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bonesandthebees · 1 year ago

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*Shows up with home made thee idk_how_many days late* So how about the Glass final. I have zero time to analyse (God forbid a girl has enough time to do all her hobbies), so bulletpoints and screaming it is. Things I loved about the final chapter in no particular order:

NIKI!!! The consequences of her actions! She cares so much about Wilbur but she still picked Jack (just like Wilbur picked Tommy). Their friendship was build on a wooden foundation and she knocked a wreaking ball straight through it.

Wilbur just fucking Shoving Tommy behind him when Niki took a step closer. He doesn’t trust you with his younger brother. THE PROTECTIVENESS. AAAAAHHHHHHH.

Jack thinking he’s seeing ghosts. How’s that conscious feeling? Badly, I suppose. He’s gotta be very guilty and he’s not relieved that Tommy survived per se, but he’s not mad about it either. They are even now (as even as they can be because Tommy did in fact die, but Jack will never know that). Jack can let go of his anger and Tommy is getting the fuck out of there. They can move on with their lives.

Oh and Tommy just not telling Phil and Techno (or anyone) about dying, about Kristin not being there. Part of it is not wanting it to get explained away because he doesn’t want his feelings (his anger) to be invalidated by a “I’m sure she had a reason” he wants to be upset. The other part is wanting to keep that a little secret between him and Wilbur. And the last part of it is not really wanting to address it especially after knowing they will leave (though he’d already lied about that before learning he could leave).

Similarly, Wilbur not wanting to tell Techno and Phil about killing Schlatt because he doesn’t want them to know that side of him, even if they wouldn’t mind. Wilbur wanting to keep that side for just him and Tommy. Brothers and their secrets, they are making me ILL! Oh and the lie still being so obvious! The silence is so loud, there’s a reason Wilbur knows, but he’s not elaborating and Phil and Techno know a thing or two about trauma so they don’t push (a lot).

Wilbur fleeing the county! This dumbass assuming Tommy WOULDN’T be coming along with him. Like you brought him back from the dead! And even without knowing that Phil and Techno still fucking knew Tommy would not leave Wilbur’s side! Everyone knew!

TOMMY DYEING HIS HAIR THE SAME SHADE OF BROWN AS WILBUR’S!

The goggles Sam made!

WILBUR WAVING NIKI GOODBYE WITH HIS LEFT HAND, CLEARLY SHOWING THE TWO FINGERS HE LOST BECAUSE OF HER!

Also, I was wrong, it wasn’t his entire hand, but I would have been very surprised if he had made it through this entire story without getting a prosthetic. All the tenants need to end up broken. He already got the tatttoo, but prosthetics weren’t allowed either. And now he matches with his brother.

SAME LAST NAME ON THE FAKE PAPERS BABY!!! YOUR HONNER, THEY ARE BROTHERS!!!

Tubbo learning Wilbur’s name and messing it up so fast. Poor boy, Tommy might have been ready to jump him. He’s going to have to get used to to hearing other people call him by his name. He’s no longer the only one who knows. He’s going to have to share that information.

CHARLIE FINNALY GETS HIS TEETH.

Tommy from downstairs’ friend, a nickname which Wilbur has been given when meeting Charlie for the first time (so first or second chapter) finally being replaced with his actual name.

TNTDUO!!! THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM!!! THEY ARE DIGGING THEIR NAILS INTO EACH OFHER’S HANDS AGAIN!!!! WILBUR ISN’T EMPTY!!!!!!

The family owned drug cartel and Quackity possibly coming to hang out and cause crime too. CRIMEBOYS!!!

And of course right when I was starting to chill we get the touch of Kristin. I hope the goddess are up their rooting for their two favourite boys. I hope they wish them happiness. I hope they leave them the fuck alone!!!

I think that’s everything. It’s been a while since I’ve read the chapter so I’m just rambling off the top of my head. As you can tell, Glass has joined Stars, it’s living up there rant free. I can’t wait to dig my teeth into Rose because there’s lines in there I want to tear to shreds. THE IMPLICATIONS, BEE! THEY ARE KILLING ME! Alas, I have no time because I’m dying, but when I get a free night, I will be going ham.

Anyway, hope you have a good day/night. I’m passing the fuck out.

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girls never have enough time in the day to do all their hobbies we suffer more than jesus...

anyway I'm finally getting around to responding to some of the glass finale asks so here we go LMAO

YEAHHH niki having to face the consequences of her actions!! sorry girl you did try to kill his bestie/adoptive little brother. she and wilbur both tried so hard to keep their friendship intact but they were always going to choose Their People over each other. so of course wilbur is protective over tommy as a result. big brother wilbur activated.

yes now jack and tommy are properly even. tommy tried to kill jack and failed, and jack tried to kill tommy and failed. they can finally move on, although before jack saw tommy alive he was definitely feeling a bit guilty about the whole thing. also the ghosts bit was just too funny not to pass up

phil always has an explanation and that's not a bad thing per se but tommy is upset!! he wants to be upset and he has every right to be, but he knows if he tells phil then phil will explain it away and tommy will feel guilty for being upset at kristin. he's gone through a lot and he's dealing with his own religious crisis now so he just wants to take things at his own pace.

god I love wilbur and tommy each keeping something only for the other to know. only tommy knows the side of wilbur the pushed schlatt further down on that metal beam. only wilbur knows the tommy that cried when he realized kristin didn't come for him after death. but yeah wilbur's silence is also very obvious, even he's aware of it, phil and techno definitely have a pretty good idea of what happened at least with schlatt

yeah duh of course he was gonna come with him wilbur you dumbass

I was thinking realistically okay they definitely need to dye their hair and I was like ok, well, why not have a self indulgent brothers moment and make tommy dye his hair brown lol

originally I wasn't planning on wilbur getting any prosthetics, but as we neared the final arc I realized that it definitely wouldn't feel complete without it happening so I figured I could just engineer the finale to include a scene of his hand getting fucked with. I think I decided he'd be getting some kind of prosthetic right around the time I was writing the chapter where he first saw niki's design for the tattoo. but yup, all the tenets were broken. he's not the vessel, he's just wilbur.

also wilbur waving at niki with his prosthetic was something I decided in the moment of writing that scene and I'm so glad I did

SAME LAST NAME YEAHHHH THEY'RE BROTHERS

tubbo tried ok

it was so funny i had actually only planned for that scene to be quackity saying goodbye to the boys but then while I was writing it I was like wait. fuck. charlie exists. so I had to throw him in real fast and then I was like WAIT TOMMY CAN GIVE HIM TEETH AND HE CAN BE TOLD TO USE WILBUR'S NAME. love charlie he's so weird

tntduo has SO much wrong with them I adore them. wilbur isn't empty and both of them can see it.

wherever the goddesses are, whatever they think of wilbur and tommy it doesn't matter because wilbur is living for himself now.

thank you spruce I'm so glad you enjoyed, as always I love hearing your commentary on all my fics and glass was no exception. ty for giving me so much motivation to keep going :)

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bush-viper-cutie · 4 years ago

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“The Leaky Cauldron” || YEAR 3 – Ch.6 (HP au)

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Day posted: 7/28/2020

Word count: 3,206

Relationship: EVENTUAL severus X oc (slow burn)

Rating: E for everyone

Warnings: none

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A/N: This is my first fan fic I’m writing mainly as a way to practice. This is a retelling of the hp books with an inserted character. Although most every character will be written about, this is mostly for the pro snape fandom. Please do not fear, although this is a severus x oc story, it is an incredibly slow burn as I do not intend for them to get together at all until after the final book events. Chapters will be posted twice a week.

This derivative work follows the events of the Harry Potter books by Jk Rowling and is intended as a fun way to practice my writing. Thank you for reading :D

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Heather paced Harry’s room looking at the stack of books on his bed while he yawned and slouched over the headboard. She dragged her quill down the list she had made and checked off each box as she read the textbook names.

“Looks like that’s almost everything,” Heather smiled and folded up the parchment.

Harry sighed, “What are we missing, and can we go get it now? I’m bored.”

“We need the Divination book,” she headed for the door, “So let’s go.”

Harry jumped out of bed and ran in front of her, heading out the room first. Heather ran after him, taking the stairs two at a time and nearly passed him a few feet from the door. They touched the back door at the same time and gasped, trying to catch their breath.

“I won.”

“No you didn’t!”

The bricks were extra red that morning with the sun shining brightly on them. Harry tapped the bricks and they moved quickly, letting in to Diagon Alley where the morning bustle was filled with extra chatter as more students visited the shops for their materials.

As they walked to the bookstore, they looked over the bobbing heads to try to spot bright brown bushy hair or outstanding orange hair. Hermione and the Weasleys were nowhere to be seen yet. Heather had spent the last week helping Harry with his essays and now this last week was spent looking for their friends among the crowds and purchasing their materials extra slow in case they saw them.

The bookshop was not as busy as the other stores yet and the manager came over quickly to offer them help. Heather took out her list and looked for the missing book they needed.

“Er, two copies of ‘Unfogging the Future’ by – ”

“Cassandra Vablatsky, yes yes,” he led them to the divination section and pointed out the books on the shelf.

She took two and turned to follow the manager back but Harry stopped her with a hand on her arm.

“Look,” he stared at the misty image of a black dog with sharp black eyes.

“‘Death Omens: What to Do When You Know the Worst is Coming’?” She shook her head. They were definitely not purchasing that. Harry would probably carry that book around everywhere pointing out a bunch of death omens.

The manager chuckled, “Oh don’t worry about ever needing that. Those books always just scare people and very rarely do anything good.”

They followed the manager to the register and paid. They had been in Flourish and Blotts for a total of ten minutes and the rest of their morning, afternoon, and evening were now completely free. They walked back to the Leaky Cauldron and up to Harry’s room with the rest of their materials to be packed away in their trunks.

Harry sat down on the bed and tapped his fingers on the cover of his divination book, “Heather?”

She was closing the door after dragging her trunk into his room from hers. “Yes?”

“D’you think… What we saw that night was a death omen?”

“Saw what night Harry?”

“That thing coming out of the bushes before the Knight Bus arrived.”

She had a hard time recalling it but did remember something about a black blob-ish creature, “Oh… Well it was just a dog or something. A stray, Harry. Now please pack your things and forget about that omens book.”

The next few days were spent walking around Diagon Alley and looking through shop windows. She had forbidden Harry from taking any of their money with him and had to refuse his beggings for a new broom. On the last day they decided to go for some ice cream and sit outside watching as people went by with their bags filled with goods.

“Heather!”

“Harry!”

Hermione and Ron came running down the stream of wizards to hug them. They got some more ice cream and the four of them sat down.

“We heard why you were staying at the Leaky Cauldron,” Hermione crossed her arms.

Heather and harry looked at each other and then frowned at Ron.

His ears went red, “Dad mentioned it and I… might have let it slip.”

“I CAN’T believe you two blew up your AUNT!”

Heather pointed at Harry, “He did. Not me.”

Harry pushed her finger away, “I didn’t mean to. It just sort of… happened.”

“Ron stop laughing! This is serious! You could have gotten expelled Harry!”

Heather turned to him as well, “Actually apparently he could have gone to Azkaban.”

Ron snorted, “No one would send Famous Harry Potter to AZKABAN. Get real. Everyone else though would be mad to do what you did. I’d definitely be sent to Azkaban for that.”

Heather flicked Harry’s ear and turned to Ron, “Can we go home with you? Since it’s the last day?”

“No need, we’re staying at the Leaky and so is Hermione. Dad’ll take everyone to King’s Cross tomorrow.” Ron’s eyes widened and he almost reach in his robes with his ice cream hand. “Look at this!” he pulled out a long wand with his other hand, “My very own wand! Brand new too.”

Heather looked down at the large lumpy bag next to Hermione, “What’s all that?”

She patted it happily, “Oh, well I’ve been approved to take several more classes. Took all summer owling back and forth with Professor McGonagall. Apparently, it had to be approved by the school governors.”

Heather felt very ill suddenly, like her heart had dropped to her stomach and the flush on her face felt closer to embarrassment than anger but neither of those words described the feeling very well. “But-what-How did… How many new subjects? I don’t understand. Did they pick you? Did you ask?”

Hermione nodded, “Professor McGonagall talked to me about it after I asked if I could take them all.”

“How many more? Which classes?”

She shrugged, “All of them. Let’s see,” she started counting on her fingers. “Divination and care of magical creatures like you guys, plus Study of Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies, and Arithmancy,” she smiled.

The three of them just stared at her with annoyance.

“And when will you be blocking in sleeping and eating?” Harry laughed finally, half hoping it was a joke for her sake.

Ron still stared at her, “Heather I’m glad you haven’t decided to turn into a school zombie this year.”

Heather glared at him and quickly finished her ice cream, “Let’s go already.” She should have asked Professor Snape about taking more classes. Why did she think Hermione wanting to take them all was somehow a joke? Maybe she could still come in first in the classes that were the same…

Hermione jumped up, “Oh! I’m allowed to get a pet for school this year! Early birthday present from my parents.”

Ron wiped his hands on his shirt and pointed over to the top of the winding cobble street, “Magical Menagerie’s over there.”

Magical Menagerie was a small shop made even smaller by the dozens of cages covering the walls with squeaking, squawking, rattling, and hissing. Heather and Ron went immediately to check on the treats and snacks for toads and rats while Harry helped Hermione pick an animal.

“I don’t think any of these will help Scabbers,” Ron sighed and looked away from the assortment of magical treats.

Heather leaned in and squinted her eyes at Scabbers. He was looking very ill, with bald patches in odd places. “Ask the witch. She might give you something specific.” She followed Ron up to the register.

“Miss? My rat’s ill. He got like that a few days ago after we came back from Egypt.”

She took out thick round glasses that made her eyes as big as the sugar coated fat toad flies and took him in her hands. “Have you tried banging him a few times?”

Ron nodded, “But he won’t perk up.”

The witch held him upside down by his tail while he wriggled around, “He looks ancient. How old is he?”

“Er. Old. Very, very, old, I think. He’s been in my family for twelve years.”

“Well there are many reasons why a rat might do this. What powers does it have?”

Heather and Ron looked at each other and shrugged.

“None, I don’t think. He just is.”

She pointed at his bitten ear and missing toe, “Run him through the wash?”

Ron’s ears went pink and looked at both the witch and Heather defensively, “No! I’m not that forgetful. Percy gave ‘im to me like that.”

“Well, no normal rat lives longer than five years so it must be a mix. Don’t worry there’re hundreds of these things living throughout the cities. No ordinary rats but certainly not as hard-working or hard-wearing than pure wizarding rats.” She placed Scabbers on the counter and kept him trapped under her hand as she pulled out a cage from under the counter, “Like these. I can get you a discount on a replacement if you’d like. Pick from one of these.”

Ron shook his head and took Scabbers back, “No. He works just fine for now.”

“Is there nothing else he can do?” Heather watched the rats in the cage skip rope with their tails and show off their little furry arms, “Like a shot or pill or something?”

The witch sighed, “Here.” She produced a little red glass bottle from under the counter, “See if that’ll help.”

“Thanks – HEY!”

A giant orange cat with long matted fur jumped down from the tall shelf above the witch’s head and onto Ron’s. Ron threw his head forward and the cat landed on its back on the counter and swatted Scabbers out of Ron’s grip.

“CROOKSHANKS! COME BACK HERE,” the witch pulled on the cat’s tail as it jumped off the counter and chased Scabbers out the open door.

Ron and Heather ran after them, following the bright orange fur between people’s feet. Crookshanks had pinned Scabbers down between its paws and was about to bite his neck when Ron and Heather dived for them. Ron pulled Scabbers out while Heather picked a very heavy Crookshanks up like an enormous baby.

Huffing and puffing they made their way back to the Magical Menagerie to find Harry and Hermione waiting by the counter with no owl picked out. Heather placed Crookshanks back on the counter and held him down for the witch.

“Well. Here he is,” the witch said to Hermione.

“He’s perfect!” Hermione tried picking him up and groaned, “Oh! You made it look easy, Heather.”

“What do you mean he’s perfect? For what?” Ron looked to Hermione and the coins on the counter, “Whose are those?”

“Mine,” the witch took them and dropped them in her apron.

“Harry asked where you guys went and she told us about Crookshanks and about how he’s been here for YEARS so of course I had to take him,” Hermione hugged the floppy cat tightly.

“Yeah? Did she tell you how he tried to murder my rat just now?”

Hermione scoffed, “It’s just his instinct, Ron. It’s not murder.”

Ron looked to Heather and Harry but they just shook their heads, refusing to take sides. They walked out together but Ron refused to walk next to Hermione and Crookshanks. They made their way back to the Leaky Cauldron.

Mr. Weasley was sitting at the bar drinking and reading the Daily Prophet when they walked in. He smiled and waved them over, “Harry! Heather! Good to see you two.” He looked down at Crookshanks and nodded at him, “And your new friend.”

Hermione nodded and lifted him up higher before giving Ron a look and heading up the stairs towards her room.

“Black’s still on the loose?” Harry pointed at the man screaming on the front cover.

Mr. Weasley pressed his lips together, “Yes. Unfortunately. A lot of wizards have been tasked to assist in his capture. I’m even doing some patrols here in Diagon Alley.”

“Hope we’re the ones who catch him. The reward money’s big, isn’t it?”

Mr. Weasley shook his head, “No, no. He’s far too dangerous. If I find him I’m supposed to sound the alarm. He’s too dangerous for any Weasley or Potter,” he looked at the twins, “to catch. The Azkaban guards will do that. Understand?”

The three of them nodded and Mr. Weasley went back to smiling.

Mrs. Weasley came in followed by Fred and George, Giny, and Percy. Mrs. Weasley greeted them with a hug and Giny said hello to Heather but could barely look at Harry when she greeted him after. Percy stepped forward and extended his hand to each of them.

“Heather. Harry. How very nice to see you both,” he gave them a quick nod and straightened his shirt.

“Hello, Percy.”

“Hello,” Harry turned to Heather trying not to laugh.

“I see you are both doing well,” Percy motioned to them generally with his hands and folded them behind his back.

Heather nodded awkwardly, “We are – ”

Fred and George pulled Percy back and took his place.

“Mr. Potter, how very splendid a coincidence to see you in this exquisite establishment,” Fred bowed and tipped his fake top hat.

George followed suit, “Miss Potter, how have you spent this marvelous evening? I trust the day has treated you well?”

Everyone but Percy and his parents laughed.

“Alright, boys, move along. Harry! Heather,” she hugged them both really tight. “Did you get our presents? Can you believe we got to spend the summer in Egypt? How were your birthdays?”

“Yes, yes, and good,” Harry smiled.

“And Percy made Head Boy! Oh, another one in the family – ”

“The last one,” Fred interrupted.

“I’m certain,” she frowned at him.

Heather, Harry, and Ron went up to join Hermione for an hour before they all came back downstairs for dinner. The innkeeper had put several tables together for all seven Weasleys, Heather, Harry, and Hermione to fit comfortably. They enjoyed eating the special for that night, rotisserie chicken and biscuits, and enjoyed hearing about Egypt and Hermione’s week in France.

“How are you taking us all to the train tomorrow?” Fred looked at his mom, “You still have time to teach us how to apparate.”

“You’re not of age,” Percy scolded them.

“The Ministry is lending me cars, we’ll all fit just fine, don’t worry,” Mr. Weasley interrupted before another fight broke out.

“It doesn’t have to fit us all, Percy can apparate himself to school. He’s ‘of age’,” Fred took first scoops into the chocolate pudding.

Percy moved the pudding bowl towards Hermione right beside him, “Guests first.”

“We’re all guests,” George mumbled.

“Thank you, Percy dear. Fred. Enough of that,” Mrs. Weasley wagged her finger.

Percy gave Fred a winning smile and turned away, “Why are we getting cars?”

“Because we don’t have our old one anymore,” Mrs. Weasley turned to Ron who looked down at his pudding.

Percy turned to Ron too, “All your stuff is on my bed so you better pack before we sleep, Ron.”

Ron scowled at Percy who only rolled his eyes.

They passed around the bowl of pudding and everyone enjoyed second and third helpings. After dinner everyone went to their rooms to go to bed, and while Ron packed, Heather, Harry, and Hermione kept him company.

“Has the rat tonic done anything yet?” Heather poked the lump in Ron’s shirt pocket.

“No,” Ron jammed his clothes into his trunk and sat on top, trying to shut it.

“It’ll fit if you fold it,” Hermione pulled him off and started showing him how to fold.

“Fine then, everyone take a shirt.”

Harry and Ron folded while Hermione and Heather organized his trunk better, pushing all his books to one side and leaving the other side for clothes and other materials. Heather lifted a lumpy hat and a Sneakoscope fell out, twirling fast and glowing bright with a high-pitched whistle.

“It’s broken,” Ron grumbled. “Did yours stop spinning?”

“When we got them, they weren’t glowing or moving at all. Not like that,” Heather stuffed it back in his magenta hat.

“They probably got tired on the journey,” Ron stuffed the rest of the shirts in the empty spaces making Hermione sigh and place her hands on her hips.

“Percy was probably right about them being a rip off.”

Ron shut his trunk, “No he wasn’t. The man said they really work.”

“Yes, of course he would Ron. He was trying to sell them to you.”

Heather stood up and dusted off her knees, “Well maybe its relative to Ron. Is there someone here you don’t trust?”

Ron put his hands on his hips too, “Yeah. Percy to not remind Mum and Dad about the car and your bloody orange beast to not eat Scabbers.”

Harry stepped between Hermione and Ron before Hermione could respond, “Have you seen that book Hagrid got us?”

“Crookshanks is just a cat. He did something any cat would do. If you keep Scabbers in your room I’ll keep Crookshanks in mine and then there won’t be a problem. Will there?”

“‘The Monster Book of Monsters’ I think it was called?”

“Sure, until it gets loose and sniffs Scabbers out.”

“How do you even read it?”

Percy came in and set his Head Boy pin on the nightstand, “Alright, get to bed everyone. We’ll be up early.”

Hermione scoffed at Ron and turned to Percy, “You’re right, Percy. It IS time for bed. Also, congratulations on being Head Boy.” She turned and marched out of the room.

Harry and Heather waved goodnight to Ron and exited the room.

“You couldn’t have helped me?” Harry grumbled to Heather.

She shrugged, “They both kinda have points.”

They went to Harry’s room and both got to work packing his trunk. It was easier to help Harry because he wasn’t so picky about where things were going, not like Ron.

Harry picked up his unglowing and untwirling Sneakoscope, “It was definitely a rip off. I don’t trust Fred and George not to pull a prank on one of us on the last night here.”

“If I wake up with color-changing goo in my hair I’ll hex them,” Heather laughed. “If I were Percy, I’d lock the door.”

“Do you think our family would have been like them?” Harry rolled the Sneakoscope on the floor in front of him.

Heather tried to swallow the lump in her throat, but it wouldn’t go down. She stared at her hands for several minutes and stood up, kneeling on his trunk and shutting it tight. “Night, Harry. We’ll get to go home to Hogwarts tomorrow.”

Harry nodded and walked her to the door. “We’ll be home tomorrow.”

She watched him close the door slowly and quickly stopped it and hugged him, “You’re all the family I need so stop almost getting expelled.”

He smiled, nodded, and closed the door. She left to her own room, packed her things and fell onto her bed before remembering her nightly routine. She dropped to the floor and started doing her Quidditch exercises, barely reaching a fourth of what the book said and laid back down on the bed, exhausted.

“I WILL make it on the team.”

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killerkiings · 3 years ago

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Hello hi temporary muse list cuz this site hates me.

MICHAEL SILVESTRI 30 - CHEF - JULIEN SOLOMITA

From a young age, Mickey was always in the kitchen. While his twin brother Charlie was the artistic one, drawing on every surface he could find, Mickey spent his days sitting on the counter learning everything he could from his mother. He works full-time in a restaurant and has dreams of opening up a place of his own. That is if his brother doesn't drive him crazy first. (he/him, homosexual/homoromantic)

CALVIN NORWOOD 36 - PHOTOGRAPHER - OLI SYKES

Cal has always had an eye for art and photography. He's mostly always kept to himself, preferring to people watch and observe from a distance. He's an award-winning wrestling photographer, preferring to keep to indie circuits. He's quiet and reserved, though he is quite friendly and is a sarcastic shit when he's comfortable around someone. ( he/him, demisexual/demiromantic )

DANIEL HARRINGTON 35 - MUSICIAN - KELLIN QUINN

When Daniel was at a loss for words, music was always there for him. Pop punk and metal have always spoken to him in a way he's been trying to replicate since he was a child. Singer and occasional guitarist for a pop punk band called Doom Desire, Daniel has been living his dream to the fullest, never once forgetting just how much music has done for him. ( he/they, pansexual/panromantic )

MAXWELL ARTHUR 28 - STUDENT - CHELLAMAN

For as long as he can remember, Max has been in love with the stars. He had spent hours on end staring through his mother's telescope, watching as she spoke to him about the constellations. Max is never without an astrology book in his hand or a physics textbook tucked under his arm. He is deaf, and communicates mostly with ASL. ( he/him, bisexual/biromantic )

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DORIAN ARCHER 31 - MUSIC SHOP OWNER - RICKY ARMELLINO

Dorian's record shop is a love letter to his mother. Plain and simple. She instilled his love of classic music and started his record collection when he was a child, and he's never looked back. Dorian's private collection rivals the products he sells in the shop. He is incredibly outgoing and fun loving, with an almost encyclopedic knowledge of the records he sells in the shop. ( he/him, bisexual/biromantic )

OLIVER RANDALL 33 - MEDIUM - ANDY GLASS

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1 Corinthians 10:21

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You cannot drink the cup of the Lord and the cup of demons; you cannot partake of the table of the Lord and the table of demons.

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Adam Clarke Commentary

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord - It is in vain that you who frequent these idol festivals profess the religion of Christ, and commemorate his death and passion in the holy eucharist; for you can not have that fellowship with Christ which this ordinance implies, while you are partakers of the table of demons. That the Gentiles, in their sacrifices, fed on the slain beasts, and ate bread and drank wine in honor of their gods, is sufficiently clear from various accounts. See my Discourse on the Holy Eucharist, where many examples are produced. The following from Virgil, Aen. viii, verse 179-273, is proof in point: -

Tum lecti juvenes certatim araeque sacerdos

Viscera tosta ferunt taurorum, onerantque canistris

Dona laboratae Cereris, Bacchumque ministrant.

Vescitur Aeneas simul et Trojana juventus

Perpetui tergo bovis et lustralibus extis. -

Quare agite, O juvenes, tantarum in munere laudum,

Cingite fronde comas, et pocula porgite dextris,

Communemque vocate Deum, et date vina volentes.

The loaves were served in canisters; the wine

In bowls; the priests renewed the rites divine:

Broiled entrails are their food, and beef's continued chine

Ye warlike youths, your heads with garlands crown,

Fill high the goblets with a sparkling flood,

And with deep draughts invoke our common god.

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Clarke, Adam. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "The Adam Clarke Commentary". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/acc/1-corinthians-10.html. 1832.

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Albert Barnes' Notes on the Whole Bible

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord … - This does not mean that they had no physical ability to do this, or that it was a natural impossibility; for they certainly had power to do it. But it must mean that they could not “consistently” do it. It was not fit, proper, decent. They were solemnly bound to serve and obey Christ, they had devoted themselves to him, and they could not, consistently with these obligations, join in the worship of demons. This is a striking instance in which the word “cannot” is used to denote not natural but moral inability.

And the cup of devils - Demons; 1 Corinthians 10:20. In the feasts in honor of the gods, wine was poured out as a libation, or drank by the worshippers; see Virgil, Aeneas viii. 273. The custom of drinking “toasts” at feasts and celebrations arose from this practice of pouring out wine, or drinking in honor of the pagan gods; and is a practice that still partakes of the nature of paganism. It was one of the abominations of paganism to suppose that their gods would be pleased with the intoxicating drink. Such a pouring out of a libation was usually accompanied with a prayer to the idol god, that he would accept the offering; that he would be propitious; and that he would grant the desire of the worshipper. From that custom the habit of expressing a sentiment, or proposing a toast, uttered in drinking wine, has been derived. The toast or sentiment which now usually accompanies the drinking of a glass in this manner, if it means anything, is now also a “prayer.” But to whom? To the god of wine? To a pagan deity? Can it be supposed that it is a prayer offered to the true God; the God of purity? Has Yahweh directed that prayer should be offered to Him in such a manner? Can it be acceptable to Him? Either the sentiment is unmeaning, or it is a prayer offered to a pagan god, or it is mockery of Yahweh; and in either case it is improper and wicked. And it may as truly be said now of Christians as in the time of Paul. “Ye cannot consistently drink the cup of the Lord at the communion table, and the cup where a prayer is offered to a false god, or to the dead, or to the air; or when, if it means anything, it is a mockery of Jehovah.” Now can a Christian with any more consistency or propriety join in such celebrations, and in such unmeaning or profane libations, than he could go into the temple of an idol, and partake of the idolatrous celebrations there?

And of the table of devils - Demons. It is not needful to the force of this that we should suppose that the word means necessarily evil spirits. They were not God; and to worship them was idolatry. The apostle means that Christians could not consistently join in the worship that was offered to them, or in the feasts celebrated in honor of them.

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Barnes, Albert. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "Barnes' Notes on the Whole Bible". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/bnb/1-corinthians-10.html. 1870.

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Coffman's Commentaries on the Bible

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of demons: ye cannot partake of the table of the Lord, and of the table of demons.

Ye cannot ... has the weight of "I forbid you to ..." Of course, it was not a physical impossibility for some to lead such double lives; and it may be inferred that some in Corinth were actually partaking of both; but it was a sin, the words here indicating that it was morally impossible to do such a thing.

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Coffman, James Burton. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "Coffman Commentaries on the Old and New Testament". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/bcc/1-corinthians-10.html. Abilene Christian University Press, Abilene, Texas, USA. 1983-1999.

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John Gill's Exposition of the Whole Bible

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils,.... Not only they ought not, but they could not rightly, truly, and really drink the cup of wine in the Lord's supper, in the true faith of Christ's bloodshed, and his sacrifice offered up for them, in remembrance of his love, and to the honour of his name; and also the cup of wine of libations, poured out and drank to the honour of the Heathen deities; these things are utterly inconsistent; no man can serve two masters, God and mammon, or God and Baal; nor is there any concord between Christ and Belial, or agreement between the temple of God and idols:

ye cannot be partakers of the Lord's table, and of the table of devils; no man can spiritually, however he may externally partake of the entertainment provided, on the table of the Lord, at his supper instituted and kept in commemoration of him; and also with gust and pleasure, and without any concern for the peace of weak minds, and the honour of God, eat things set upon a table in an idol's temple, and before the idol, and as sacrificed unto it.

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Gill, John. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "The New John Gill Exposition of the Entire Bible". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/geb/1-corinthians-10.html. 1999.

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Geneva Study Bible

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the s cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord's table, and of the table of devils.

(s) The heathen and profane people were accustomed to finish up and make an end of their feasts which they kept to the honour of their gods, in offering meat offerings and drink offerings to them, with banquets and feastings.

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Beza, Theodore. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "The 1599 Geneva Study Bible". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/gsb/1-corinthians-10.html. 1599-1645.

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Commentary Critical and Explanatory on the Whole Bible

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord — really and spiritually; though ye may outwardly (1 Kings 18:21).

cup of devils — in contrast to the cup of the Lord.At idol feasts libations were usually made from the cup to the idol first, and then the guests drank; so that in drinking they had fellowship with the idol.

the Lord‘s table — The Lord‘s Supper is a feast on a table, not a sacrifice on an altar. Our only altar is the cross, our only sacrifice that of Christ once for all. The Lord‘s Supper stands, however, in the same relation, analogically, to Christ‘s sacrifice, as the Jews‘ sacrificial feasts did to their sacrifices (compare Malachi 1:7, “altar … table of the Lord”), and the heathen idol feasts to their idolatrous sacrifices (Isaiah 65:11). The heathen sacrifices were offered to idol nonentities, behind which Satan lurked. The Jews‘ sacrifice was but a shadow of the substance which was to come. Our one sacrifice of Christ is the only substantial reality; therefore, while the partaker of the Jew‘s sacrificial feast partook rather “of the altar” (1 Corinthians 10:18) than of God manifested fully, and the heathen idol-feaster had fellowship really with demons, the communicant in the Lord‘s Supper has in it a real communion of, or fellowship in, the body of Christ once sacrificed, and now exalted as the Head of redeemed humanity.

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Jamieson, Robert, D.D.; Fausset, A. R.; Brown, David. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "Commentary Critical and Explanatory on the Whole Bible". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/jfb/1-corinthians-10.html. 1871-8.

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Robertson's Word Pictures in the New Testament

Ye cannot (ου δυναστε — ou dunasthe). Morally impossible to drink the Lord‘s cup and the cup of demons, to partake of the Lord‘s table and the table of demons.

Of the table of the Lord (τραπεζης Κυριου — trapezēs Kuriou). No articles, but definite idea. Τραπεζα — Trapeza is from τετρα — tetra (four) and πεζα — peza (a foot), four-footed. Here tablemeans, as often, what is on the table. See Luke 22:30 where Jesus says “at my table” (επι της τραπεζης μου — epi tēs trapezēs mou), referring to the spiritual feast hereafter. Here the reference is plainly to the Lord‘s Supper (Κυριακον δειπνον — Kuriakon deipnon 1 Corinthians 11:20). See allusions in O.T. to use of the table in heathen idol feasts (Isaiah 65:11; Jeremiah 7:18; Ezekiel 16:18.; Ezekiel 23:41). The altar of burnt-offering is called the table of the Lord in Malachi 1:7 (Vincent).

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Robertson, A.T. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "Robertson's Word Pictures of the New Testament". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/rwp/1-corinthians-10.html. Broadman Press 1932,33. Renewal 1960.

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Vincent's Word Studies

The cup of devils

Representing the heathen feast. The special reference may be either to the drinking-cup, or to that used for pouring libations.

The Lord's table

Representing the Lord's Supper. See 1 Corinthians 11:20sqq. The Greeks and Romans, on extraordinary occasions, placed images of the gods reclining on couches, with tables and food beside them, as if really partakers of the things offered in sacrifice. Diodorus, describing the temple of Bel at Babylon, mentions a large table of beaten gold, forty feet by fifteen, standing before the colossal statues of three deities. Upon it were two drinking-cups. See, also, the story of “Bel and the Dragon,” vv. 10-15. The sacredness of the table in heathen worship is apparent from the manner in which it is combined with the altar in solemn formulae; as ara et mensa. Allusions to the table or to food and drink-offerings in honor of heathen deities occur in the Old Testament: Isaiah 65:11; Jeremiah 7:18; Ezekiel 16:18, Ezekiel 16:19; Ezekiel 23:41. In Malachi 1:7, the altar of burnt-offering is called “the table of the Lord.”

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Vincent, Marvin R. DD. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "Vincent's Word Studies in the New Testament". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/vnt/1-corinthians-10.html. Charles Schribner's Sons. New York, USA. 1887.

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Wesley's Explanatory Notes

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord's table, and of the table of devils.

Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils — You cannot have communion with both.

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Wesley, John. "Commentary on 1 Corinthians 10:21". "John Wesley's Explanatory Notes on the Whole Bible". https:https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/wen/1-corinthians-10.html. 1765.

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John Trapp Complete Commentary

21 Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord’s table, and of the table of devils.

Ver. 21. Partakers of the Lord’s table] Name and thing. The Popish opinion of mass was, that it might not be celebrated but upon an altar, or at least upon a superaltare, which must have its prints and carects, or else the thing was not thought to be lawfully done. Our communion table they call an oyster board. (Acts and Mon.)

And the table of devils] Redwald, king of East Saxons, had in the same church one altar for Christian religion, and another for sacrifice to devils. (Camden.)

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