#but the dove as cassie.......

[generationa1trauma]

for Years i could not tell d.ov.e cam.er.on and sa.bri.na car.pen.ter apart

[onlylonelylatino]

Blue Beetle and the Teen Titans by Sean Galloway

[zombieplaguedoc]

Guys help me, I think I have new brainrot

ANTIS GO AWAY, THIS POST ISN'T FOR YOU

[nitpickrider]

Every superhero team buries its dead. And the thing is. Not a single one of them would have done a damn thing differently.

[peacerisendove]

Young Justice #17

I like to think that Match is actually speaking from the heart and personal experience here. (I just love how it feels like more of his individual personality is shining through while he's impersonating as Kon.) Or it's just being treated as a living experiment solidarity coming through.

[cataloged-encore]

Intro post

Hello I am Kane otherwise known as B0vidine! This account is specifically for my Chonny's Charming Chaos Compendium AU, Encore, as well as it's timeline variants.

Most of the things on here will be reblogs from my main account mainly to keep my Encore content in one place and make it easy to find. However my text posts about Encore will be on this account and I will occasionally post sketches here too.

Tags:

Main timeline Encore- "Encore AU" [Snare, Wander, Dove, King]

After the events of Encore- "Post Encore" [Snare, Piper, Pal/Paladin, King]

Before the events of Encore- "Pre Encore" [Whole/Snare, Soul/Piper, Heart/Pal, Mind/King]

Swap timeline Encore- "Swapped Encore" [Icarus, Stasis, Artificer, Noodle]

Bad End timeline Encore- "Bet Encore" [Ivory, Poet, Rogue, Cassi/Cassiopeia]

Any specific characters should have their name tagged in posts about them as well, there were a few posts I forgot though. Id like to make posts specifically for each character so when I do that I will come back here and link those posts. I may have also missed some specific timeline tags in the past, Ill be better about tagging in the future.

[pauliiilalinda]

Blonde Angels

[dailydccomics]

the Teen Titans line-up changes every other day Teen Titans vol 3 #27

[aastralkiss]

primadonna girl ☽

[oct0lightsquare]

July 26, 2023 — 5:06pm

Bro…. I don’t even know what to think rn….

One things for sure… FNaF: Security Breach RUIN DLC is definitely one of my favorites now…

[generationa1trauma]

im gonna do it....... i think im gonna do it

[quotesfrommyreading]

Books and songs about Cassie Bernall and Rachel Scott circulated widely — especially among teenagers in suburban churches, as I and many others can personally attest. They prompted not just teenage soul searching but also that other teenage phenomenon: aspiration. Rosin described a “kind of teenage hysteria, a Christian-sanctified death wish” that the Columbine martyrdom mythology had inspired.

A teenager named Tina Leonard, Rosin reported, told a Southern Baptist news service that “God has laid it on my heart that I'm going to be martyred. When I told one of my friends, he said, 'That's awesome. I wish it could happen to me.’”

That might sound horrifying. But for many Christian teenagers in the late 1990s and early 2000s, it made a strange kind of sense. If you were a Christian teenager during the period of time following the era of the grunge-and-flannel dropout Gen-Xers, following your faith was preached to you as a radical act. “Extreme” and “radical” and “fully sold out” were common terms in Sunday school curriculums, at youth rallies, and in teen-focused devotionals and study Bibles. Teens were supposed to be “sold out for Jesus.” Anything less and you were a bad Christian.

Those who guided Christian culture in the ’90s were on the hunt for teen-specific ways to inspire young people to stay true to their faith. Conferences, teen-focused books and publications, music that sounded like mainstream music but had Christian lyrics, and T-shirts and other cheap commercial products splashed with sayings like “WWJD” (What Would Jesus Do) and “FROG” (Fully Rely on God) abounded. Though youth groups had been around for decades, they exploded as centers of not just spiritual growth but also social life for teenagers across the country.

An enormous part of Christian teen culture in the years before Columbine was standing up for what you believed — the power of prayer, the existence of God, the wrongness of premarital sex — in the face of people who might make fun of you for it. You might be ostracized, but by standing up for your beliefs, your faith would only grow stronger.

One of 1995’s most popular Christian albums was from the musical group DC Talk (whose styles have ranged from rap to alt-rock to, today, something like stadium rock). It was called Jesus Freak — a phrase gleefully borrowed from a derogatory term used for hippie Christians in the 1970s — and its title track, which contains some echoes of Nirvana, was about not caring if people made fun of you for your faith. The (extremely catchy) chorus mused, “What will people think / When they hear that I'm a Jesus freak / What will people do when they find that it's true / I don't really care if they label me a Jesus freak / There ain't no disguising the truth.” The song won three Dove Awards.

The album was followed in 1999 — the year of the Columbine massacre — by Jesus Freaks: Stories of Those Who Stood for Jesus, the Ultimate Jesus Freaks, a book co-authored by DC Talk and the advocacy group the Voice of the Martyrs (which supported Christians in closed and oppressive religious regimes around the world).

The book built on one of the most revered texts in the Christian faith: Foxe’s Book of Martyrs, published in 1563. It told the story of people who died for their faith, all the way from Stephen (whose stoning in the Book of Acts led to the conversion of the Apostle Paul) to contemporary teenagers in religiously oppressive regimes who had chosen death rather than conversion to a faith other than Christianity. Several companion volumes have been released since then, including one tellingly titled Live Like a Jesus Freak: Spend Today As If It Were Your Last.

And it’s no accident that the late 1990s and early 2000s were the heyday of Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins’smega-best-selling Left Behind novels, which mix elements of thrillers, adventure stories, horror tales, and conspiracy theories to dramatize the end of days, in which millions of people from around the world suddenly disappear in an event called “the rapture” and the events foretold in the Bible are set in motion, including the rise of the Antichrist. (Left Behind depends on one way of interpreting the Bible known as dispensationalism, which has its roots in the 19th century and is particularly popular among evangelicals.)

The first installment of the Left Behind series, also titled Left Behind, was published in 1995. Fifteen more books followed. Book 10 debuted at the top of the New York Times best-seller list in 2002, and seven other novels in the series reached the top of the charts.

The books follow a core group of characters who were “left behind” after all the Christians on Earth vanish. Some of them quickly become Christians and start an evangelization movement. Some also become involved with plots to protect believers and resist the globalist one-world government, which eventually requires citizens to take the “mark of the beast” in order to be able to participate in trade and obtain food. The believers are largely forced to operate underground, working to convert as many people as possible until time runs out, always in the face of danger and death.

Reading Left Behind, revering martyrs throughout history and around the world, rocking out to “Jesus Freak,” weeping to “This Is Your Time” — alone, none of these activities necessarily lead to the martyrdom hysteria Rosin reported and many people who were teenagers then remember.

But combined with the potency of real (or real enough) homegrown martyrs like Rachel Scott and Cassie Bernall — ordinary teenagers who thought about boys and struggled with their faith and were “sold out” for Jesus — it’s easy to see how a teenager like Tina Leonard might feel like God laid it on her heart that she’d be martyred. Maybe not at school. Maybe not on the mission field. Maybe it would only be during the dark days before the rapture takes Christians away from the days of tribulation. But it would happen, Leonard believed. And it was going to be “awesome.”

  —  After Columbine, martyrdom became a powerful fantasy for Christian teenagers

[sognareleggiesogna]

REVIEW TOUR: Dove bruciano gli oceani di Cassie L. Bond

Cari Sognatori, Lily ha letto il primo volume della fantasy serie Dove bruciano gli oceani, scritta da Cassie L. Bond e pubblicata dalla Heartbeat Edizioni !!! SERIE: Dove bruciano gli oceani series GENERE: Fantasy DATA DI PUBBLICAZIONE: 18 ottobre 2024 EBOOK/ CARTACEO Affiliati Amazon Con queste tre virtù, risorgeremo. Con queste tre virtù, conquisteremo. Verità. Onore. Sangue. Per il mio…

[zombieplaguedoc]

What do you think these two's theme song would be?

I think the obvious choice would be "You're The One That I Want" from the original movie, but I've also got a few Elvis songs in mind, and I want to hear your ideas.

ANTIS DNI, THIS POST ISN'T FOR YOU

[proanalizzy]

[milswrites]

My Superhero

~ Cassian x SingleMum!Reader

My Beautiful Girls Series Masterlist

Based on this request

Summary: Your daughter calls Cassian dad for the first time.

Warnings: Fluffy goodness.

"Evie, baby? Isn't there something you wanted to ask Cassian?"

You look to your daughter, her round cheeks burning red at your question as she moved to hide behind you. Head shaking shyly as she tugged on your dress before quietly asking, "Can't you do it mama?"

Sighing, you made to give in, unable to argue with her begging stare. Yet Cassian spoke first, moving down onto one knee before he held his arms out to the timid girl, an encouraging smile crossing his lips as he softly prompted, "Come here Eves, I would love to here what you have to say."

Evelyn's wide-eyed gaze turned from Cassian back to you, your daughter seeking input as to what she should do next. "Go on baby," you coaxed, hand coming to meet the small of her back to gently push her in the male's direction, "you've got this."

You watched on with a smile as Evelyn nervously shuffled towards Cassian, her small hands coming to to meet the male's outstretched palms before he carefully pulled her into a loving cuddle. "That's more like it," the general grinned, lightly squeezing Evelyn's shoulders in comfort before he continued to speak, "now what does my darling baby girl have to ask me?"

Cheeks dusting pink at his words, Evelyn avoided Cassian's adoring gaze as she bashfully mumbled, "Will . . . will you come with me to school?" Cassian permissed his smile to remain as he briefly glanced at you for context, hand absentmindedly rubbing circles into Evelyn's back as he patiently waited for an answer.

"For career day" you clarified, eyes bright as you watched the scene before you, "Evie has to do a talk and she wants us both there to watch." Cassian's cheery eyes turned back to Evelyn, an exaggerated gasp leaving his lips before he earnestly replied, "I would love to come and watch you talk at school Eves."

Your daughter continued to blush, a timid smile working its way onto her lips before she quietly uttered a small thank you to the male. His hazel eyes watering, Cassian moved to place a gentle kiss onto Evelyn's forehead before he countered, "Thank you, little dove."

You beamed at the pair before you, heart full of love as you watched Cassian affectionately dote on your daughter. The general's loving gaze meeting your own as he beckoned you towards him with a motion of his head. Softly nudging Evelyn closer into his arms in order to free up some space as he whispered, "Budge over Eves, we've got to make some room for mama."

"Stop fidgeting Cassie, you look amazing" you reassured, moving your comforting hands to lace with his own clammy ones as you pulled them down from the collar he was continuously straightening. "You think so?" he anxiously asked, looking down in uncertainty at the shirt he had opted to wear for the occasion, "Maybe I should have worn my tunic instead."

You chuckled warmly, pulling the male to a stop before the entrance of the school. Tenderly giving his hands a loving squeeze before you spoke, "It's a school Cassian, not a palace." The general nodded along to your words, looking down at you with appreciation as you continued to ease his worries, "Evie doesn't care what you're wearing, she just cares that you're here."

"You're right, as always" Cassian gratefully smiled, lifting a gentle hand to cup your cheek as he placed a swift kiss upon your lips before pulling away to rest his forehead against your own. Hazel eyes flooding with determination as he confidently smirked, "All right then, let's go see our girl."

"Ah you must be Evelyn's . . ." the teacher's voice trailed off as she watched Cassian walk into the room behind you, eyes blowing wide as she took in the foreboding figure of the Lord of Bloodshed, "parents?"

"Oh uh, no I'm-"

"Yes we are" you finished before Cassian could get the words out, your thumb moving to caress the back of this hand as his surprised gaze fell to your nonchalant form. A low growl of contentment rumbled in his chest at the casualness of your answer, a possessive arm coming to wrap around your waist in order to pull you closer to his side.

"Uh wow, well. . ." still flustered by the general's appearance in her classroom, the teacher struggled to get her words out, "please d-do sit down!"

Thanking the female, Cassian made to eagerly lead you towards the front of the classroom. Yet your gentle tug pulled him to a stop, a sad smile crossing your lips as you explained, "Cassie, I think your wings may be a little too big to sit at the front."

"But Evie-"

"Will still see us, even if we are a little further back" you promised, Cassian's wings hanging lowly as you pulled him to sit at the back of the room. The astonished stares of the other parents following the two of you as you passed.

Once seated, Cassian craned his neck over the crowd of waiting parents. Eyes scanning the children stood at the front of the room as he searched for the one face he so longed to see, a beaming smile gracing his lips as they finally landed on Evelyn. Hand raised as he wildly waved at the little girl who blushed at his overenthusiastic greeting.

The pair of you sat in baited anticipation as you listened to the other children speak, your hand coming to rest on Cassian's thigh in a useless attempt of trying to stop his impatient shifting as you waited for Evelyn's turn to arrive.

When the time finally came for your daughter to timidly shuffle her way onto center stage, your encouraging thumbs up were overshadowed by Cassian's excitable shout of support.

Evelyn flashed the pair of you a grateful smile before she shakily exhaled, her hands nervously locking together as her worried eyes flickered to you for assurance. Softly nodding to her in comfort you mouthed, "You can do this baby."

Evelyn's once tense shoulders relaxed at your words, the young girl inhaling deeply before she finally began to speak, "The person I love most has the bestest job in the world" Cassian nudged as your shoulder as he sent you a cheery wink, brows wiggling comically as he reacted to Evelyn's mention of you.

Yet his smile didn't last for long, grin dropping at the next words your daughter spoke, "He is a superhero! He's big and strong and . . . and he always makes sure to keep our High Lord and High Lady safe."

A shaky gasp fell from Cassian's lips at the realization that Evelyn wasn't talking about you. His trembling hand darting to grasp onto yours for support as Evelyn continued to speak about him. Your little girl looking straight at the teary-eyed Illyrian as she did so, "But even though he gets very busy saving the world, my favourite thing is how he always makes time to play with me when he comes home, even when he is very tired.”

A soft sob broke from Cassian's mouth at her words, the male sniffling as he made no attempt to hide the downpour of emotion that had washed over him. His watery eyes shining with love as they never strayed from Evelyn for even a moment.

"He fights all the monsters under my bed and in my wardrobe and he always makes sure to kiss all of my boo boo's. But most i- imporan- importantly he always shows me and my mummy how much he loves us. So even though he is the bestest superhero in the world, I love it even more when he is just my dad."

When she finished, Cassian was too stunned to react. The sound of his cries being drowned out by that of the other parent's applause. With all the speeches now finished, Evelyn eagerly ran over to greet the two of you, only for her smile to drop upon seeing Cassian in tears.

“What’s wrong baby?” You asked in concern, a comforting hand coming to rest on her shoulder, “It’s alright, you did so well Eves.”

Yet Evelyn wasn’t looking at you, her disappointed eyes stayed locked on Cassian.

"You . . . you didn't like it?" Evelyn asked weakly, silver tears beginning to line her eyes at the sight of the weeping Illyrian.

"Like it?" Cassian answered, moving to sweep Evelyn into his arms, "No baby girl, I loved it." The general proceeded to cry further as Evelyn stretched out her little hands to wipe away his falling tears, her face considerably more cheerful now she knew she hadn't upset the male.

"Mummy helped me write it . . . I just wanted everybody in school to know that my daddy is a superhero!"

Cassian's shoulders shook as he cried, his hand moving to pull Evelyn's head to his chest as he embraced the smiling girl. Lips pressing against her head in a gentle kiss as he replied, "Being a superhero is fun, little dove. But being your daddy is my favourite job."

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Notes: Feel free to send me any more scenarios you’d like to see!! This family makes me feral and I will write for them forever.

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