#bridget brigade

[acupoffelicity]

my piece for the @nobaitjustqueerfanzine! i drew my beloved bridget :) thank you so much for having me!!!

[geetzyfily]

Briget is afraid of the fishy

[mx-post-stuffs]

Important bits for you bridget brigades

[qbdatabase]

Do you guys have any more intersex rep books? There's only like 5 on here and it's hard to find anything ;w;

Main Characters:

Pantomime by L. R. Lam - bisexual intersex genderfluid MC

That Inevitable Victorian Thing by E. K. Johnston - poc queer female x bisexual intersex female x male

None of the Above by I. W. Gregorio - intersex female

Golden Boy by Abigail Tartellin - intersex male

Annabel by Kathleen Winter - trans-femme intersex male

Middlesex by Jeffery Eugenides - Greek-American intersex transgender male

Cattywampus by Ash Van Otterloo - intersex female

Double Exposure by Bridget Birdsail - intersex female

Across the Green Grass Fields by Seanan McGuire - intersex female

Miss Jane by Brad Watson - intersex female MC born with vaginal agenesis that causes incontinence and prevents penetrative sex

An Ordinary Wonder by Buki Papillon - Nigerian intersex female MC forced to live as a boy

Sorrowland by Rivers Solomon - black albino bisexual intersex MC who is partially blind and has chronic pain

The Desert Prince by Peter V. Brett - intersex female questioning her gender identity

Lord of the Last Heartbeat by Mary Peterson - non-binary intersex MC (he/him)

Real Easy by Marie Rutkoski - intersex female

Just Ash by Sol Santana - intersex male

Trans Liberty Riot Brigade by L. M. Pierce - queer intersex female with a fantasy-drug addiction

Side Characters / World Building:

Temper by Nicky Drayden - intersex SCs in a world where everyone is born with a twin, and sometimes the genitalia gets "mixed" between them

2313 by Kim Stanley Robinson - intersex female MC due to future scientific advancements in a society without gender norms, where intersex / nonbinary seems to be the default

The Pursued and the Pursuing by A. J. Odasso - intersex female prominent SC (adopted daughter of main mlm couple)

Manywhere: Stories by Morgan Thomas - intersex prominent SC, but gender identity unknown

full notes on representation and publishing info at qbdatabase.com

[crimechannels]

By • Olalekan Fagbade Why Soldiers clashed with Policemen in Adamawa- Nigerian Army A soldier was injured on Tuesday night while a policeman was killed in a clash between some Army and Police personnel in Adamawa. The injured soldier was allegedly shot in the leg by a policeman who was part of a patrol team at Target Junction in Yola. Some soldiers were said to have later stormed the Police Command Headquarters in Yola at about 11pm, during which there was heavy exchange of gunfire. The soldiers later retreated as residents who feared it was a Boko Haram attack scampered for safety. The Commissioner of Police in Adamawa, Mr Afolabi Babatola confirmed the incident in a statement issued by the command spokesman, SP Suleiman Nguroje, on Wednesday. Babatola said a Police Inspector, Jacob Daniel, was killed during the shootings, and ”warned that attacks on all security officers in the line of duty would no longer be tolerated under whatever guise”. He further said that such unwarranted conflict would be strictly treated in accordance with extant laws. The CP appealed for calm, assuring that the two security agencies were doing everything legally possible to address the situation. When contacted, the Brigade Commander, 23 Armored Bridget, Brig. Gen. Gambo Mohammed, said the fracas was caused by the shooting of a soldier by some policemen. NAN gathered that the affected soldier, who was shot on the leg, was later rushed to Federal Medical Centre Yola for medical attention. (NAN)

[blunt-force-therapy]

Well at least one of them was, but besides that case I'm taking the other Possible Eggs™ at their word for now. Most RP blogs and posts would specifically say that they were only pretending to be the opposite gender. Since my old account got banned and most of the communities I was in have been straight up deleted or changed beyond recognition I don't really have a way to check up on anyone again, and besides I've tried searching for the usernames I remember with 0 results

I was gonna leave this in the tags but you actually reminded me of a pretty specific story. So one of the first communities I entered where this sort of RP would take place had a lower level mod who was also into it, roleplaying as a guy most if not all of the time. That mod was transphobic in a really specific way, if two or more new members used trans flags or any other type of symbolism the mod would frequently accuse them of brigading and seek approval to kick them out. Most of the time this wouldn't go anywhere, so the mod would keep eyes on these members for an inordinate amount of time when they weren't really doing anything and annoy everyone else with whatever "suspicious" activity would come up. Eventually the other mods got tired and stripped all mod privileges from this one, and soon after that all posts from the profile ceased. I left around this time for unrelated reasons, and a couple years later when my first account got banned and I wasn't that into RP anymore I made a new account and decided to go to the first community again to relive the old days. That mod had started posting again, and soon he made a post apologising for his behaviour, thanking the other mods and telling us that questioning why trans symbolism made him so uncomfortable made him realise some things. Last I checked he was mostly roleplaying as a girl. So yeah, good for him

OH OH ALSO another (shorter) story, I once made a profile claiming to be a girl roleplaying as a guy..... The "guy" character I face claimed was Bridget from Guilty Gear

Man I miss Amino, I'd pretend to be a girl there and find a bunch of girls pretending to be guys to RP with. I wonder what they're up to nowadays

[magicalgirlmindcrank]

Allison's a great name, but I'm not gonna lie: For a hot minute when you said you were thinking of changing your name, I totally thought you were joining the Bridget Brigade.

Lmaooo

I do have guilty gear testament (I think?) shirt I got for free waaaay back at AX15 or 16 and she is great but I'm not a Bridget. I should dig that out. I've been meaning to cut it into a tank and maybe a crop.

[acupoffelicity]

My piece for GGSeasonal's Valentine's day collab!! super proud of how cute it turned out nyohoho

[c0rpsedemon]

now that we're done w the fgo brigade. only one of the massive wave of brisket figures got an update and she's sooo cute !!! i'm going to need all new bridgets from this point forward to be ugly as sin so that i can easier make my decision abt which one i'm taking home bc i love her a lot but maybe not enough to have more than one scale of her

BIG DAY FOR FIGURE COLLECTORS

[forabeatofadrum]

Unsung heroes

Choose 3 underrated fics from your bookmarks!

I’ve seen people do this a while ago so I decided to give it a shot, but only 3 of them??? My, my, my. How can I only pick 3 of them? So instead of only picking 3 underrated gems, I, uh, have picked 3 from my 3 main fandoms (Glee/Klaine, Carry On/Snowbaz and OMGCP/Zimbits), so here’s 9!

Glee

Wild Child by @klainedreams34 (T, ~17K)

I might be a bit biased here, because I absolutely love the movie this fic is based on and I never expected someone to Klainify it, but it’s here! Wild Child is an absolute blast to the past. I don’t think it was a wildly popular movie, which is why I was also surprised to see a fic based on it and this fic delivers. It follows the plot of the movie and the author makes it work with the glee characters. Hello Hummel, Kurt Hummel.

Chloe and Me by @legallyblained (M, ~13K)

Full disclosure: I haven’t read this since I first read it around the time it got posted. That’s because a) it fucking hurts (affectionate), but also b) my mind has unfortunately connected it with a real life tragedy and I can no longer separate them. But every time I go through my bookmarks and I pass Chloe and Me, I get a smile on my face. It’s based on the movie Marley and Me, so if you know that movie, you know you’re in for some tears! And oh how much I cried.

The Most Popular Boys in Dalton by Bridget, goddamnit I’ve forgotten your URL and you didn’t put it on your AO3 (M, ~800)

Is this cheating? This technically isn’t a glee fic, but it also is? For some OG Klainers in the room, this is a DaltonFic fic! Yes, that Dalton. CP Coulter burned down Dalton Academy before it was cool! But it’s based on the Most Popular Girls In School, and it’s hilarious. I unfortunately have a habit of reading it in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep.

Carry On

Icarus by @mostlymaudlin (T, ~500)

Do you ever want to feel what it’s like to get shoved to the ground and kicked in the gut? Because that is what this fic does to me (affectionate). It’s just 500+ words of pure grief. Simon died and Baz lives with it. It’s painfully beautiful and gorgeously written. @facewithoutheart also did a remix, which is another gutpunch, but I accept it!

namesakes by @tea-brigade (T, ~1,1K)

If the previous recommendation killed me, then this fic revived me! It’s a future fic and Simon and Baz tell their families the names (yes, names) of their newborn son. All the names make me cry and I just love how much this baby is going to be loved goddamnit!!

Of Remorse and Second Chances by @aristocratic-otter (G, ~9K)

A wonderful exploration of Mitali Bunce as a character! It takes place after AWTWB and Mitali finds out that Simon is Lucy’s son and she is overwhelmed with remorse of her treatment of Simon. And you can argue that she’s done nothing wrong, because she couldn’t have known, but it still feels incredibly cathartic to see Simon and Mitali have closure. 

Check, Please!

I am afraid I may have miscalculated. I tried to see ‘underrated’ as fics under 200 kudos, but it turns out that either the Check, Please! fandom is very active with fic reading (which I can believe, since it’s the only fandom that picks up on my fics on tumblr!) or that I just read super popular fics without knowing. Like, I wanted to recommend this fic that I thought was a niche feel good enemies-to-lovers, but it turns out it has over 2000 kudos! So, the three fics that I recommend here are the 3 with the least amount of kudos (all between 200 - 600, I believe).

Graduation Day by IBoatedHere on AO3 (G, ~27K)

Groundhog Day who? I don’t know her! I only know Graduation Day. This fic does what it says on the tin: Jack has to relive his graduation day and he doesn’t know why. I really liked how Jack got familiar to his day and how he used that to play around with his actions, but what I liked the most was reading how Jack was feeling about all of this. The time with the meds. The time with Shitty. The time he fucked off. Jack really did it all, huh.

i didn't know i was lonely til i saw your face by dharmainitiative on AO3 (T, ~59K, WIP)

So, this is a New Girl AU, but I’ve never even watched New Girl. Still, I am so hooked on this story and its ensemble cast. It’s a WIP and will it ever be finished. who knows? But it definitely deserves a spot on this list and I think it’s a must read, because all the characters work so well together. Also, there’s a Johnson running gag. I can always appreciate a Johnson cameo.

it's punch a homophobe day by Liji on AO3 (G, ~170)

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I don’t know who still has to do this in the Snowbaz fandom, so I’ll just tag some gleeks! @quizasvivamos @thnxforknowingme @esperantoauthor @coffeegleek (god, Tumblr...) @redheadgleek @blurglesmurfklaine​

[pinchan]

was joking abt ggst dlc being estrogen brigade but then leaks said bridget might be transfem 💀💀

[rasticore]

BRIDGET BRIGADE STAY WINNING BABY LET'S GOOOOOOO

[askrockandfriends]

"It means Bridget identifies as a girl! So anyone who misgenders her is gonna hafta deal with me and Chihiro!" He laughed a bit at that last remarks. "You mean you guys might have another femboy in your group? Bring him down! We're always looking for new members in the Femboy Brigade!"

"You know Astolfo, I have to ask have you ever see your friend in a relationship that surprises you?" Iris was curious about the thought as she looked at the other.

"I... don't fully understand your question. Have I ever seen my friend in a relationship that surprises me?

Hmm... I don't know. I usually only really pay attention to my friend circle, which includes Chihiro and Bridget.

...Well, if Bridget wants to be friends, that is..."

[twfanfiction2021]

How The Story of Us Unfolds

Imagine One - in which you go on a long overdue night out in London and get more than you bargained for

--- ...and all that counts is here and now. My universe will never be the same... ---

It is a truth universally acknowledged that being a couple of years away from turning thirty and a high ranking member of the singleton brigade officially made you the new modern-day Bridget Jones.

But of course that’s all bullshit and in reality you know that. You’re fully aware that you are not defined by your marital status, your sexuality nor the way you choose to live your life - so long as you don’t murder anyone or join a cult, that is. The Twenty-First Century is a time where no set rules apply - you don’t need to find a husband before you turn twenty and be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen for the rest of your days. It’s a time for opportunity, for setting your own goals for happiness; no judgements, no complaints. You know this; you’re fully aware of this… but sometimes you just have to forget all logic and throw caution to the wind.

You swore to have a detox from men to break that unrelenting cycle of boys who seemed nice at first but really were only after one thing. Or the boys who liked to treat their partners like dirt, like something they could control. You had told yourself over and over again to not ignore the red flags but still you found yourself there - and now quite happily five months into your detox, you are embracing the single life and declaring loud and proud that you do not need a man.

Secretly though you still yearn for The One. If such a guy ever existed. But you’ve convinced yourself he doesn’t and so Bridget Jones was sticking around for the foreseeable.

When yet another member of your friend group gets engaged, you plaster that ‘I’m so happy for you but oh my god I WANT TO KILL MYSELF’ smile on your face. Then you let them convince you to join them on the Hen Night in London for the weekend. The last singleton in your group of five so obviously you need to look hot - or at least your best attempt at looking hot. Fortunately the friend known as ‘The Fit One’ will always step up to do your nails and curl your hair, ‘The Sensible One’ will be there to guide you on appropriate attire and the benefits of a push-up bra to accentuate your figure and ‘The Party Girl One’ will put on banging tunes to get you in the mood while you get ready. As your friend who has recently gotten engaged was known as ‘The Baby One’, you have to push that small fact aside so you don’t get depressed and forgo your reputation as ‘The Funny One’.

It wasn’t your biggest ambition to be known as ‘The Funny One’ in a friend group. But such is life.

The best way to get yourself through such a tortuous evening is to get very, very drunk. Of course. Then when you start shouting out that you are simply loving being a Bridget Jones you assume everyone around you fully believes you. And it doesn’t take you long to achieve your goal - margaritas, tequila shots, fish bowls and mojitos are the way forward and you cheer louder and louder every time another round is brought to your table - the furry Hen Do headband complete with male genitalia on springs bouncing violently with your movements. The look you’re going for is a Classy Bird which makes your detox more required - if you actually do manage to attract a guy that evening, they will definitely not be The One you’re yearning for. Not when you have penises on your head.

The Baby-Now-Engaged One had found a great venue that was doubling up as a karaoke bar that night and one by one your friends get up to sing loudly to a roaring audience - actual talent not actually required. Despite your inebriated state you politely decline the catcalls to take your turn on stage, suddenly feeling bashful and declaring you need another drink before you can even think about going up there.

The Sensible One loses her identity after the fourth fish bowl and officially declares in a slur that she’s “pissed out of her skull” and your head rolls forward to land on the table as the room starts to spin around you. “When are you gonna settle down?”, “this detox has gone on long enough, surely?”, “aren’t you missing sex yet?” and “what happened to that guy with all the parrots?” are just some of the multitude of questions thrown at you that evening and you feel like you could scream and storm out. Instead you call out “Bridget Jones fo' life!” and plonk your head back down, squeezing your eyes shut as the drunken mumbling continues around you.

The mumbling suddenly becomes squealing and you shoot your head up straight to find the source of the mayhem. The Party Girl One is fluttering her hands violently in front of her face and chanting “oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!” while The Fit One starts clawing her insanely long acrylic nails through her hair extensions - all eyes in the direction of the bar area.

“What the fuck are you-?” You start but The Sensible One answers quickly.

“Max George from The Wanted is at the fucking bar.”

“No he isn’t.”

“Bloody is.” The Baby-Now-Engaged One seems to forget she is in fact engaged as she literally eye-fucks the back of his head. “I saw him walk in. Oh my god he still looks as fit as he did in the band.”

“Don’t you have a fiancé?”

“I can look, can't I?”

“Technically no. Anyway it’s not like you’d have a chance with Max from The Wanted.” You roll your eyes with a scoff; the alcohol clearly already has a bad effect on your filter system.

“Fine.” The answer is curt and you realise you’ve inadvertently offended her. “You’re the last single one - why don’t we try and hook you up with him?”

“Piss off.” You feel your face heat up. “How do you know he’s even single and anyway if you don’t have a chance, I definitely don’t. Plus I’m still on my detox. No men. Bridget Jones loud and proud.”

“I bet we can at least get him to buy you a drink.”

“I bet you’re full of shit.”

“Okay.” The challenging tone knocks you back for a split second and you blink up as your four friends stand and hover over you in your seat. “I bet we can get Max from The Wanted to buy you a drink and when he does you have to go up and sing karaoke. The full works as well - Ed, Camila and Cardi B.”

“No way. It’s not like it’ll work anyway so why bother.” You know your tone is feeble.

“So confident. Why don’t you prove it?”

Your eyes narrow; you’ve never been one to turn down a challenge especially in a drunken state. “Fine because even though he’s not going to do it, at least I can say I’ve met Max George and he turned me down for a drink. Fans will foam at the mouth in jealousy.”

“He wasn’t her favourite member though, was he?”

“No, she liked the curly haired one.”

“That’s Siva isn’t it?”

You ignore them and stand in what you hope is a graceful and smooth movement but actually you manage to bang your hip on the corner of the table and spill a couple of drinks in the process. You grasp your hip and groan at the pain, limping towards the bar before allowing your friends to grab your arms and lead you to one-fifth of your favourite boyband of the last ten years.

Max visibly jumps as your friends call out his name in a high pitched screech that could cause dogs to howl, and suddenly you feel your stomach somersault as you realise this is not a good idea. It’s actually the worst idea in the history of worst ideas ever. What good could possibly come from this? Sure you’ll meet Max George but you are so drunk it’s embarrassing and lord knows what state you look in. Before you can even try and dig your heels in to escape the inevitable doom, you’re paraded in front of him like you’re the special prize speedboat on a TV game show and he looks amused as he tries to take in four drunken girls who were trying to shout louder than the other.

“Alright, girls. Alright.” He holds up his hands to stop them with a laugh. “Calm yourselves! Incredibly flattered as I am, I have a girlfriend, so…”

“No, that’s okay. We just need you to buy her a drink so we win the bet.”

You giggle awkwardly and lower your chin as Max chuckles at you and you’re suddenly very aware you have bouncing penises on your head. Not the best look when you meet a member of your favourite boyband but at least he was finding the whole thing funny. The Party Girl One starts taking selfie after selfie of the whole affair and you don’t know whether to be happy there will be picture evidence you met Max George, or that that very evidence is going to remind you of the mortification until the end of time.

You need to leave this place before you can embarrass yourself and Max any further. Stepping away slowly from the fray, you squeak out in shock as you feel yourself fall backwards over somebody’s foot but very quickly you’re folded in a pair of arms and brought back upright. “Oh my god!” You call out, grasping onto the shirt in front of you as you try and regain your footing. Your hands find biceps, shoulders… and then suddenly your mouth drops two feet as you meet a pair of bright blue eyes. “Oh my fucking god.”

“Hey! It’s the curly haired one!” You hear in the distance.

He nods towards the voice but doesn’t let go of your waist. “Yep, I’ll take that. I’ve been called worse, I guess.” He looks down at you and you tell yourself to close your mouth before he can look in and discover the contents of your stomach. “Are you okay?”

“Um.” Your mouth is dry. A bucket of water being thrown over you would be most welcoming right now. “I-I’m bloody marvellous,” you finally reply, squaring your shoulders. You can be cool. He may look as gorgeous as you remember him looking but that doesn’t mean you can act like a total fangirl in front of him. He smiles at you and for a moment you feel like you’re the only two in the whole bar - until your friends start pulling on his arm demanding pictures and autographs. You turn and see the look of relief on Max’s face as suddenly focus is shifted away from him but as he turns back to you he holds out a shot glass.

“I hear your singing is astronomical. Apparently it’s worth buying the shot to hear.” He’s the cheeky Manc boy the fangirl you from ten years ago knew and loved and you can’t help but accept the drink despite the consequences. “Bird, she’s gonna do a karaoke number for us.”

“Really?” He looks sceptical and you raise an eyebrow and stick out your hip, grimacing when the aches reappear. You bruise like a peach and that will not look pretty tomorrow. “You’re gonna sing karaoke? Can you even stand straight?”

“Yes,” you slur, poking him in the shoulder. “I learnt all by myself, don't you know. Can walk and everything.”

“Congratulations.”

“Why thank you.” Hands on hips; in your mind you look suave and sophisticated. The portrait of utter perfection. The Sensible One has run up to the stage to put in your request - South of the Border - your party trick. Two-fifths of The Wanted are about to be incredibly impressed by your stunning rendition. You tip your head back and down the shot, puffing your cheeks out as the strong liqueur hits the back of your throat. Shaking your head, you look back at Jay McGuiness and know exactly what you want to say… only your words and filtering system seem to be on the blinker.

“You… you were my favouritest.” You watch as he laughs under his breath and tries to look nonchalant. “Like I had a poster. Well it wasn’t a poster - it was actually a really small picture of you that I kept on my fridge when I was at Uni.” It sounds so cool in your head. “It was only a small picture but I had it laminated.”

“I love the commitment. I’ve never had a girl laminate me before.” His hands are hovering near your waist; you don’t realise you’re swaying from side to side and he’s reaching out in preparation to catch you again.

“And I had all your albums but I’ve never met you before. Oh and I voted like all the time on Strictly. You were sooo good! Your Paso Doble…” You drift off and close your eyes, trying to form words on a level to really highlight your appreciation. “There was a flaaaaaame; it was that hot.” Your arms start moving erratically as you try to re-enact the routine. Max is coughing behind his hand and your friends are clearly cringing in your direction. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I’m coming across here very well. I am normal, I swear. Kinda normal. Ish. Just a tiny bit weird.”

“No, no.” Jay’s grinning widely and reaches up to flick at your headband. “I’m loving the penis headband, by the way. Very classy.” He leans in close to whisper in your ear and you feel the shiver rippling through you as he does. “So can I have your name, or…?”

“You don’t want my name.” You slap his shoulder lightly, shoving him slightly away as you go all bashful. “You just like my penis headband.”

“If that were true then I’m totally in the wrong kind of bar. Although it's pretty impressive.” He flicks it again. “Looks exactly like mine except mine is miniscule.”

“Oh, Bird, no.” Max groans and shakes his head in despair. Jay blushes automatically in response and goes on the defensive.

“What?”

“That is officially the worst line I’ve ever heard from you. Ever. No wonder you’re still single.”

“Oh, it just came out - I didn’t mean…” He runs his hand through his hair and shuffles on his feet. You smile lazily and find yourself being drawn in… then in a split second you’re pulled away from him and dragged by The Fit One and The Party Girl One towards the stage where the DJ is calling out your name to a cheering crowd. You fold your arms over your stomach and suddenly feel like you want to hurl and you spy Jay moving slowly through the throngs of people towards you.

“Aww fuck.” A microphone is thrust into your hand, your so-called friends join you on stage as the music kicks in and you go into fight or flight mode. You lock eyes with Jay and he gives you an encouraging grin as you lift up the microphone… and do a god-awful rendition with a terrible fake deep voice as you start to sing Ed’s part.

Your confidence grows as you jump straight into the chorus, your swaying getting more and more dangerous though you fully believe you are dancing perfectly to the beat. Jay reacts in a nanosecond and jumps up as you fall forward and he catches you once again. You laugh as he tilts you back up straight and Camila’s verse kicks in.

Naturally you sing this extremely high in a key that hasn’t yet been heard by the human race. “…I saw you lookin’ from across the way and suddenly I’m glad I came, I - oh my god! TW reference! Did you hear that?!” Your excitement makes him dissolve into laughter which only spurs you on further. “I amo… Uh… I don’t speak any Span-ish… la la la la la lando… mmm… green eyes, taking your time, knowing that we’ll never be the same.” He’s looking at you intently and you think you must be bloody alluring in that moment to have someone as gorgeous as him giving you those eyes. Maybe drinking makes you sound better than what you actually do. “…don’t wake up this love is like a dream.”

He grabs the microphone and tilts it towards his face, his fingers gentle over yours and subtly caressing. “So join me in this bed that I’m in, push up on me and sweat darling…” You’re momentarily transfixed as he sings to you, his other hand pressing to your side to ensure you don’t sway too far to the left. It is a possibility - you’re definitely about to swoon. 

Only then Cardi B’s rap kicks in and you decide to impress him with your mad rap skills complete with hand gestures Eminem would be proud of. Jay blinks in surprise and grins at you as you take on a deep tone, attempting to sound gangsta. The crowd cheers and applauds your efforts, and Jay has a hand over his face as he tries to suppress hysterical laughter. That really isn’t what you were going for but it doesn’t stop him leaning back into you and nervously requesting your phone number once the song comes to a close.

“You don’t want my number. I have penises on my head for fucks sake.” You whisper back, feeling his breath on your cheek and you close your eyes at the sensation.

“I really do.”

“But I’m on a detox from men. I’m The Funny One and the last single one for a reason. No one dates The Funny One for real and I’m not up for one nighters.” You feel your knees buckle as your body leans in, unconsciously seeking out his warmth. Jay reaches up and takes a hold of your fingers, squeezing gently. “You’ll only break my heart anyway.”

“And what if I promise you I won’t?”

[thewitchblogsworld]

#imbolc

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Imbolk marks the end of winter and the beginning of spring.

Imbolk was an entirely pagan festival,

Brigade honors the Celtic goddess of fertility, fire, the midwife and youth.

The name Imbolk is derived from the Old Irish word meaning "womb" or alternatively "eves milk".

There is a small reason why this holiday is celebrated by young people who worship the goddess of fertility, fertility and Bridget. It starts on February 1st and continues until the next day.

According to Irish folklore, the goddess Brigid was born with a fire in her head, and Eves grew up drinking milk,

Following the introduction of Christianity into Ireland, the goddess Bridget was nicknamed St. Bridget.

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The implication here is that the fertile womb of Mother Earth is ready to give birth to new life as the piglets explode and the small buds turn towards the sun

With the winter light shining through the darkness, this fresh season is a new beginning in spring, a time for sowing seeds and making plans.

Therefore, it is customary to plan all the good deeds of the year during the special ritual on the evening of February 1st.

I will bring those details in another post,

Let's start life a new then

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

3, 8, 12, 18!

characters you would marry in an instant? I always find this a hard question to answer because I am so shippy-minded that I just want the characters to be with each other and for me to have nothing to do with it, but here are some characters I find to be PEAK MARRIAGE MATERIAL by my standards:

Henry Higgs from Selfie (THE PERFECT ROMANTIC HERO! I! am! so! mad! this show! got canceled!)

Will Cooper from Single Parents (THE OTHER PERFECT ROMANTIC HERO! I! am! so! mad! this show! got canceled! Hey wait. Does the universe hate perfect TV comedies with strong romcom elements?)

Ron Weasley, which I know is a weird answer because we only see him as a child in canon, but I was also pretty much the same age as him as the books were released, and technically, the dude was born in 1980, so! I’m standing by it! I feel like Ron Weasley was very formative for me re: the level of hilarious snark I demand from a life partner.

Catherine from Reign. Not a good idea, but I Love her, I would follow her to my ruin, and it would be swift.

Lord Castleroy from Reign, but not the s4 version that’s like “Greer, thanks for standing by me, I’m dumping you for a literal KAREN!”. We’re talking old school Castleroy only. PEPPERCORN STYLE.

Jonah from Superstore, MY NPR ENTHUSIAST SOULMATE

Inventor of modern chivalry, TED LASSO (but plz marry Rebecca instead, sir)

Ann Perkins. I just think she’s neat and also perfect!!!!

A Mr. Knightley who magically shifts between being the Jonny Lee Miller version and the Johnny Flynn version, just based on my mood that day.

Tara Maclay!!!!!

MARK DARCY, in original perfect Bridget Jones’s Diary condition. (The sequels really complicate things!)

Gwen from Merlin. I barely remember Gwen because I’ve all but blocked Merlin from my psyche, but I would trust her w/ my life and also she’s perfect.

OWEN FROM BLY MANOR. But then I would nobly trade myself for another Hannah, Hannah Grose, and they would finally get to go to Paris and live happily ever after.

Donna Noble, because I think it would be a fun life.

Patrick from Schitt’s Creek, because he reminds me a lot of my boyfriend and it tickles me. (I am basically David but with a really disappointing shirt collection.)

ANYONE PLAYED BY MY #1 CELEB CRUSH MARC EVAN JACKSON! Except maybe the horrible demon from The Good Place (was his name Shaun?), but who knows?????

do you prefer happy, bittersweet, or sad endings?

Answered here! Spoiler alert: HAPPY.

if you could change one ending to a book/show/game/etc, what would you change about it?

I am going to cheat and have two answers, because of course, but I feel like my approach here is different and therefore valid:

I would give Reign a proper series finale, rather than what they thought was a season finale with a series finale ending tacked on, because even though this show was ALL OVER THE PLACE, I think it always did a really good job with End of An Era episodes (3.05 and 3.15 in particular), so I would love to see what an actual series finale episode of Reign would be like. Probably everyone I love would be dead, but that’s okay!

For the Gilmore Girls revival, I would have Logan break things off with his fiancee and propose to Rory during the big ol’ Life and Death Brigade sequence, like I thought was happening when I first watched it (SIGH!), and then I’d have Rory’s pregnancy declaration to Lorelai at the end be a happy event rather than a The Scream Emoji one. And then my soul would know peace! My relationship with Gilmore Girls is very much in the vein of Taylor Swift’s song “Peace”, in that it is constantly singing to me, Would it be enough if I could never give you peace? and I’m like, “Sighhhhhh, yeah, I GUESS you’re forever my favorite television program of all time.”

characters you want to wrap in a blanket and tell them they’re going to be okay?

Answered here! But you know what? I will also throw in Judy and Jen from Dead to Me, because DANG! May they cuddle in the same blanket and get some gosh darn rest.