands of years and aren’t going anywhere soon? Why proselytize? Why would we want to go out converting non-Jews? And why don’t we?

This leads to the most profound reason for not proselytising - one that’s important not just for the Jews - but for the world at large.

Jews choosing not to proselytize is the most beautiful rejection of an anti-totalitarian instinct. We don’t proselytize precisely because we’re not trying to take over the world. We just want a small corner of it where we can be free. And we’re happy for others to be free. We’ll mix and get on with everyone and participate fully in the world. But we’d be awfully unhappy if people didn’t accept us as we are and tried to stop us being Jews. We hope that everyone else mixes, interacts and participates as fully as they want to with the world. But we don’t think they should have to stop being themselves to do so. 

Whether people like it or not there’s a totalitarian instinct ingrained in the act of proselytizing. And it’s not just confined to spiritual faith groups. Political sects such as communism are also on a mission to convert people.

The starting point and end goal of those who proselytize is thus: if everyone is the same then the world will be a good place. If everyone accepts Jesus there will be heaven on earth. If everyone accepts the prophet Muhammed there will be peace. If everyone accepts the teachings of Marx there will be utopia. 

By NOT proselytizing, Judaism communicates that people can be different and the world can still be a good place. We don’t all have to think the same. We don’t have to dress the same. We don’t have to pray to the same God. We don’t need to dominate others and turn them into us. People are allowed to be different. It is the most profound example of live and let live in action. It is a rejection of mass uniformity and global group think. Jews - with their passionately held convictions and belief they possess certain truths - are not trying to force it on others. 

We need to absorb how revolutionary and powerful this concept is. To have ideas you cherish and believe are life enhancing - and to be able to enjoy them without trying to force them on others. It is bizarre that some people’s enjoyment of a thing is reduced if other people aren’t enjoying it too. To then go out and try to convert others by persuasion or the sword is an insane level of insecurity.

Proselytizing is not just questionable because it leads harassment, bullying and domination - the goal of global group think would be awful if achieved. A healthy nation, a healthy civilisation, a healthy planet will venerate difference - not domination. The friction of different perspectives is absolutely essential for human vitality and progress. 

So I honestly don’t know what the people who post materials that stray into proselytizing are playing at. Converts will come - as they do and as they always have done. And they are among the best of us. But going out hunting them isn’t bringing something to Judaism. It’s taking something away.

Anyway, it doesn’t affect me - I worship Zeus.

Only joking.

Thanks for reading. I hope I’ve converted you to the beauty of accepting converts without actively trying to convert people. 

Sending love to all Jews who are beautiful and perfect as Jews - and love to all non-Jews who are beautiful and perfect as non-Jews.

Once again, if you think my articles are welcome contributions to ongoing debates and have some value, please do subscribe:

LEE KERN

[rainbowxocs]

Name: James DuPont.

Alt Names: C.A.T, Pluto, Charon, Jane Doe.

Special Titles: Dr. James DuPont, Grandmaster, God Killer, Cat Burglar, EOD, Lieutenant Colonel, Sharpshooter, False God, The Star, Narrator.

Old Titles: Knight, God of Duality, God of Judgement, God of Eternity, God of Chaos, Servant, Empiric.

Username: @kitty9lives

Nicknames: Bad Omen, Kit Cat, Cat Boy, My Rose, My Star, Stray, Blue Bird, Kitty, Chaton, Bunny, Phoenix, Holmes, My Beloathed, Final Girl, The Prophet, Schrodingers Cat.

Chronological Age: 4.5 Billion.

Vessel Age: 605.

Age: 45.

Pronouns: Switches between He, She, and They. Depending on what gender he is that day. (Switches between il or elle in French)

Sexuality: Gay.

Gender: Genderfluid, Catgender.

Base Species: Starling.

Current Species: “Human” (Pure Hybrid)

Hybrid Info: (Sphinx, Litch, Witch.)

Disorders: CPTSD, Autism, Insomnia, Selective Mutism, Night Terrors, BPD, Anorexia.

Physical Disabilities: Blind, Deaf (Has a Cochlear Implant), Ambulatory Wheelchair User (Occasionally uses crutches or a cane as well), Has two arm prosthetics and two leg prosthetics, Chronic Pain.

Recovering Addictions: Alcohol, Weed, Nicotine (Cigarettes), LSD, Self Harm.

Religion: Pagan.

Job: Professional Villain, Chemist.

Degree: M.D, Chemistry, Robotics, Computer Science.

Lives in: NYC, New York, 2307.

Languages: French, English, Hindi, ASL, LSF, Spanish, Italian, German, Danish, Dutch.

Height: 5’7”.

Ethnicity: French, Portuguese.

Accent: Brooklyn Accent with a hint of French.

Other Form: Purple Goop.

Animal Form: Giant Purple Isopod.

Spirit Form: Headless, Covered in Roses.

Spirit Level: Acceptance.

Powers: Reanimating, Creation Magic, Death Magic, Prophetic Visions, Judgement, Potions, Alchemy, Shapeshifting, Strings, Pandora’s Box, Lightning Magic, Technology Manipulation, Lie Detection, Time Magic, Forbidden Fruit.

Tech: Holograms, Robotic Minions, Smoke Bombs, Paint Bombs, Teleporters, Lock Picks, Lazers.

Weapons: Sword, Pistols, Sniper Rifle, Bombs, Rocks, Scissors, Various Witchcraft Supplies such as salt, wards, etc, Scissors.

Also Can Use: Muskets, Rifled Muskets, Rifles,

Wand: Uses his hands.

Alignment: Chaotic Good.

Text Color: Purple, Sometimes Black.

Main Animal: Cat.

Main Hobbies: Reading, Video Games, Sculpting, Yugioh, Violin, Otamatone, Puzzles, Robotics, Scientific Experimentation, Coding, Chess, Letter Making, Tambourine, Photography, Flute.

Favorite Drinks: Peppermint Tea, Coffee, Classic Boba.

Favorite Snacks: Queso, Saltines, Apples.

Favorite Meals: Garlic Bread, Dino Nuggets and Fries, Mushroom and Olives Pizza, Pancakes, Veal Stew, Pigs in a Blanket, Hot Dogs, Tuna, Chicken Wings, Mac and Cheese, Ham Sandwiches, Maki Rolls, Sashimi, Bagels.

Favorite Candy: Pez, Oreos.

Favorite Dessert: Gingerbread Cookies, Frosted Sugar Cookies, Birthday Icecream.

Favorite Flower: Roses, Purple Forget Me Not.

Scent: Roses.

Handedness: Left Handed.

Blood Color: Bronze, Sometimes Red.

Awareness: Very Aware. (Effect: Negative.)

Birthday: December 1st 1701. (Sagittarius.)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: He is always wearing cat patterns and tends to have toe beans on his shoes and gloves.

Special Interests: Technology, Robotics, Chemistry, The Sims, The Path, Sailor Moon, Disney Fairies, The Owl House, Steven Universe, FNAF, Kitty Love: Way to Look for Love.

Stims: Tangles, Cat Noises, Lazer Pointer, Yarn, Pressure Stims.

Stimboard: COMING SOON.

Moodboard: COMING SOON.

Fashion Board: COMING SOON.

Comfort Objects: Wedding Ring with Gold Band and Amethyst, Journal, Furby, Freddy Plush, Old Cat Plush, Gloomy Bear, Fuggler.

Family: Unknown Birth Parents.

Friends: Joan (Henchman.), Kriston.

Romance: Jonah Francois, Aditya Ravi. (Spouses.)

Enemies: Jonah Francois (Mortal Enemy), Michael Ansley.

Patrons: Bastet, Santa Muerte, Hecate.

Pets: Eyeball (Robot), Chain Chomp (Roomba), Mr Terminator (Black and White Cat),

Reincarnations: 𒆠𒋫 (Kita), חַוָּה (Eve), Πανδώρα (Pandora), दिया (Diya), Juliet, Pied Piper, Other Unknown Reincarnations.

Brief Personality: James is a bit of an enigma. He doesn’t get close to many people, often his ramblings about taking over the world push people away. However if you are persistent, he will warm up to you like a stray. He is incredibly intelligent, and also very very VERY stubborn. But he is incredibly loyal to the people he loves. If you are able to gain his trust he would let the world burn for you, without any hesitation.

Brief Backstory: [COMING SOON]

[cryptidsurveys]

Wednesday, March 19th, 2025.

Do people tell you you have cold hands? Yeah.

Do you feel that the shape of the pasta alters the taste? Maybe not the taste exactly, but the...dare I say it... m o u t h f e e l. ;D

How often do you listen to rock music? I can't really give a frequency, but I would say it makes up around 20% of the music I listen to? More if I'm listening to my own playlist instead of classical on the radio or whatever is being played at the animal shelter.

In games, do you like to roleplay as good or bad? I don't think I've ever played a game in which you could choose your morality. I'd probably try both routes just to see what happened.

What was your favourite colour when you were 10? I didn't have a definite favorite color.

When were you last in a hospital? Early 20s.

Is there an instrument you don’t like the sound of? Nothing is coming to mind.

Have you ever sponsored an animal? I haven't.

Would you rather be a kangaroo or a sea turtle? Kangaroo.

Do you like to get ready in the bathroom or the bedroom? I do most of my getting ready in the bathroom.

What’s your favourite Coldplay song? I don't listen to a lot of Coldplay's music, but maybe Viva La Vida.

Do you have a favourite insect? Insects are cool in general, but I can't say I have a favorite.

Have you ever worn coloured contacts for Halloween? I think one white contact.

Do you own a scooter? When I was younger.

Which pastel colour is the nicest? Kind of a toss-up between purple, green, and blue.

When did you last play a Mario game? It's been yeeears.

Ever owned an actual piggy bank? I don't think I've ever owned one in the shape of a pig, but the same concept, sure.

When did you last swing on a swing-set? Last year, at the little playground at the mountain park. It was actually kind of scary at first because I hadn't been on a swing in forever.

Do you study any subjects in your free time? I watch videos about history, religion, philosophy, outer space, politics, and that sort of thing, but I don't seriously study any subject.

Would you rather become fluent in 3 European languages or 3 Asian languages? I guess three Asian languages.

Are your bedroom curtains long or short? There are no curtains - just blinds.

Have you ever been zip-lining? No.

Did you carve a pumpkin this past year? No.

Have you volunteered in the past 6 months? Yeah.

French fries or onion rings? I'm probably more likely to order fries, but I love onion rings as well.

Why do you take surveys? At this point, it's like an unbreakable habit. I've been taking them since I was a teen, and even when I do disappear for a while, I always come back eventually. They're my preferred form of journaling.

Do you suffer from anxiety? Yeah.

Did you ever take a swimming class? As a kid.

Favorite healthy snack? Greek yogurt with fruit and cereal.

Favorite Disney movie? Maybe Pocahontas or Beauty & The Beast.

Do you consider yourself an artist? Yeah.

How well can you bake a cake? Most of my baking efforts turn out reasonably well.

Have you ever tasted banana milk? I haven't.

How many pairs of skinny jeans do you think you own? That are stored away + I no longer wear, a few. That I might actually wear, one.

Do you own a pair of Converse sneakers? I don't.

If you see a bee in your house… are you going to kill it? Lol, it would most likely be a wasp and not a bee. There was a wasp in one of the cat colonies at the shelter last year, and I smacked it out the open window and said, "WE'RE CLOSED." ;D

I’m ordering Chinese food; what do you want? My treat! Cashew chicken, steamed rice, and cream cheese wontons.

Do you have a cat? Two.

Ever been in love? Yeah.

Any piercings that you want? Not really.

OTP? They're original characters. You wouldn't know them. :')

Favorite quote? Don't have one.

Favorite singer? Idk.

How long does it take you to shower? Around 15 minutes.

The reason I joined Tumblr? Pretty sure it was to find photos to post with the surveys I was taking on Xanga at the time.

Baked macaroni and cheese or regular? Either.

What’s the first thing you learned how to draw? No idea.

Who wrote the last book you read? Eric Ryback.

What’s the middle name of your best friend?

How far away do you live from the closest aquarium? I think Denver? Unless there's one in Colorado Springs that I'm not aware of.

Who in your family has a birthday in January? No one in my immediate family.

What’s your favorite country song? I don't have one.

Pizza rolls or bagel bites? Either.

What’s the last show you really got into that you have to wait for the next season of?

When’s the last time you saw fireworks? Fourth of July.

Have you ever witnessed a car accident? Yeah. Last year. Right as we were leaving Golden Corral. Just a fender-bender, though. I don't think anyone was hurt.

Do you own a pair of fuzzy socks? I don't.

Have you ever been skinny dipping? No.

Sprinkles or frosting? Frosting.

Do you like mushrooms? They're alright. I don't mind them.

Have you ever worked in a grocery store? No.

What’s your Subway order? Well, the last time I ordered something from there, it was a turkey sandwich with cheese and tons of veggies.

Do you know how to roller skate? I used to.

Can you read sheet music? Not really.

What’s one food your family has at Thanksgiving? When I was younger, the staples were usually turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, rolls, and some sort of veggie. Nowadays, it varies a little bit, and we have chicken instead of turkey because it's just me and my dad.

Do you like painting? Digitally.

Do you have to sleep with a fan on? We will leave the swamp cooler running for part of the night during hotter months. I don't have a fan in my room, though.

Name one thing you put on a salad: Chicken.

What’s the last thing you ordered from a Mexican restaurant? A taco bowl.

Do you carry a purse or a backpack? I take a backpack to the animal shelter, but I use a smaller black bag for therapy, going out to eat, and things like that.

What kind of soda is your favorite? Mmm, I don't really drink it often enough to have a favorite.

Do you like your in-laws?

Toe socks or ankle socks? Ankle socks.

Nachos or chips and salsa? Nachos.

What’s the name of your pets? Esther and Karenna.

What’s your Chick-fil-A order? I've only been there once. I think I just got an original chicken sandwich.

Regular or pink lemonade? Either.

Chinese or Japanese cuisine? Chinese.

Do you own a pair of Crocs? I don't.

Does anyone in your family have a birthday in February? No.

What’s your Taco Bell order? I used to mainly get a bunch of tacos with the nachos and cheese dip, but these days, idk what I would choose.

Have you ever lived in a trailer/doublewide? No.

Pizza or nacho lunchables? Pizza.

Have you ever been to a strip club? No.

Did you ever participate in any pageants when you were younger? No.

What kind of cheese is your favorite? Swiss, sharp cheddar, or jalapeno. Ooh, and cream cheese, if that counts.

Make the perfect taco salad: Rice, chicken, black beans, guacamole, corn, lettuce, green pepper, cheese, tortilla strips…

Name a character from your favorite TV show:

Do you like going to arcades? I did when I was younger, almost exclusively to play DDR.

What kind of meat do you like the most? Chicken or beef.

Snakes or spiders? Snakes.

Have you ever had your nails done professionally? No.

Is anyone in your family in law enforcement? No.

What’s a fruit you dislike? I can't think of any.

Make the perfect omelet: Not really an omelet person, but I guess eggs (obviously), chicken, cheese, onion, potatoes, salsa…

[transylvanilla]

The guy who delivered my food left this piece of trash under it. Pls get me out of this country

I only want the fried chicken and my gfs dick shoved down my throat not ur religion. Fuck off

[rjmartin11]

Earth Angel, Heavenly Boy Part 3

Pairing: Angel!Elvis & OC!black!female

Summary: After a nearly fatal car accident, a mysterious man saved the life of a young woman who believes the young man is more than what he seems.

Word Count:???

Warnings: Slowburn, talks about God, Biblical stuff like angels, demons, the devil, spirituality, and realism.

Author's Notes: Welcome to Part Three. Bring a little religion in here. I hope that's okay. I'm an open Christian, meaning I gladly speak on God. Elvis was an open Christian, which I find sexy as all get out. As beautiful as he was, he could have been a narcissist, vain, boastful, arrogant, exectra. But he was humble. There's nothing more sexy than a humble man. At least, in my opinion. 😊😊😊

If you enjoy this chapter, like, comment, repost, and follow for more fun!

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・🪽・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

Noel was silent on the drive home. She contemplates her life, and all she can do is remain quiet.

"Nole?" Trish asks. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah."

"What do you want to eat?"

Noel turns to look at Trish and says, "Everything that I've denied for the last two years of this diet. I want burgers and fries and hot dogs and fried chicken and cake and brownies! I've only lost his forty pounds, and I work myself to the bone to make ends meet! I want to go to Italy and eat pizza and pasta and gelato. I wanna drink wine and rum and vodka!"

"Nole! Take a breath!" Trish says.

Noel takes a breath, and the flood gates open. Everything she's holding in comes out all at once. Having a death experience puts a lot in perspective for a woman who had very little.

"Nole, breathe. Take a deep breath and breathe," Trish says. "It's late, but I'll get you something good to eat."

It's fifteen minutes after one in the morning. Trish was able to find an old Mom and Pop restaurant open late. They order up chicken alfredo, spaghetti with meatballs, salad with the fixings, and a large pizza with a bottle of red wine.

By the time they get to her house, Noel and Trish unpack the car and head into Noel's apartment. Noel is thrilled to be home after a long, exhausting day. She's been faithful to her diet, but she needs a cheat day.

They set up her dining table with on the food, grab some plates, and wine glasses. The next thing Noel does is pour herself a glass of wine. Then Noel and Trish begin to indulge quietly in their dinner. Noel eats her dinner like it's going to disappear before she's done.

"Nole, slow down," Trish says.

"Sorry," Noel says, a mouth full of pizza. "I missed this type of cuisine."

Noel sips her wine and thinks about Dr. Elvis Carpenter. What he said about calling him. She was going to need someone to speak to about her issues. She held her glass to her lips.

"Penny for your thoughts, Nole?" Trish says. "I know this is a dumb question to ask, but are you okay?"

"Trish, did you know that the guy who hit me was in the ICU?"

"No, I didn't."

"I kept hearing them say that I shouldn't have survived the crash. I should be dead. They questioned how I'm still here... I know I should be dead. I was dead, Trish." Noel takes another sip from her glass.

"I'm sure you were just terrified, Trish."

"You said you saw my car? How bad was it? Honestly."

Trish looks her in the eyes but remains silent. She can't look in Noel's eyes for long, knowing the truth.

"Your silence speaks volumes."

"Nole... your car was totaled. It flipped over several times, it seemed. All the windows were shattered. There was blood on the driver's side, and a part of the driver's seat was crushed." Trish pauses at the mere thought of it all.

"Physically, you shouldn't be here drinking wine with me. It's theoretically impossible! But here you are without anything close to a scratch on you. Nole, you know I'm not really into the Christian stuff because I'm a realist, but the best word to describe this situation is..."

"Miracle," Noel whispers.

Trish tears up at the word.

"Yeah, Nole. It's a miracle that you're still here. I thought I lost my best friend."

Noel puts down her glass, stretching her arm across the small table to Trish. Trish takes her hand gratefully. A forever bond could have been broken tonight. Some bonds are stronger than others. It's a funny thing how one life can touch so many other lives.

"I love you, Nole."

"I love you too, Trish," Noel says. "I'm not planning on going anywhere for a while. I believe God wants me here just a bit longer."

"Maybe I'll go to church with you on Sunday," Trish said.

"You know, I've been doing bedside Baptist for a while. But I will go back. I think my guardian angel wants me to."

"Guardian angel?"

"Yes. I believe I was saved by an angel. As I woke up, I saw a pair of blue eyes... I believe. Then I fell asleep again."

"You shouldn't go to work tomorrow, Nole," Trish says. "You really need a break."

"I know. I wish I got a doctor's note," Noel said, putting her hand into her scrub pocket.

She feels around for a moment and realizes there's paper in her pocket. She remembered Dr. Carpenter gave her his card, but she didn't recall him giving her a doctor's excuse from work.

"Whoa..."

"Is that a doctor's note?" Trish asks.

"I believe it is. Now, all I have to do is text my boss about what happened."

"Was it that sexy doctor I saw with you?"

Noel cuts her eyes at Trish. Of course, she recognized that Elvis was gorgeous. It was undeniable, but he was out of her league.

"I believe it was Dr. Carpenter. It's his signature," Noel said.

"Dr. Carpenter? Did he give you his first name?"

"Yeah. It's Elvis, but I don't have time."

"If the accident has proven anything tonight, it's we don't have all the time in the world, Nole! Did he give you his number?" She asks Noel.

"Yes, on the professional basis that he analyzes me and sees that I'm okay. Not that way, Trish."

Noel had other things on her mind. She had this sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't want to lie to her boss, but she felt the boss wouldn't be understanding at the situation. It would be one thing if she was in the hospital banged up from the accident. But she came out untouched. Her car is totaled, and she needs to make plans for a loaner vehicle to get from place to place. But if she feels great, she should go to work. She'll worry about it in the morning. Not now.

"Do you need company?" Trish asks.

"I'm fine. You go home. Thank you for bringing me home and picking up dinner. I appreciate it more than you know, Trish."

"You're my best friend. If you need it, you got it. I know you're proud, but I'm here for you. Plus, you had a rough day."

"Yeah."

Noel and Trish kiss each other's cheeks and hug before Trish heads out on her way home. Noel tells her to drive safely and locks the door behind her.

Noel takes this time to clean up the table and put her leftovers in the fridge. Trish bought her enough food to last her the rest of the week. She was grateful for that. She finishes up her glass of wine and gets ready to shower.

When she sits in bed, Noel's mind is still running wild for the evening's events. She doesn't know how to slow her thoughts down. She gets herself a bottle of water and brings it back to her room. She takes a sip, turns out the light, and gets into the bed, resting her body. She closes her eyes and tries to sleep.

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[ur-local-guanche-scenekid-2010]

🌸Welcome to my blog!🫧

About me:

Age: 14

Disability(!?): Autism, Asperger

Identity: Fictiosexual and pangender

Nationality: Spanish and colombian

MBTI: ISTP

Language: Español/English/日本語

Light/multi/selfshipper

Pronouns: Ella/la/she/her/hers/they/them/any neo/xenopronouns

Favorites:

Foods and drinks: French fries, Coca-Cola, Colombiana, hot dogs, hamburgers, fried chicken, mangoes, arepas, avocados, buñuelos, Postobón acqua, Doritos, ramen, raviolis, chocolate cake

Fandoms: Pretty Cure, Sanrio, Dragon Ball, One Piece, Touhou, Super Mario Bros, Sonic The Hedgehog, Crash Bandicoot, Rayman, Disney, Countryballs, Madoka Magica, My Little Pony, EBF, Pretty Blood

Styles, aesthetics and subcultures: Gyaru, scene, cutecore, emo, Decora, frutiger aero, acubi, y2k

My OCs:

Blua-Chan (She's my main OC)

Kandy

Riosu

Krystal

Rocker

Milly

Demetre

DNI list:

Interact: Antiproship, LGBT, straights(who respects LGBT), straights ally, atheist, satanists, shares interests with me, people from religions that are not the abrahamic ones, agere, Fictiosexual, people with xenogender identities, selfshippers, lightship, furries, therians

Thin ice: Christians, muslims, Jewish, people that are 12 or younger, content farms(!?), femboys and twinks, ai artists (J's don't "steal" my art), lesboys

Do not interact: proship, zoos, pedos, groomers, terfs, anti-lgbt, antifurry, antitherian, aeca, against selfship, against xenogender identities, racist, blackwashing believers, rcta, noncon, nsfw

Please be moots: Anti-Proship, xenogender user, same interests as me,

My Rentry website: Yumana_2010

[elysian-gh0st]

Introduction Post!

Hello!! My name is Jack and I'm going to be posting blogs about me and whatever I'm interested in. I'm heavily influenced by the arts in any form, but mainly paintings and fashion 🌺

These are some of the things I really like:

Shows:

Gilmore Girls, Nana, Chainsaw Man, JJK, NBC's Hannibal, Fairytale, MoonKnight, Good Omens, Strawberry Shortcake

Movies:

Monster High, Coraline, Alice in Wonderland (live actions and cartoon), Twilight (all of them), Fantastic Mr. Fox, 10 Things I Hate About You, Princess Bride, The Mask, White Chicks

Games:

Wuthering Waves, Alice: Madness Returns, Assassin's Creed: Odyssey, TLOU, Dress To Impress, Resident Evil 8, At Dead of Night (I don't play a lot of games 😭)

Food and Drinks:

Spicy crab onigiri, fried sushi, chicken and potato curry, loaded potato soup, mangoes, most fruit, lychee Ramune, Arizona Green Tea, most types of boba

Music:

Sade, A$AP Rocky, Bôa, Mazzy Star, Mareux, Ethel Cain, Jeon Soyeon, Jack Off Jill, Sleep Token, Crosses, Chappel Roan, Erykah Badu, Miki Matsubara, Kate Bush, Ley Soul, etc.

Books:

If He Had Been With Me, A Good Idea, ACOTAR, If Only I Had Told Her, Animal Farm (I don't read much either 😭)

Other(s):

Perfume!! I love perfumery so much

Replica's By The Fireplace, Versace's Crystal Noir, and lots more

Youtubers

Brittany Broski, Danny Gonzalez, Kurtis Connor, Ted Nivison, Eddie Burback, etc.

Spirituality and religions

I hope you enjoyed learning more about me! Tysm if you ended up reading all of it 😭💗

[nyansatan]

for the obey me! mc ask game―

🦄, 🐃, ✝️, & 🦴

🦄: what is your favorite mythical creature?

Nolan: "Dragons, no doubt about it. I have always loved fantasy books ever since I was a little kid and the ones with dragons have always been my favorite ones."

🐃: what is your favorite devildom food?

Nolan: "As a drink I really enjoy a basic Hell Coffee, I have at least two cups a day. As for food I prefer Fried Devil Chicken and Hellfire Curry Rice."

✝️: are you religious?

Nolan: "Not at all. My mum is a Christian and she believes in God, so because of her I was also raised as one. However, I never was a believer and I'm still not. Religions are an interesting concept to me, though. I love learning and hearing about them."

🦴: would you make a deal to come back?

Nolan: "I would. I feel like Devildom is more like my home than the human world is. Before I came to Devildom, I felt like my life served no purpose and I was going nowhere with my life. In Devildom I feel like my life and existence has a purpose, if that makes sense?"

[40sandfabulousaf]

大家好! If some short videos don't seem to load, click the full screen icons at the bottom right and you'll be able to watch them. Moving onto Chinese New Year Day 2. I shot the video of our lo hei (Chinese salad with raw fish) as well as buffet spread awaiting over 70 guests from the maternal side of our family before they arrived. The dishes came with partitioned plates, which make it easy for those of us eating healthy to have more vegetables. I piled on the veggies (yum), added soon kueh (crystal dumplings with mushrooms, dried shrimp and turnip), Assam fish and ngor hiang (fried pork dumpling), then filled up the rest of the space with stirfried bee hoon (vermicelli). I forgot to photograph my first plate, which is why there're lipstick stains on my cutlery. I had 2 plates of food, then finished off with dessert of fruit cocktail and a chocolate eclair. It was so lovely catching up with everyone!

We usually WFH on Mondays and Tuesdays and return to office from Wednesday to Friday. Due to the Chinese New Year festivities, our CEO switched things up so that we WFH on Friday, CNY Day 3, i.e. effectively, we didn't return to office the entire week. Instead, we returned on Tuesday. I'd been having a craving for zha jiang mian (noodles in pork and bean sauce) lately, so for WFH lunch on Friday, I headed to a Chinese noodle stall for my fix. It might look like a small portion; it was NOT a small portion. There was a thick layer of chewy noodles (YUM) under the savoury pork, shredded cucumber and carrot. SO delicious. Since we'll still experience rainy weather for awhile, I look forward to more zha jiang mian in the weeks to come!

In recent weeks, there's been rainfall, the skies are constantly grey and temperatures have dipped past our comfort levels. Gimme all the noodles! I revisited a popular noodle bar and tried their crispy chicken la mian (handpulled noodles) in spicy pork bone broth. The large, steaming bowl came with QQ la mian with seaweed and spring onions in a collagen-rich, milky broth; the chicken was served on the side. This. Was. Delicious. Their chilli oil added heat without burning my lips numb, the robust broth was rich and even more flavourful with added seaweed. The noodles were perfection; I would've been happy eating just this. But then I turned to the chicken and it was love at first crunch. Who needs fastfood when we have this?!?!?! YUM forever. Am definitely returning to try their other menu items.

Even as I embrace my heritage and enjoy our cultural dishes to the max this Chinese New Year, Palestine isn't far from my mind. I started the 250 calorie challenge when mass starvation was rampant during the genocidal war. Now that food aid is flowing into Gaza, I have 2 of these mini meals as opposed to just 1. To my surprise, legumes and lentils actually taste okay when mixed with tuna and veggies. I still won't eat them on their own, but if the combo is right, it's pretty acceptable. Palestinians are starting to clean up the rubble if their residences are still livable and moving back into what is left of their homes. Their journey is both fascinating and moving at the same time; it really tugs at my heartstrings and I'm so happy for them.

These 15 months have seen friendship blossom between 2 ancient civilisations. Regardless of skin colour, religion and culture, a shared love for peace, national sovereignty as well as living with dignity transcends all barriers. I hope this is the direction a multipolar world will follow. Mutual respect and acceptance is 1 of the ways to build a safer, more prosperous world for all nations. Barbaric brute force only fosters more hatred. Palestine will need time to heal from this most recent, very traumatic event. Give it all the time it needs and let it thrive. We never know; this may lead to more political stability in the Middle East and that benefits the world. Also, the last time I stepped into a fastfood chain was 4 July 2023. It's been 19 months and I don't miss a thing. 下次见!

[devoutpriest]

I think I might buy fried fish and chips at seafood stall, probably before or after I go to coles, soon. With chicken salt, as I like how it tastes. One of the times I went there, I walking there with using TripView, a moment that stuck out to me was I asking for that kind of salt on my chips, and I said it pretty softly, and they were a bit annoyed, yet i then said it louder.

I discovered a lot of new music this year, it blurring a bit in taste the year before / and before that. it is surprising skin of a saint is the first one on my spotif.y wrapp.ed, even though he with the butterfly on his nose was interesting, as it showed up on my app. I thought Livingston would be, as Athelstan era. *shrugs* Oh I love Sebastian Schub so much atm!

i am thankful for the nice reception athelstan received in the vikings community, he means a lot to me. I found him really interesting, I watching Vikings initially because of George Blagden, yet I found his journey interesting, I found his visions and his belief of Christ and Norse interesting.

I am thankful I found the Catholic Youth bible that eluded me in 2015 (when I first wrote him — so, my tangent of memory from living life especially in high school & what I felt from the show & looking at bible verses online), my high school bible that I learned a lot about Jesus.

I liked the bible, when I was in high school, yet okay, I quite hated Religion Class, ironically. -laughs- I liked watching Prince of Egypt in class. For Year 11 & 12, it ended up being life skills for me and Juliette. No HSC for that, just for English, which was gr9. <3 I heard bad stories about HSC, during my time at school, because students are so stressed they.. y’know. there literally is a bridge I walk across to go to school, stretching over the road. Hmm, well, Year 7 - 10 was stressful as it is.

I could understand about The Gospel of St John, and the Letters, in its beautiful papyrus smell in an olden day-esque backing, which I understand Athelstan had at the time, when he was painting at the monastery. So I touched a bit upon what his mind was like with that belief rememberance, as well as when he sub-consciously remembers other excerpts from religiously reading throughout his time living there. And of course, when he is with Ecbert at England.

I am glad I decided to have miles heizer here as a modern athelstan, as he was living on my multimuse. modern and historical lives in me, though, and I am mainly on here & sansa, as a clear window, of understanding where I am on my personal living discord. so with my phone note discord, I can talk either ic or ooc on sansa and athelstan in some colours of brilliance, which I outlined a bit in clear chronological, which watching TV / YT / Spotify / just natural air helps. Oh also, I could sometimes pop in on actual discord too, ( yet that is less predictable as I needed that for so long, just to know myself & reality ) as it is one clear space (well, more than one space, but still just one app) to centre me. I am just invisible now, so even if i am actually on there or not, I am okay with knowing what it is, as well as it being in the background at times in my life. So grey area, crow fluttering.

i could continue stories on S & A, referencing from when I felt at peace with them living on my mumu ( they would originally stay as they are ). another reason, well, that I need miles here as a visual remember as I live my life in the present, is that alex standall is struggling to just live life in this modern world ( he is ‘nice’ with his soft voice and jess says he is quiet yet I see his anger ), and I also see in general that shy sensitive boys remind me of athelstan. for example, singers like alec benjamin sing in a high sweet ballad voice & is hurting yet then I literally just see him in a car and eating a sandwich and singing to people on the street.

I talked to my friend luuk, who does asmr. I watched the glasses one all the way through again on my iPhone 8 Plus, it a bit weird of his whispering. He’s cool.

I am thankful my friend invited me to a certain discord, as I needed that medication supplement. I spoke a little there, that helping with the ❌ in my brain. people are nice. I know a certain person has been really cruel for a long time ( yet okay - I needed a perspective email window ), mocking me as I try and try to be good, as I try and try to live my life, as I see specific rule guides that come into mind, they were haunting me, like billing / card & signature guideline. I was coughing really bad, and my brain felt like it was splitting / trying to not make me, well, die. I felt hot and cold sensation, I needing to touch the bathroom wall when I was showering, to steady me. I felt this dull indignancy of my body, which I needed to watch youtube on my 8 plus, like GOT7. I felt a bad chronic emptiness, as well as violent car crash dreams and people shooting me. I felt I was barely holding on in the world, I would be gone in the next second. okay, im describing different moments in time here, but you know. I know that was only one person at specific times in my life, yet the ensnarement was bad, affecting me and my judgement. It is also fucking evil how my surroundings treated me badly in its external validation / gaslighting / relatable stories, as I gasp for breath and my brain whirring to understand, while treating me like an anonymous insect fly, I feeling like my brain is like sour worms, with its scattered disarray. Yet I have user-run windows / could have one, now too, so that helps me breathe, to communicate better, even just a little to literally anyone in my vicinity, so the relational comm is not as bad. i need my natural surroundings to stay, okay, yet I have my tools for knowing my reality with that, so… -sighs- HMmm, I see you say I am a leftist, I fought to build my house with community building tools, and acknowledged / am so kind and nice to them too. So, I see on a site that explains quite clearly about catfi.shing, and speaking specifically about posts and messages in which one generally tries to live their life with hobbies. So for example, someone might receive a message or post they see on some site I’m trying to express myself in and post in their little clique in its context as it is + as well as surrounding links, as I noted in my little things observations ( stemming a lot on my mumu & fb initially ) as I was literally in fairytale television land / not understanding reality / drowning in terror of my whole life especially && I just…am known as that simply now ; yet just I hopefully calmer regaining my balance in the world. Just know, I say to myself, the little things observations article does portray by itself how scared and knowing I was of that very real conspiracy.

I also touched upon my very long disjointed jigsaw phone bookmarks that were the in the moment / aftermath of a site’s uprising ( I panicking and not understanding the settlement of my body of just really being with community after overworking for so long in silence ) in internal and external operation of my personal discord, as well as just mentioning their alreadied presence.