#cristobelle

[liesmyth]

Okay but imagine the Harrow Nova au where Harrow does get eaten by necro!Gideon and stuff. Like can't see her eyes to realize same twist, God just spends the book like "damn this girl is just like she was my daughter", Mercy is horrified there's now two Johns, and John starts thinking something is weird as he's like "right, survived neurotoxic, weird"

I've thought A Lot about the fact that necro Gideon wouldn't have her eyes if she were to become a lyctor! though she could also have freak powers to begin with (some of whatever the hell John's got going on, which imo isn't strictly necromancy) and like. Maybe she wouldn't even have Alecto's eyes. Maybe she inherited John's freak death eyes

Anyway I do think lyctor Gideon and John would have fun bonding over puns but she might also bond with Mercy over having a self sacrificial badass nun for a cavalier. Goes without saying that if Mercy ever shares with Gideon her suspicions that John lied about lyctorhood requiring the death of the cavalier, she'd absolutely 100% try to kill him right away

[nicollekidman]

HOW WAS THAT ALL ONE EPISODE

[incorrect-house-of-nine]

Cristobel figurine just dropped.

virgin mary barbie doll from argentina

[tr0ubl3d-tr4n53nd3r]

Im not sure how relevant this is to any of my followers because most of you play the sims 2, like ride the cyclone, or are into doll collecting, but i grew up on the sims 3 and im revisiting my favorite childhood families so im playing the collins family from isla paradiso (which runs well for me btw)

Anyway. I decided that I'd give Rosemary 5 kids to fit her ltw. Unfortunately only an hour after her final kid she got abducted by aliens and (I have a rule that female Sims who are abducted by female aliens might get preggers.) She got pregnant again. *****and******* I'm going to have Omar get Ashley pregnant and have him raise the babies. 10 whole sims.

[poridge]

When John snaps at Mercymorn "In Cristobel's name" 😵‍💫😭

[bullet-prooflove]

Galindo!Series Part Two: Revelations - Nestor Oceteva x Reader

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Galindo!Series

Part One: Weakness - Miguel returns to Nestor’s life.

It’s three in the morning when Miguel wakes up and finds you sitting in the chair across from his bed, your legs crossed and a gun in your hand. He notes the silencer, and he realises that this isn’t just an intimidation tactic, that his life his actually in danger.

There’s always been an unspoken truce between the two of you, your mutual love for Nestor was the only thing that kept the both of you from killing each other. However, things have changed. Nestor made a choice, and that choice was you. Miguel can’t forgive that.

“Rosa.” He greets you, shifting until his back comes to rest against the headboard. “My son is in the next room…”

“No.” You sigh. “He’s not, we both know Emily isn’t either.”

You see the flicker of comprehension in his eyes.

“It was you that helped her.” He says quietly. “Not Nestor.”

“Nestor was loyal to you for a very long time.” You tell him, tapping the silencer against your knee. “She didn’t trust him.”

“But she trusted you.” Miguel summarises as the pieces begin to fall in the place.

“Not at first. The last time we met, I was on your payroll.” You remind him. “It took Carmen a while to convince her that I couldn’t be bought but when she heard about what you did to me…”

The worst part is that it takes him a second to understand what you’re talking about because to him, handing you over to your rapist’s brother was nothing but business but to you…

It completely derailed your whole life, the PTSD, the nightmares, the fact you almost bled out in a shitty motel room outside of Reno, none of that matters to this man. You are just one person whose life he almost destroyed. There’s hundreds out there.

“You know, she told me some pretty interesting things about you.” You say, leaning back into the chair. “How controlling you became after you fired Nestor, how your brutality escalated. You got a little unhinged, a little sloppy…”

His jaw tenses, his gaze shifting the top drawer of the dresser. You sigh before holding up the gun you’ve tucked into down the side of the chair, you’re sitting in.

“I got that one.” You tell him before setting it down again. “The mess you made was why the FBI came down on you so hard, why you had to disappear off to Mexico and all that chaos… It was the perfect time for Emily and Cristobel to vanish.”

It’s in that moment that Miguel understands the full extent of what you’ve done, how you reached into his life and pulled it apart, piece by piece.

“It was you.” He realises, his voice tinged in disbelief. “You got the FBI involved?”

“It was going to happen sooner or later.” You inform him, with a knowing look. “We just needed it to happen sooner.”

“You took my business, my son, my wife…” He snaps, his fingers raking through his hair as he struggles to process the information because in Miguel’s world you’ve only ever been a tool to use, a weakness to exploit. Never in his wildest dreams did he envision you would take a stand against him; he thought that the threat of losing Nestor would be too much.

“No Miguel, you did that to yourself when you beat Emily’s sister to death in front of her.” You remind him and the look he gives you, it’s murderous. “When I dropped them a call about the location of her body, your DNA was all over it. You are fucking terrible at cleaning up your own messes. You always have been.”

“Does Nestor know?” He asks, the words come out like a hiss through his teeth. “Does he know what you’ve done to me?”

“I don’t keep secrets from Nestor.” You tell him, pointing the gun at him. Your finger tightens on the trigger. “I knew it was a matter of time before you come back for us. You could never let Nestor be happy, not when he chose me over you.”

“If you do this, he’ll never forgive you.” Miguel tells you, his eyes fixated on the barrel of the gun. “You’ll be the woman who killed the only person who’s ever given a damn about him.”

“We both know that’s not true.” You say sadly. “You’ve only cared about what Nestor could give you, not about the person he is and that’s where you fucked up Miguel, because truly, he’s wonderful.”

He opens his mouth to speak but you’ve heard enough. You pull the trigger, and he collapses back against the headboard, the back of his head thudding against the wall with the force of the impact.

You raise to your feet, before pressing two fingers to the pulse point in his throat and waiting for the thrum of blood to stop. When it does you withdraw before picking up his phone from the nightstand and using his thumb to open it. You bring up his emails before flicking into his scheduled box and studying the email residing in there, the one with your name, address and picture attached to it. The kicker? He’s included Nestor’s details too.

A suggestion, he’d written, if you wanted to inflict some emotional damage.

You delete the email before turning the phone off and slipping it into your pocket.

There’s not a doubt in your mind that you made the right decision about killing Miguel Galindo tonight.

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[doctorskelegoats]

Art credit @mercyisms The Ethiopians is an unreleased Tallahassee track that (like all Alpha couple songs) fits Mercymorn and Augustine disturbingly well. Consider: Cristobel and Alfred's eyes haunting them perpetually, " I can't think of one thing in this whole wide blessed world/that's more dangerous and frightening than you when you get bored" considering Mercy's hobby of memorizing the body to kill lyctors. Here's the song, because why would anybody have heard it.

Also, I'm opening up Asks in case you have suggestions, I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel here

[6badchickennuggets]

sorry but how can I be normal when augustine once said ”i don’t hate cristobel. dear, i barely hate you” to the one and only ‘unlovable’ mercymorn and then had a threesome with God

[zenosanalytic]

Yeah, and we should really think about WHY, from a Watsonian perspective, he is 1)a queer maori who grew up in poverty and 2)explicitly tumblr-leftist.

Like: it isn't an accident that the cast of TLT are, essentially, the likely fanbase of the books. And it isn't just that those are the sort of stories Muir wants to write and the sort of people she wants to write For. Not too long enough, less than a decade, Muir was STILL here, posting right beside us. Taz has read all the posts you have; shares most of your politics and moral convictions. She explicitly created a society where the oppressed in our society -- the queer and the colonized -- had all the power, and she explicitly wrote that as Not Fixing Things. and Yeah, allot of it is Funny(this is Taz, afterall); it's literally a Queer Goth Clownshow of a society(because WE are a Queer Goth Clownshow of a website :p); but the point is that even with all the power-dynamics flipped the patterns of exploitation don't stop. Exploitation isn't a story of villains and victims; it's a story of social institutions.

Morality is not an inherent quality; it's a constant choosing, and thus always vulnerable to the contingencies and context of choice. John(and, it should be said, Cristobel/C-- as a lesbian Catholic Nun and thus probably the MOST politically aware and active and anticapitalist/antifascist of the whole group) didn't do the wrong things because he was "The Wrong" person to have power; he did the wrong things because he was in an impossible situation, with nothing to guide him but a lifetime of trauma at capitalism's hands, No Time Left, and All the Power in the World. And THEN, acutely aware of each one of the only people he loved in the world dying violently and pitifully around him, he had killed Everyone on Earth and eaten the souls of The Entire Solar System.

If you had the power to bring the people you love back from the dead, to take the pain of death away from them, and to make them forget you made a mistake so huge it literally killed everything they know, can you honestly say you wouldn't?

What does that sort of power DO to someone??

I think what bothers me most about how John is talked about in the fandom is the implication that a different (implied: better) person would've done things differently and somehow more right than he did.

When the text goes to lengths to explore how suddenly coming into an incredible amount of power in a fatally constrained situation cannot lead to a good outcome.

If you're putting John in dialogue with the concept of the "magical girl", which Muir has said he is (a little tongue in cheek, but)--these are young, often profoundly unready people, who often get taken advantage of by the people who give them their powers. And like, yes, John is not a teenager, but I think that's part of the point, is that at no point is a person really prepared to become as powerful as he did--even before he merged with Alecto. Even when he was fully in control of his powers, even when they were given with honest intent and trust, even when he used them with the best of intentions and tried to do the right thing, there was no way for him to be prepared, especially given the situation he was in.

And it's funny to talk about how bad John must be in bed, but also, this isn't a scenario where John is some self-deluding Elon Musk-like villain or loser. He is genuinely trying to do the right thing, in terms of rescuing the Earth's population, rescuing the Earth Herself, and doing it ethically (see: M--'s insistence that they perfect the cryo containers until they could transport pregnant women).

I really do think this is something people are blocking out, because it is one of the uncomfortable parts of Muir's message with the series. But ESPECIALLY because the people "critiquing" him as an embodiment of patriarchy and empire are failing to see that part of Muir's critique is of human vulnerability to power: That is, that power corrupts.

And this even has echoes with Gideon & Harrow's story! Harrow begins the series in a deeply unequal dynamic with Gideon! And she does horrible things, not just because she is traumatized, but because she is traumatized and has the power to act her desires out on Gideon. She might have the motive (trauma), but that's not enough without the means (power).

And, yeah, I do have a semi-salty angle on this because people are frequently loath to think critically not just about axes of oppression but individual relationships of power when it applies to them and to people they like. ESPECIALLY when there is a very vocal segment of the fandom that is enthusiastically pro-harassment. It's very convenient to villainize John and actively dis-identify with him, because otherwise, you'd have to face the question of whether you'd do any better in his place. But the thing is, the mission of revenge he embarks on is a lot closer to many peoples' hearts than they'd like to consider.

That's the whole point.

[raptortooth]

After becoming the first Lyctors, after consuming their cavaliers, there must have been a time when Augustine and Mercymorn went looking for signs of Alfred and Cristobel inside themselves. They must have asked the question 'are you here?'

And, despite what we now know, they never got an answer. That would have been day one of Baby Lyctor Orientation, right? Soul permeability would be a known thing. But it isn't, and Ianthe was never warned about picking up her cavalier's habits and petty grudges, because the old lyctors never realized their cavaliers were still part of them.

[justsomeguycore]

like how did mercymorn and cristabel know each other. were they friends before cristabel became a nun. was it like a nun and a woman in stem walk into a bar situation. were either of their ages ever specified? was cristobel mercymorn’s catholic school literature teacher

[mirrorbird]

okay I get why y'all have to keep tagging this series with "not the locked tomb" now

science and religion can definitely work together

science and religion may even fall in love. treat each other with unexpected loving warmth and respect, co-parenting a bunch of young chaotic nuns

[paleblueiris]

Cristobel Pesce

[el-jarado]

The more I think about it, the more depressing but narratively fascinating I find Jod’s little dream bubble in Nona the Ninth. 

Like, Harrow and Jod have a number of parallels, but when Harrow has dream-bubbles, she’s making different little plays with them, something that distracts her from the trauma she’s trying to avoid. Jod’s dream is an obsessively preserved monument to the worst day of his life, something that lets him relive the trauma of waking up to a dead world where he’d failed utterly at everything he set out to do and could never put it right again. It seemed implied to me that this is not the first time Jod’s been here, telling this story to himself and Alecto while he looks over what he’s wrought; Harrow’s just along for the ride this time. It’s a kind of awe-inspiring level of emotional self-harm that fulfills its purpose beautifully; Jod talks to himself about things, tries to find some way to think about it that’s comforting, but ultimately it’s just an affirmation of the undying rage and self-loathing that turned John into Jod. Reliving that little sequence over and over so that the fury he feels towards the people who left never cools or fades and his certainty he could never be forgiven if people knew the truth never dims.

It’s fascinating to me that he tells Harrow about the good times amidst that pressure cooker of desperation and anger but he doesn’t relive them. He doesn’t want to see his friends getting married again, he doesn’t dwell in a bubble of the time A– and M– loved him without asterisks attached, he stands at the horrifying ending of John’s story and tells it to himself again so he won’t forget how hurt and angry he was when he became God, and how there can be no forgiveness for himself or his enemies. 

Something that really had me climbing the walls on a second readthrough of just his chapters is the good things he’s so far over the event horizon he can’t even see in his own memories, particularly there at the end when it all goes wrong. We talk a lot about “You are quite the most appallingly vindictive person I’ve ever met”, and Jod certainly seems to be focused on that, but I get extremely emo that it’s proceeded by “I was just your best man” “You still are!” Like, even as he’s freaking out in his narration of his final moments as John that he’d lost them, that his friends weren’t going to forgive him for taking things this far, there’s so many little touches that they still love him that Jod can’t see anymore. John became the most appallingly vindictive man C– had ever met, and he was still her best man because she still loved him. She wanted him to be better than this and knew he had it in him. 

Cristobel as a nun tells John as it’s all falling apart around them that it’s OK that he’s scared and not rising to the occasion like he needs to. Even now, when he’s fucked up so badly that everyone on Earth is caught up in his game of nuclear chicken with people who will happily run him over to get out while the getting’s good, she believes in him enough she sacrifices herself to try and show him how to master his powers and be the savior Earth wants him to be.

P–, who has more reason than anyone to lose faith in John and ditch him in his darkest hour after the shit he just pulled with G–, is still helping to hold back the ex-cultists, and one of the last things she says is calling out for John to run. She was angry at him, with good reason, but she wanted him to live even then. 

M– tries to reassure John even though they’re all on edge. She knows this isn’t what he wants, and she tries so hard to convince him it’s not too late to un-fuck the situation if they just work together like they always have. She an A– stay with John as long as they can, and M– dies trying to convince the cultists not to kill John. 

The putting together barricades even while they’re yelling at each other. Bantering about the next cult even though tempers are understandably pretty high-strung. John offering to go out to the ex-cultists and getting a stern don’t you dare from his friends. 

Alecto, feeling betrayed and hurt and hideous after her unwilling incarnation at John’s hands, telling him, in order, how could he do this?, she hates her new body, and she still loves him. 

Like–fuck. There is so much love that includes telling your dear friend when he’s going way overboard and needs to stop for his own sake and everyone else’s. Being mad at someone and calling them out because you care and you want them to be better because you know they can be better. 

And Jod can’t see that anymore, because he was afraid at the moment it all went to hell that they wouldn’t forgive him for bringing them there and certain when he awoke alone that nobody could forgive or love him unless he lied to them and controlled them. When you can’t forgive anyone, even yourself, it’s impossible to imagine anyone else can. And then it’s so, so easy to just keep doing unforgivable things because you’re already lost. Even if you weren’t.  

“I still love you.” 

“That’s a good one.” 

[gardensystemtv]

tagged by @seraandthebees so here we go the gist is: put your music on shuffle (main playlist, or liked songs, whatever works best for you) And list the first 10 songs that come up My resulsts are: Girls like Girls - Hayley Kiyoko Utopia Overture - Cristobel Tapia de Veer Jessice Gets Off - Cristobel Tapia de veer Payday - Dan Bull The Arena - Lindsey Stirling Brave Enough - Lindsey Stirling & Christina Perri Slide into the Void - Stupendium & Cami-Cat Take Flight - Lindsey Stirling Dark Souls  - Dan Bull & Miracle of Sound Roundtable Rival - Lindsey Stirling I’m tagging: @breadedsinner @aranock @shu-of-the-wind @mxanigel @poetikat  @nightworldlove

[welcometololaland]

Hello fellow Professional Fool, I have donned my jingly jangly hat and I am here to dance for money. Please answer me these questions three:

0. How are you so hot?

12. Will you change anything about the way you edit or rewrite this year?

20. Any plans to work on original fiction this year?

Come along, Cristobel, we have no time to waste.

okay firstly, "Professional Fool" probably the most flattering title i have received in 2023 so far, thank you. i cannot dance to save my life so i shall instead resort to tricking people into thinking i'm funny.

0. no u.

12. look, i probably should, but knowing me i won't. new year, same me. absolutely not getting any better in 2023. i'll probably continue to bite off more than i can chew and then get stressed about it. cheers to that.

20. look. yes. actually, i have one thing i want to write. i don't think it will get finished in 2023, but i have a solid outline and ideas and i just need to tear myself away from fanfiction long enough to write it. you know the struggles? the struggles.

thank you for these asks i love and admire you carnally and in every other way also. also i suggest doing a prayer circle so that we finish our joint project in 2023 lmao, let me know when you're free.