#god bless june for sending this to me | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

sunshine-theseus · 1 year ago

Text

Apple and Chocolate Muffins | Katie McCabe x Reader

Words: 1.9k Summary: owning a café apparently brings you the girl of your dreams Warnings: fluff

Having your own little book café on a corner of a small street in St Albans, London, brings you things you’d never expect.

I’d first bought the place from an older lady, Ms Nelson, who sold antiques. She’d decided she wanted to spend whatever time she had left travelling. She tried to simply give it to me, but I couldn’t accept and ended up paying her half of what was listed.

She likes to send me post cards whenever she’s about to leave a place. I put the most recent on display on the counter and the rest go in an antique memento box she gifted me before she left.

Ms Nelson also introduced me to my best friend Juniper, one of her old workers who helps run the place now.

“3 years here and you still refuse to tell me what your special recipe is. Whyyy?” Juniper’s favourite item, was my special apple and chocolate muffins. It was an item I refused to take off no matter how many times we changed the menu.

“They wouldn’t be a secret then would they June?”

“But I’m your best friend. And I need these in my life daily.”

“I literally make an extra 3, every night, just for you.”

The ringing of the bell on the door stops her from retaliating, and I approach the counter while June finally makes an order for Mr Byrne, one of our regulars.

“Welcome to the Inkwell Café! What can I get you?” I look at the customer, but my breath gets caught in my throat.

It’s like the Gods just sent down and angel to derail my day. Her eyes were a greyish blue and her skin was sun kissed, freckles scattering her cheeks. And her arms… well fuck me.

“Hello?” I hadn’t even realised I’d stopped paying attention until she waves a hand in front of my face.

“S- sorry could you repeat that?” I let out a nervous chuckle, but she just smiles a magnificent smile.

She starts listing off an order and I momentarily get caught off by her Irish accent, but I manage to take down the 3 different drinks. I’m about to tell her the total when she stops me again.

“Oh! And can I get one of those apple and chocolate muffins? Jonas is going to kill me, but I hear they’re worth it.” I give her a confused look.

“My friend Steph, she comes here once a month as a treat and raves about it at training.” Training?

“Oh! Well, here’s an extra one for her! For free of course. What’s the name for the order?”

“Katie”

“It will be ready soon.” I flash a smile before going to make the coffees.

June comes out of nowhere.

“Why is Katie fucking McCabe in here?” she whispers into my ear.

“Who?”

“Katie McCabe. One of the best Arsenal players ever? Captain for the Republic of Ireland Women’s National Football team? How do you not know her? I talk about Arsenal all the time. They literally train right down the road.” I stare blankly back at her.

“How did she even find us? You don’t casually find this café on your way to work.”

“She said her friend Steph comes here, told her about it.”

“Steph Cately!? I’ve never seen Steph Cately walk through those doors.”

“…Who? And you do tend to not pay attention.” Juniper just groans and I finish making the coffees.

“Katie!” as I give her the drinks, her hand brushes against my own. Tingles run up my arm, but I bid her adieu with a small smile and wave.

~~~~~

Katie begins coming in every Tuesday and Friday, and we slowly get to know each other while Juniper freaks out in the corner. Or sometimes Katie liked to just sit and read in a corner for whatever time she had before she left for training. Either way it was nice.

She loved telling me about her younger sister Lauryn who was on her way to joining Katie on their senior national team, and her crazy encounters on the pitch during games. I tell her about how and why I decided to open a book café and retell the stories Ms Nelson sends me. I also desperately try to repress all my feelings for the Irish angel that blessed my shop every week.

I also find out who Steph is. A very nice Australian woman, who does in fact come in once a month for the Apple and Chocolate muffin. I get to know her a bit too, but she usually grabs her muffin and something for her fiancée and leaves.

The first time Katie misses a Tuesday is 4 months after her first visit. I’m disappointed but don’t think much of it until she doesn’t show up on Friday, or either day the week following. That’s when I decide to visit their training ground, obviously dragging June along to do any talking, to see if I can figure out what happened.

I don’t think about how weird it is until Juniper pulls me out of the car in front of their training centre at 9am on Friday after hurriedly closing the café. And a promise for a free coffee to everyone we had to kick out.

“June this was stupid, this is something you do, not me. Why didn’t you talk me out of it.”

“I’m about to meet the whole Arsenal team just because your huge crush failed to come for her regular coffee a few times.”

“But like it is weird she just stopped coming so abruptly, right? Like we were getting along.”

“I mean sure, but you didn’t freak out like this when Mickie stopped coming. And it took us another six months to find out she’d moved to fucking Glasgow.”

“We should leave shouldn’t we.”

I turn around to head back to the car right as we’re about to enter the reception but come face to face with a slightly shorter brunette. One I’ve seen the face of in some recent team photo Katie had shown me, but was otherwise completely unfamiliar.

“Are you trying to get in? The door can be a little tricky sometimes.” How many Australians did they have here?

“Oh no-“

“Yes! We’re friends of Katie; Y/n and Juniper, and we haven’t seen her in a few weeks. We were hoping to catch her.”

“Oh! I think she’s shown us a picture of you actually! She talks about you both quite a bit. I’m Kyra by the way.”

“I know.”

“Nice to meet you.” I talk over Juniper and hold out a hand for Kyra to shake.

“Well, I’m not quite sure why she hasn’t come to see you, but I can bring you back to the locker room, you’ll just need to fill some forms out probably.” She’s already leading us to the front desk before I can deny her offer.

Not 5 minutes later Kyra is happily dragging us to the locker room, and I can see Juniper skipping next to me, clearly excited.

“Dude you’ve gotta calm down.” I whisper to her.

“More like you need to stop being so uptight. Kyra Cooney-Cross is literally leading us to the whole Arsenal women’s team.”

“McCaaaabe! Someone’s here to see yoouuu.” Kyra calls out as soon as she opens the door.

“It’s not my bloody mum again is it? I swear she decides to come surprise me far too often.”

I peak out from behind Kyra and give a small wave.

“Hiii” I say meekly as Juniper jumps into talking to her favourite players.

“What are you doing here?” Katie gives me a quick hug.

“Well, you kinda stopped showing up and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”

“Oh, y- yeah. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I just, I started getting feelings for you and freaked out and thought that cutting you off would help.”

“Y- you like me?”

“Yeah. Like a lot. I obviously totally understand you don’t like me back.” She lets out a sigh and looks at her boots.

“Shh shoosh shut up.” I place my fingers under her chin and tilt her head up.

It was hard to escape the doom of falling in love with Katie McCabe. Her eyes were the perfect shade of blue, her lips the softest of pinks, her freckles like the stars. She had the kindest of hearts and the most beautiful laugh. A creation made by Aphrodite herself.

“I really like you too.” And her lips are softer than you could imagine as she presses her’s hard against my own.

We’re broken apart by an array of whistles and shouts from Juniper and Katie’s teammates and I hide my flushed face in her neck.

“I can’t believe we finally get to meet the girl Katie hasn’t shut up about for like 4 months.” Alessia Russo, one player I am familiar with, comments from across the room.

“You talk about me?” I poke her in the side.

“Y/n you can’t talk you literally don’t shut up about Katie. ‘Oh my god she’s sooo funny and pretty.’”

“Bro what the fuck? That was a secret you were meant to take to your grave.” Juniper simply shrugs.

“As much as I want to stay and tease you about how much you talk about me, and kiss you, we do unfortunately have training.” Katie pouts as she hugs me.

“Oh! Before I forget. I brought you an apple and chocolate muffin.” I pull the baked good from my bag and hand it to her.

“Fuuuck yees! You are literally the best person ever. I need to know your recipe so bad.”

“Mmmm maybe I could teach you how to make them. Tonight, at the café?”

“I’VE BEEN ASKING FOR THAT RECIPE FOR 3 FUCKING YEARS AND YOU’RE GOING TO JUST HAND IT OVER TO HER?” Juniper’s outburst makes the room erupt in giggles.

“How about for your birthday?” She nods solemnly and begins to say goodbye to the other girls as they begin to head out to the pitch for training.

I turn back to Katie.

“I’ll see you tonight…” She leans up and kisses me one more time.

“Girlfriend.” She leaves before I can reply, and I’m left to giggle as Juniper drives us back to the café, to reluctantly reopen for the rest of the day.

~~~~~

The clock shows 6:13 and I begin to think Katie flaked, but right as I’m packing up the ingredients, the bell rings and in rushes a flushed, panting, Katie McCabe.

“I’m so… sorry! Caitlin could only… drop me… a few blocks away… so I had to… run.” She pants out.

“It’s ok.” I peck her on the cheek and take her coat, then offer her some water which she sculls down.

We spend hours baking and messing around. Mostly kissing.

~~~~~

Another 6 months pass before Katie and I decide to move in together in a small apartment down the street from the café.

She now helps me bake my apple and chocolate muffins once a week, insisting she has to always be in a simple cropped singlet after I had made a comment about how good her arms looked when she mixes the batter.

There was something so domestic about baking together that made it hard not to just scream to the world how much I loved the woman. Instead, I stick to wrapping my arms around her waist and whispering it in her ear, periodically kissing her while she cuts the apples or mixes whatever needs mixing.

I can’t wait to tell Ms Nelson her apple and chocolate muffins brought me the most beautiful girl in the world. She and her wife have been begging for a new post card.

#woso x reader #katie mccabe #katie mccabe x reader #woso #womens soccer #wwc 2023

436 notes · View notes

this-lovely-universe · 6 months ago

Text

Introduction post

please don't send me Gaza donations asks. I can't donate, they stress me out and most people who will see it won't be able too either.

Post limit account: @brookfinleyanastasia

Brooklyn Hayward

Colour: Pink

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Birthday: 28th june, 2007

Godly parent: Aphrodite

Status: Dating my super hot amazing wonderful partner @childofthewargod and my other amazing hot goreous boyfriend @forbiddensonoftheseagod🥰

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Powers: Healing with love (Physical affection heals people), Biokinesis (Can change my appearance), Emotional Influence & Enhanced Hearing

Weapon of choice: Two daggers that have purple handles

Fatal Flaw: Blames herself for everything

time at camp: 4 months

Face claim:

Anastasia Baird

Colour: Red

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Birthday: 9th may, 2009

Godly parent: Chaos, Legacy of Ares

Status: Single

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Powers:

Ares: Insane reflexes, heighten senses, Telumkinesis, Odikinesis, Necromancy (Limited to soldiers on the losing side of a battle), Enhanced strength

Chaos: Pyrokinesis (limited to primordial flames), psychokinesis, can see through mist, Teleportation/Shadow travel (though she prefers shadow travel), element control (limited), object summoning, temporary power copying, immortality (limited), healing, night vision? (can see past true darkness), can see and understand gods and goddesses true immortal forms, blessings (can bless other demigods and boost their powers), Necromancy (yes again), can see the past present and future, and can enter and exit the underworld and Tartarus.

Weapon of choice: a ring that turns into a dagger if she turns left or a sword if she turns right

Fatal Flaw: Perfectionism

time at camp: 2 months

Face claim:

Finley Zavala

Individual Blog: @braving-the-storm

Colour: Blue

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Birthday: 3rd of August, 2007

Godly parent: Zeus

Status: Single babes single

Zodiac Sign: Cancer

Powers: Atmokinesis (weather control), Electrokinesis, Aerokinesis (air manipulation) and weather prediction.

Weapon of choice: mid length sword

Fatal Flaw: Lack of self worth

time at camp: 3 months

Face claim:

Dorothea Baird

Colour: Green

Age: 13

Gender: Female

Birthday: 2nd march, 2011

Godly parent: Poseidon

Status: I have no friends 😀👍

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Powers: Hydrokinesis (duh), Telekinesis (Limited to ships for some reason?) Underwater breathing (Once again, obviously), Zoolinguism (Limited to sea creatures and horses), I just defy physics when water’s involved (DeFYiNg GRaviTY), I'm built different in water, Air bubble creation, I also defy wetness (Yes, sometimes as a child I’d just choose to not get wet and make bath time very frustrating), Night vision (Limited to underwater), Healing (with water) Liquid manipulation, Atmokinesis (Limited), Siren voice (Basically charmspeak but I can find fatal flaws and deepest desires and manipulate people. Don’t worry, I don’t do it often, that’s too much effort), water traveling (Water is like a portal for me. Ik mad flex), Body water manipulation (I can manipulate the water in people’s body and use them as a puppet. Once again, I don’t use this often cause creepy. Also can do this on dead bodies so…)

Weapon of choice: The blood of my enemies (literally) but I have a celestial shank (don’t ask how I got this)

Fatal Flaw: I don’t think before I act

time at camp: 2 hours

Face claim:

Colour: Purple

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Birthday: 13th of June, 2008

Godly parent: Unclaimed

Status: Single

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Powers:

Weapon of choice: Battle Axe

Fatal Flaw: can't let herself enjoy anything

time at camp: just got here

Faceclaim:

Important posts:

Aesthetics

lore drop collection

My OC's and their issues

ooc:

Hello

I've made one account cause I was sick of switch blogs and accidently reblog from the wrong account so I have made one

the other accounts will stay up, don't fear

All OOC will be in normal text

All dividers by @saradika-graphics

List of Tumblrs I run

Tags used (If you care about that thing):

Individual:

#brook has entered the chat

#finley needs your attention now

#anastasia says hi

#thea makes a splash

#m needs friends

other:

#oh my gods bro I got an ask will still be used for asks

#lovely talks for ooc

I am a minor also keep that in mind when interacting

I'm also asexual so any NSFW isn't allow (mainly because minor) and will probably be clowned on

#brook has entered the chat #finley needs your attention #anastasia says hi #thea makes a splash #m needs friends #oh my gods bro I got an ask #camp half blood #pjo roleplay #percy jackson #pjo #pjo rp #percy jackson oc #percy jackson rp #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackon and the olympians #percy pjo #percy series #pjo series #pjo fandom

44 notes · View notes

chiscribbs · 7 months ago

Text

Important Announcement:

Hey, guys! I just wanted to let you all know that, due to some exciting life events that are happening, I'm going to be taking a short hiatus from posting.

Starting this Monday (June 24th), this blog is going to be largely inactive - with the possible exception of comments, asks, and queued posts.

This means that any open or continued collaborations - such as the GA: The Contest Chronicles series - will be put temporarily on pause until I'm able to get back to them. Hopefully that won't take too long, but I can't give a specific return date at this moment. I'll post an update when I know for certain.

***If you are currently taking part in a collaborative project with me and don't think you'll be able to continue after the hiatus, that's totally fine - please just send me a DM to let me know and I'll either write a work-around or we can decide on how best to do so together.***

Thanks for your continued patience. I know it's been a long wait - I'm excited to finally have more time to work on responses and other projects once things have settled. God bless ❤

#chi's babbling again #My intention was to have this round of responses finished before the hiatus but it's been an unpredictable process and that didn't pan out.#Thanks for your continued patience and interest.

20 notes · View notes

givemeonereason · 1 year ago

Text

My Blue-Eyed Master Part 2

Part 1

Photo Credit: Here

Rating: Sassy Candy!

A/N: Gojo is such a tease! I can't say I wouldn't mind his flirting.

Thank you for the wait as well. I am trying to space out my pieces because it gives me a chance to cool down before starting again. Creators are all susceptible to the dreaded creator block.

If you're interested in being added to a taglist for this series, please send me an ask or a message and I'll be happy to add you :)

╒══════════════════════╕

Days are a blessing when they don’t have nonsense caked into them. 98% of them are no-nonsense and you like it that way.

People come into the cafe, eat and drink, converse with the ladies on staff, and leave.

There haven't been any major incidents in recent months, which puts everyone's mind at ease. It is rare, but people disobey the rules and something will be done about it. Thankfully, the police have never had to get involved. June would most likely have to shut Cafe Sakura down if that would be the case.

But, like most things, it's only a matter of time...

And that thing, is him.

Today was going good. There was a morning rush, and by rush, several tables were being taken by a small group of housewives chatting about their social club and two local college students who used the wifi to send exam papers. They all order drinks and small treats.

It's relaxing when you don't have a stereotypical crowd. The crowd is there for one thing and one thing only, girls.

It's true, that cosplay cafes are made with the fantasies of men in mind, but that doesn't mean that lots of different people don't come in to enjoy what Cafe Sakura has to offer.

Afternoon crowd, that's a different story.

People come in from all walks, and straight out of the woodwork sometimes. Salarymen on their lunch break, dear Ren who has been coming to the cafe for years since she practically raised June while her mother was working, students on their vacations, tourists who are looking for that otaku thrill, and some stragglers who stumbled in without knowing what they would find.

Halfway through your work day, you dropped off a plate of scones and clotted cream at the table you were assigned to. You smiled and gave a small curtsy towards the three gentlemen in business suits before turning away towards the back.

“..Scuse me?” You heard the suave voice before you saw who spoke. “Miss crustacean, I would like to order now.”

You stopped dead in your tracks. And closed your eyes tight.

I swear to the gods above that if it’s who, or better yet what I think it is, I’m quitting tonight.

“Helloooo?” You saw him waving at you to get your attention out of the corner of your eye. You turn towards him, the look in your eye very well would have been a K-O, instant kill, high score.

He threw his hands up in self-defense. “Woaaaaah there missy, what’s got your panties in a bunch?”

Die.

Your eyes relaxed a little but still remained narrowed at the white-haired man when you looked at him. “Who said I was wearing any?” It was deadpan, but took that shit-eating grin off his face.

His eyes went wide for a moment, but he smiled wider than he was before. “Is that an invitation?”

Die.

Keeping eye contact with him. “Sure, an invitation to go to hell.”

He smiled so wide his eyes closed. “As long as you’re there with me.” He opened one eye to make a wink at you.

God, please, if you exist, smite this man down!

“I’m not your waitress today.” You turn with your nose in the air, walking towards the coffee bar to brew a cappuccino.

The pout on his face drew the other girls to his table, rushing to take his order and steal his smiles from him.

You snickered to yourself. A small win for you.

The current standings: Jackass 1 - 1 You.

You kept the smile on your face when you walked up to a nearby table. "Good afternoon Master, what can--"

"Oh please say you'll come!" A young hostess is gawking and squealing loudly at the irritating man.

You shake your head and start over. "Forgive me, Master, Milla is very excited today. What can I get for you?"

You wrote down the small order the younger man asked for. He looked to be in college and it showed in the way he couldn't help but stare Milla's backside as she batted her eyelashes at the white-hair, blue eyes...

"Mister, please come. It's going to be so much fun!" She's gyrating and swaying her hips. "All the girls are going to dress up." She gave him the look, the eyes, and the cleavage money shot. "You'll love what my costume is going to be."

He rested his chin on his hand, elbow propped up on the tabletop. The way he looked at her over his dark sunglasses almost made her melt into the tile floor below her. She giggled. "And what is the costume you're going to wear?"

The college kid at your table spoke up, super intrigued as to what she's going on about. "Yeah, what are you going to wear?" He sounded so desperate, you thought as you set down the fruity mocktail on the table.

Milla turned so that both men could see her, giggling in a very cute way, her face flushed. "It's a secret." A finger pressed against her lips. "So that means you'll have to come find out." She poked her cheek, smiling largely.

The man who you were serving had stars in his eyes the way he stared at her. He pulled his phone out. "Just tell me when!"

She sashayed to the entrance door and grabbed a few flyers. And handed them to the guys, flashing winks at each one of them. "I'm going to be so excited to get to wear my outfit."

You looked at her, she's still so young. She has so much to learn about the ways of men. Not to say that she doesn't know much, but she's way too eager. The men eat that right up though.

You were her age once. Eighteen, almost out of high school. The guys who came to the cafe would request you by name. It was super exhausting to keep up with it every night after school, but it gave you a sense of worth. Being an honor student and working as a hostess at a maid cafe are polar opposites, but the confidence boosts what's best. Most of the time you came off as stuck up, shut out, but at the cafe, you could woo any man's fantasies.

If you truly wanted to gain that type of attention back, all you had to do was crank up the charm and the men would be at your feet. But after working there for several years there really isn't much point in trying too hard. The level of respect you received was good enough, especially from your regulars and new customers alike. You were polite and sweet and that was all you really needed to do.

"What about you Y/N?" Him again.

You turned to him with a sweet smile. If the gods won't strike him with lightning then an uncharacteristic smile from you might work. "What about me, Master?"

His smile was larger than life. He took his glasses off his face, his blue eyes peeking out behind the strands of hair in his face. Milla was blinking in his direction. Her cheeks were red. You knew what she was thinking, he's so hot. But this is just the game you're playing.

"What are you going to be dressed as?" The words practically roll off the tip of his tongue.

You stand at the front of his table and playfully pop your hip, taking your pointer finger and tapping your bottom lip. "Hmmmmm, I don't know. Do you have any suggestions?"

He tilted his chin up exposing his sharp jawline. Milla almost fell over so she turned towards you. "I know, Y/N you should be a kitty-cat. That way you can meow and wiggle your butt at all the cute boys."

Blue eyes, the college kid, and a few other tables are now listening in. "I think all of you ladies dressed up with cat ears would be really hot." A high schooler at a nearby table added.

Kiko, a tall, slender hostess with long red hair walked over to join in the fun. "Maybe we should have a kitty day. What do you think Masters?" She's egging all of them on. She's a star vixen in the cafe. And her sensuality knows no bounds. The entire cafe is practically drooling when they hear her suggestion.

A loud and pronounced, "Yeah!" could be heard from across the room. She swirled around, her hair flowing over her shoulders like a goddess. "I'll make sure to put in a word with the Mistress." She went and grabbed some more of the costume day flyers and handed them out to the other tables. "Make sure you come to see us for this too." She whispered to two middle-aged gentlemen at a table she walked passed, "I'll be wearing a Wonder Woman outfit." The men delicately folded the flyer and tried to find a place to treasure it, one in his wallet, the other shoved in the interior pocket of his jacket.

You laughed to yourself. Sometimes you forget how lively the place can be when your coworkers are stirring all the men up. And you have to admit, it's very fun to play along. Maybe you would actually enjoy costume day. It will probably be packed and who knows what ruckus is going to ensue.

The warmth from your side tore your attention away from the tables that were hooting at Kiko. The voice coming smooth in your ear. "I was thinking maybe mermaid-related since you like seafood so much." You could feel the heat of his breath against your neck. It caught you off guard.

You turned and just barely brushed your nose against his. He was bent at the waist for equal eye level. You blinked a few times getting a clear view of those celestial eyes. The burst of color like a blue void sucking you in. But mostly you notice how gentle his eyes are. You shake your head before you're lost through time and space alike. You take a step back. "I would really like to see how well you wear a shell bra."

Annnnnnd, done.

You scoff. The sugary, sweet tone of your voice back to a sarcastic cadence. "Sure, and I'll make sure to be glistening wet too."

He bent further towards you. His response was too quick with his excitement. "You will?!"

Time to take the lead! Jackass 1 - 2 You.

"Only if you kiss the girl."

He almost fell by how he moved in towards you. You took the opportunity to flick his forehead.

"Owwww." He placed a palm across his forehead. "That hurt." His nose was scrunched up, his lips pouting.

"Don't be a big baby."

He rubbed the spot marred against his skin with red. "Oh! Let me kiss it," Milla went towards him, but you stopped her. "No, let him suffer."

He narrowed his eyes at you. "Curses!" He balled his hand into a fist. "I will get you if it's the last thing I do."

"Okay, when you get back from the 1950's murder-mystery, give me a call." You laugh and walk away.

"Don't worry Master, she can be a big meanie sometimes." She took his arm and helped him back down in his seat. "You never know, maybe she's mean to you because she really likes you."

Milla and the man both heard the echoing burst of your laughter.

"I promise, she's really great." Milla sounded hopeful, her face showing worry. "I don't know what it is with you. I haven't ever seen her act like this before."

He thought for a moment. "Milla, my sweet, could you do me a favor?"

She smiled at his enderment. "Of course, Master."

If only she could have recognized the wickedness in his intention.

╘══════════════════════╛

Don’t steal other people’s works! Respect creators!

Reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated :)

══════════════════════

Taglist:

#gojo satoru #satoru gojo #gojo and reader #gojo and you #satoru x reader #satoru and you #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen and you

24 notes · View notes

edwardslovelyelizabeth · 1 year ago

Note

Did Elizabeth Woodwell leave anything for her children when she died?

Hi! Yes, fortunately we do have Elizabeth's will in full preserved so we can talk about it. Elizabeth retired from court life around 1487 (she did occasionally appeared at court, most notable she was present when her daughter Elizabeth of York was giving birth to her granddaughter Margaret in 1489) and lived the rest of her life in Bermondsey Abbey. The cause of Elizabeth's death is unknown, she made her will in on the 10th of April 1492 and died on the 8th of June 1492 which can be indicative of the fact that her health was declining for some time. The current abbot, John de Marlow, who had officiated as a Deacon at the funeral of Edward IV witnessed Elizabeth’s will. The will is very simple but in my opinion very touching.

The will begins, ‘I Elsabeth by the grace of god Quene of England late wif to the most victoriouse prince of blessed memorie Edward the fourth’. It shows that Elizabeth still very much considered herself a queen, and wife to the most victorious prince ""the blessed memory" Edward IV - seems that she still had deep feelings for her late husband (Edward was dead for 9 years by then).

Elizabeth requested that she was to be buried alongside Edward at the chapel in Windsor Castle "according to the will of my saide Lorde and myne". She specified that she did not want the funeral performed with any pomp or under any great expense. As she had no worldly goods to bequeath to any of her remaining children ("I have no wordely goodes to do the Quene’s Grace, my derest doughter, a pleaser with, nether to reward any of my children, according to my hart and mynde"), she asked God to bless them, and with ‘as good hart and mynde as is to me posible’, she gave her children her own blessing. She then asked that ‘such smale stufe and goodes that I have’ be given away as seen fit, giving preference to any of her blood who wished to have them. I find it exceptionally touching that she send her blessing specifically to Elizabeth of York with all her children definitely knowing Elizabeth of York was excepting at the moment and was in confinement when her mother died so couldn't attend her funeral ("I besech Almyghty Gode to blisse here Grace, with all her noble issue").

Here is the will in full:

“ IN Dei nomine, Amen. The xth daie of Aprill, the yere of our Lord Gode Mcccclxxxxii. I Elisabeth by the grace of God Quene of England, late wif to the most victoroiuse Prince of blessed memorie Edward the Fourth, being of hole mynde, seying the worlde so traunsitorie, and no creature certayne whanne they shall departe frome hence, havyng Almyghty Gode fressh in mynde, in whome is all mercy and grace, bequeath my sowle into his handes, beseechyng him, of the same mercy, to accept it graciously, and oure blessed Lady Quene of comforte, and all the holy company of hevyn, to be good meanes for me. It’m, I bequeith my body to be buried with the bodie of my Lord at Windessore, according to the will of my saide Lorde and myne, without pompes entreing or costlie expensis donne thereabought. It’m, where I have no wordely goodes to do the Quene’s Grace, my derest doughter, a pleaser with, nether to reward any of my children, according to my hart and mynde, I besech Almyghty Gode to blisse here Grace, with all her noble issue, and with as good hart and mynde as is to me possible, I geve her Grace my blessing, and all the forsaide my children. It’m, I will that suche smale stufe and goodes that I have be disposed truly in the contentac’on of my dettes and for the helth of my sowle, as farre as they will extende. It’m, yf any of my bloode wille any of my saide stufe or goodes to me perteyning, I will that they have the prefermente before any other. And of this my present testament I make and ordeyne myne Executores, that is to sey, John Ingilby, Priour of the Chartour-house of Shene, William Sutton and Thomas Brente, Doctors. And I besech my said derest doughter, the Queue’s grace, and my sone Thomas, Marques Dorsett, to putte there good willes and help for the performans of this my testamente. In witnesse wherof, to this my present testament I have sett my seale, these witnesses, John Abbot of the monastry of Sainte Saviour of Bermondefley, and Benedictus Cun, Doctor of Fyfyk. Yeven the day and yere above said.”

#history #elizabeth woodville #edward iv #elizabeth of york #15th century #kings and queens

18 notes · View notes

edwinspaynes · 11 months ago

Text

THE MERRY THIEVES & CO 🏳‍🌈🏴‍☠️🚩

Written as a gift for @emmalovesfitzloved.

CHAT TRANSCRIPT between wilde-wanderer, eldricheternalflames, thomas-the-tree, kit-li-the-science-guy, kickitwithcordy, grumpycatcarstairs, sciencebitchgrace, annaisgay, and sugared-tea-sweetheart. 23 June, 2023. GROUP CREATED by wilde-wanderer GROUP: THE MERRY THIEVES & CO 🏳‍🌈🏴‍☠️🚩

wilde-wanderer: FRIENDS, ROMANS, COUNTRYMEN. LEND ME YOUR EARS, FOR I COME INTO OUR HALLOWED CHAT BEARING NEWS™ OF THE UTMOST IMPORTANCE.

grumpycatcarstairs: Jesus, Fairchild. There's no need for you to send messages in all caps. Don't you know that it sends Thomas into a needless tizzy whenever you do that?

thomas-the-tree: Why do you always assume that my alarmed expressions are Matthew's fault? I just got a 100 day Duolingo streak, and this apparently gets me some 3 days of free Super Duolingo (?) Though I don't know what that means.

grumpycatcarstairs: Maybe I know. You could have looked up to ask me. I am literally three (3) feet away from you right now.

thomas-the-tree: Do you know, joon?

grumpycatcarstairs: No.

kickitwithcordy: Oh, stop flirting, dadash. Now, Matthew, what was it you wanted to tell us?

annaisgay: If that's flirting, he's awful at it. #sorrynotsorry, @/grumpycatcarstairs.

grumpycatcarstairs: Lol shut up.

thomas-the-tree: He's making this face. 😒😒😒

wilde-wanderer: I give 0 fucks about Alastair's facial expressions, lol. Do you want to hear my news or not?

eldricheternalflames: Why don't you just tell us, Math?

wilde-wanderer: I got the lead in The Importance of Being Earnest! I am so excited. You all know how much I love that play!

kickitwithcordy: OMG Matthew, that's so so amazing! Come to dinner at Curzon Street tomorrow so that we can celebrate? James will buy us a Charlotte Russe cake. I know it's your fave 😋

wilde-wanderer: Can't say no to that. Though I'll also expect @/kit-li-the-science-guy to bring some lemon tarts.

kickitwithcordy: Was my offering not enough!? 😢

sugared-tea-sweetheart: Once can never have too much sugar.

wilde-wanderer: THANK YOU ARI! You are a blessing on this earth.

annaisgay: You are. And you're right, darling, you need to consume as much sugar as you can, so you can be sweet when I kiss you.

grumpycatcarstairs: God, I'm going to puke.

thomas-the-tree: You're stuffing your face with tahdig right now, don't lie to the class.

grumpycatcarstairs: And YOU'RE playing that awful Flappy Bird knockoff game instead of crushing it in Duolingo.

wilde-wanderer: VALID. Flappy Bird was the best thing ever. Fuckin hate that it got deleted like what in the name of Oscar Wilde was that

kit-li-the-science-guy: sry fam, just got the notification. grace and i were trying to see whether or not goblin blood served as a good retardant for flames that had a small spark of heavenly fire in them, but unfortunately. there were complications

sciencebitchgrade: basically he started a minor fire in our parlor. it happens.

wilde-wanderer: OMG YOU BLEW SHIT UP WITHOUT ME? My heart is breaking within my tender bosom. You do know how I so love to see the fruits of your labors.

thomas-the-tree: That's what she said! That's what she said!

grumpycatcarstairs: That's incorrect, but I support you anyway.

eldricheternalflames: I support you, too.

kickitwithcordy: Me three!

kit-li-the-science-guy: anyway lol

kit-li-the-science-guy: you want grace and i to make u lemon tarts

kit-li-the-science-guy: ???

wilde-wanderer: More you than Grace, really.

sciencebitchgrace: why would i ever want to be left out of the baking

kit-li-the-science-guy: why would i ever leave her out of the baking

eldricheternalflames: It's frightening how well-suited you are.

kit-li-the-science-guy: thank u :-)

kickitwithcordy: Anyway!!! To catch Kit and Grace up, we're having a massive blowout at my (and James's) flat tomorrow. There will be a Charlotte Russe cake, maybe some games

kit-li-the-science-guy: games? can we play bomberman? also yea grace and i will come w tarts

wilde-wanderer: I second Bomberman. Also Super Smash Bros. Please. And Pin the Junk on the Hunk

grumpycatcarstairs: No. Am I the only one here with sense? Well, me and Grace.

sciencebitchgrace: the answer to your question is a resounding yes.

sugared-tea-sweetheart: I'm also sensible.

annaisgay: Sure you are, dearest. That's why I caught you singing to Percival earlier.

wilde-wanderer: OH ANNA CAN YOU BRING PERCY TO THE PARTY

annaisgay: Transporting him to Marylebone from Percy Street (or to Curzon Street) would be nigh on impossible, so I'll say no. I'm willing to do a lot for you, Math, but not dragging a massive snake through the streets of London.

wilde-wanderer: Ugh, FINE. Waste my youth.

sugared-tea-sweetie: I'll work on her, don't you worry.

kickitwithcordy: What if I don't want a stuffed snake in my entryway?

eldricheternalflames: OUR entryway. And you really don't want to show Percy off as yours? Just for one night!?

kickitwithcordy: Every guest at the party is in the group chat. Besides, I suppose, Oscar, assuming that you're bringing him? 🐶🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻

thomas-the-tree: Wow, Alastair is right. You do use a lot of emojis.

thomas-the-tree: Not that that's a bad thing! It's a good thing. You're emotional. Emoji-tional. I really like that about you. But also I just want to say that Alastair is correct and no one can really contradict him in the future.

wilde-wanderer: Is Alastair making you say that?

grumpycatcarstairs: I don't make him do anything. He supports me because he loves me

eldricheternalflames: That's true. Remember when we all hated Alastair? Thomas always stood up for him.

thomas-the-tree: stopstopstop

grumpycatcarstairs: You had a crush on me LOL so embarrassing

eldricheternalflames: It was, dude. He was SO sappy

wilde-wanderer: Oh aLaStAiR wItH yOuR bEaUtIfUL HaiR hOw i CaNnOt hELp bUt sTaRe ----

grumpycatcarstairs: Update: He's blushing

kickitwithcordy: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

eldricheternalflames: I love you SO much, Daisy. Snarky but sweet. Thank you for being just as you are. 😘

grumpycatcarstairs: Sappy meter: 10

kickitwithcordy: I love when you use emojis in solidarity with me.

annaisgay: I'd give them a 9. Remember when they went to prom back in high school?

wilde-wanderer: They went into an empty classroom and fucking WALTZED. Who the fuck does that? Romantics, that's who. James will go down in history as a Wife Guy when he and Cordelia finally tie the knot, and I'm the best man, and I toast him as a Wife Guy.

eldricheternalflames: You'll go down in history as the weird dude who gives bad toasts.

eldricheternalflames: 🤡😇😳😲😜

wilde-wanderer: No, I'll go down for being the World's Greatest Actor. Fam I'm ERNEST. I'm in an OSCAR WILDE PLAY. I am living the dream, communing with my idol, nurturing the hyperfixation!!!

wilde-wanderer: Speaking of my party, what time?

kit-li-the-science guy: were we talking about the party?

sciencebitchgrace: kinda

annaisgay: Yes

kickitwithcordy: He just said 7 PM. Since I'm extorting James into going to King's and purchasing the cake, I feel that going with his schedule would be a good sport.

thomas-the-tree: We'll see you there!

grumpycatcarstairs: We'll see you there.

thomas-the-tree: Jinx you owe me a kiss

wilde-wanderer: Sappy meter: 10/10. 🖕

CHAT TRANSCRIPT between kickitwithcordy and eldricheternalflames

kickitwithcordy: Sorry I'm texting from the bathroom. Doing my hair and other ladylike things. When are we going to tell them?

eldricheternalflames: That we tied the knot? I'm sure that they'll notice the ring. Unless you want to take it off for the night? I'd totally understand

kickitwithcordy: Never.

#tlh #the last hours

7 notes · View notes

theprayerfulword · 7 months ago

Text

June 2

Psalm 25:7 Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions: according to Thy mercy remember Thou me for Thy goodness' sake, O Lord.

Isaiah 49:6 The Lord says, “I will give you as a light to the nations, that My salvation may reach to the end of the earth.”

1 Thessalonians 5:14 …encourage the disheartened, help the weak, be patient with everyone.

Zechariah 4:10 Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin,

Romans 13:10 Love does no wrong to a neighbor; therefore love is the fulfillment of the law.

Zechariah 4:6 'Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ says the Lord of hosts.

May you come to the Lord in desperate humility, but not reluctantly, eagerly pushing forward to be in the forefront of all, confessing your unworthiness of, and acknowledging your dependence on, His grace, repenting of your shortcomings and asking forgiveness of your failures, admitting your guilt but relying on His acceptance even as you petition for His forgetfulness, seeking life even though deserving of death, for the King is known to be merciful. 2 Samuel 19

May grace and forgiveness be more important to you, as it was to David, than retribution and revenge, as it was with the sons of Zeruiah, for meekness, strength in control, is the nature of Christ, but demonstration of power to make examples is the nature of the flesh. 2 Samuel 19

May the presence of the Lord be of more value to you than possessions, as the favor and company of David was to Mephibosheth. 2 Samuel 19

May you not compare your service with the service of others, as Judah and the tribes of Israel when bringing David back, but freely offer service to the Lord, as Barzillai did to David. 2 Samuel 19

May you be certain that when you are most at a loss of what to do, and understand that you have no ways or answers for where to go next, that in the time of your own personal weakness and fruitlessness, you will then be best prepared to see the truth of the Lord and hear His Words of life, receiving blessing, strength, and comfort from His presence and acceptance as you obey His directions and follow His leading. John 21

May you rejoice in the unity of God's Spirit that exists in the diversity of Christ's Body, for just as John first recognized Jesus on the shore, and Peter first reached Him from the boat, the others maintained the labor and brought the net's catch in with the vessels, each, in their difference of gifts and expressions, honoring Him Who created, shaped, and begifted them. John 21

May you follow the Lord in what He has for you without concern or thought for how He directs others. John 21

Remain ready, My child, and stay alert as you go out, even though you do not yet know where you are heading. Know, however, that you have not yet reached the city you are heading for, the place I have prepared for you. Rest easy in My promises, My faithful one, but keep your sword at hand and your cloak about you. Travel the way I lead you with confidence, but do not look for a place to put down roots, for there is not now any place without the uncleanness that brings painful destruction. Learn of Me in My Word, and hear of Me by My Spirit, not for the purpose of telling others what to do, but to walk out My truth and to experience My wisdom in your own life. As you make Me your Source, your Lord, your All, you will be instructing others by example, whom I have placed you in sight of, on the reality and practical expression of My grace, compassion, power, and mercy, which is available to them, as well. Since you are still in the process of laying hold of My prize, My calling, My purpose for your life, let go of all which lies behind, and keep stretching forward to reach that which I have shown you is waiting ahead. Make the preparation that My Spirit leads you to make, so that you may respond with alacrity and alertness when I send you forth, and give you assignments. Know, My willing one, that the old nature will always be present to battle against your willingness to follow My Spirit, and stay alert, prepared, forewarned, for in My Name, according to My Word, through the power of My Blood, as you yield to My Spirit, you will come off more than a conqueror.

May you call on the Lord in your distress, for He will answer you and save you from liars and deceitful people. Psalm 120

May you keep yourself from lies and deceit, for the Lord will suddenly punish those who continually love and constantly exercise a lying tongue with the piercingly-sharp arrows of heaven's judgment and the long-burning coals of God's anger. Psalm 120

May you find more value in wisdom than gold, and direct your efforts to gaining insight instead of silver. Proverbs 16:16

May you choose the path which upright and decent people follow, for it avoids and circumvents evil, and those who travel it safeguard their lives. Proverbs 16:17

#daily #blessings #prayers #scripture

3 notes · View notes

breadboylovin · 1 year ago

Note

28 :3

28: A description of the person I dislike the most

omg this question is JUICY. strap in yall im telling you guys the tale of the insane girl i liked in freshman year of high school whose antics landed me in therapy for like the past 4 years

under the cut cus idk how long this will get. also this is from this ask meme

okay so we met online thru the bts fandom. she lived 2 hours away from me and we had a 2 year age difference (i was 15 she was 17)

the first ?!!?!? thing about her was that she was writing like INSANE bts porn fanfic (and i mean insane like. everything she published had at least one ao3 content warning on it) despite being underage. i learned about this in like april 2018 but i was too head over heels for her to care. in june 2018 we finally met irl and went to a science museum and she told me about some of the insane shit she was writing IN THE FOOD COURT while i was trying to eat a shitty subway sandwich. like wow

anyway summer passes and we have a bunch of relationship drama. im not getting into it too much (ive talked enough about it in therapy LOL) but we didnt date, it was an unrequited love thing where she kinda just exploited me for validation cus she was super depressed. anyway at some point we start talking less but she sends me her tumblr discourse blog. and then in september 2018 i found out she blocked me from it so i checked why and SHE HAD TURNED INTO A FULL-ON TERF while pretending she was still cool with our basically all-trans friend group. so naturally i show everyone else and we kick her out of all our gcs. at some point after that she also detransitions (she was a trans guy before which was why i liked her. cus im gay)

so i dont talk to her at all after that because why would i. technically i sent her an apology for something that id fucked up on but that wasnt like... a normal friend conversation yknow. and i assumed that she had figured out that she fucked my whole shit up and i wanted nothing to do with her. but APPARENTLY NOT because in august 2019 i woke up one day with several messages from her on twitter where she was like "omg this new hurricane made me think of you (we both live in florida and this was when hurricane dorian hit us) ^___^ how have you been?? im doing so good im in [MY SISTER'S COLLEGE] for biology and having a great time"

needless to say i was flabbergasted. im pretty sure i had literally woken up from a nightmare ABOUT HER that day and now i had to deal with shaking with anxiety so bad that i could barely talk to my mom over breakfast. i initially tried to be nice and be like "haha wow i havent heard from you in a long time... ummmm if you see me on your campus while im visiting my sister please dont talk to me". but then i went to therapy that night and left mad as hell so the next day i told her off and was basically like "i want nothing to do with you and if you talk to me again ill throw rocks at you". and that was the last time i talked to her

last i heard about her online she had been run off of insane bts porn twitter for being a terf. then she started writing insane porn about figure skaters and got run off of THAT twitter circle too. i hope she never knows peace again god bless

#kenniffle #ask #please enjoy this storytime. im glad enough time has passed that i find most of this funny #i used to be so so wary when i was visiting my sister bc i wasnt sure what id do if i saw this girl again. but now im normal :-)

8 notes · View notes

littlemessyjessi · 7 months ago

Note

Happy solstice, darling! 💜💜💜

Hello dear!

Thank you so much!

A very happy solstice to you as well!

And since it is the celebration of the summer solstice and the longest day of the year.... I shall bless you with the sun himself!

Hoseokie the Sunshine Boy!

According to Google:

Litha, which falls on or around June 21st in the Northern Hemisphere, marks the longest day and shortest night of the year. It symbolizes the peak of the sun's power as it bathes the earth with abundant warmth and light. The word "Litha" itself is derived from the Anglo-Saxon word for "midsummer."

Now, I don't know about you but I can't think of a better icon for this day other than Hobisaurus ! I mean just look at him! The man is GLOWING!

That just might be the warmest person in the world!

When Hoseok enters a room, it is brighter.

When Hoseok enter a room, the energy is just better.

He doesn't even have to do anything. It's just warm and good and right. Even if he's having a tough day. Even if he's in a bad mood. A day with Hoseok in the world is automatically brighter and warmer. I just love it.

Now, according to a blog post I found on theseasonalsoul.com Litha is all about igniting your inner fire and the lovely author provided a few prompts. Because you were so nice to wish me a Happy Solstice I just thought we could have a mini witchy sesh.

Also, just checking but maybe, sort of, kind of...... would you want to make a cute little coven with me where we're super nice to each other and send good vibes? If not that's ok. If so, I love you and I hope something awesome happens to you today. Well, I still love you and wish something awesome happens but I wish it extra if you wanna be pretty witch bitch babes with me! just saying...

Now, on that blog there were a few questions.

What has your inner fire helped you accomplish this year?

Recount some moments where you felt really connected to that part of yourself.

Pause for a second and acknowledge that fierce fire inside of you. She never gets the acknowledgement she deserves. Yet, she is amazing. Tell her how awesome you think she is.

And because I'm clearly obsessing over Hoberto ... I'm gonna mix it up if you don't mind and tell you some things.

How has Hobi's fiery personality helped me?

Jung Hoseok is an electric person. Now, that can be in his excitable moments or his quiet moments but no matter what... the man has presence. When he walks into a room, you are AWARE of Hobi.

And he has duality for sure but no matter which side you get.... there is fire there. Whether it's raw power or sweet precious kindness... that is an enigmatic and electric quality to him.

And this mother fucker maintains all this in the face of adversity and while working his ass off!

Hobi taught me to recognize my own power and own that shit. Everyone has a fierceness to them. We just gotta figure out our own particular brand of Badass.

I appreciate the fuck out of that man for being a beacon of light and an inspiration to so many.

Jung Hoseok, you are specific type of impressive.

Thank you, Sunshine. You bring light to us all.

2. Recount a moment when I felt really connected to something about Hobi The Sunshine?

Well, to be completely honest I felt connected with Hobi early on because I learned that he faced so much criticism for his looks. Which is absolutely insane to me, by the way. Look at him. He's an angel or a God. I'm not really sure which. I'm not entirely sure Apollo himself hasn't decided to come to Earth again and join a band. But I can't prove it so.

But he faced a lot of that and I've faced plenty of it myself. I still have my doubts about myself. I get insecure.

Hobi taught me that it doesn't fucking matter what other people think of you. If you like you that's what matters.

And he taught me that I'm too pretty to care about what other people may or may not find attractive about me. I think I'm pretty. That's enough.

Hobi taught me self worth and he might not ever know it but I will be grateful to him until the day I die for that.

3. Take a little break and acknowledge that fierce fire inside of you. How has Hobi helped you be a little light in the world?

Hobi taught me that the best way of bringing light to others is by doing the best I can to be kind even when heifers be testing my patience.

That doesn't mean you have to let people run over you but it does mean that you don't have to be burned by them. Instead, take the flames they throw at you and use their heat to warm the earth where you planted your seeds. Use their hate to feed your positive moves and watch yourself grow into something miraculous.

What might start out as a humble seed might grow into a beautiful sunflower taller than all the rest!

He also taught me that I can be a sweet babygirl delicate pretty flower AND a fierce fire goddess because if he can do it then so can I!

Anyway, I hope you have a beautiful Summer Solstice and I love you! Have the best day ever, dear! I hope you enjoyed the pictures!

#jung hoseok #jhope #hobi #bts #happy solstice #summer solstice #litha #asks #thanks for writing in and i love you and i hope you have the best day ever #from a bts army to a bts army

5 notes · View notes

toastling · 7 months ago

Text

I just love disability pay.

For those who don't know, I recently underwent surgery, and have been out of work since January in the lead-up to said surgery dealing with multiple infections and abscesses and healing in preparation. When I got put on temporary disability, I was told I'm good through June 31st and can call if I ever needed an extension. But on Friday near the end of the business, day I get an e-mail saying actually I'm only good until the 16th, and also, if I need an extension, I have until the 11th to call them and let them know to get the paperwork e-mailed. I figure "Okay, that's fine, they've been operational 7 days a week for any questions or corrections these last 6 months", except, for extensions specifically, they only operate on week days. Now mind you they only told me any of this in a single e-mail at the last possible second at the end of a Friday, so, there was no chance I could call them and get the paperwork sent over to have my doctor fill out over the weekend. The 11th is Tuesday. Since they won't handle this particular thing on weekends, I have Monday and Monday alone to call up, get the paperwork, send that paperwork to my doctor, and then send it back to them for approval. There is almost No chance that the last two steps are going to be completed in the span of Monday alone, especially since the surgeon in charge of my case is only in the office near me on Tuesdays, and only before noon, which means I'm going to have to try and get said paperwork to him to be filled out on a day he isn't even in town and insist it's rushed as fast as possible or I'll miss the deadline I didn't know I had until yesterday. It's like, incredibly obvious it's set up this way intentionally because America really doesn't want you to stay alive if you're disabled, even only temporarily, but Jesus Christ dude.

What's more, I've been making an entire third less what I should have been this entire 6 month period, forced to get by on $100 a week, because the way they calculate disability in my state is based on my prior 4 weeks of work before going on medical leave.

But as it happens, since I was chronically ill and was getting sicker than ever more often than before, I'd just missed an entire month of work just before the infection and abscess that took me out pre-surgery these past 6 months.

I'd only been back to work for 3 weeks by the time I was forced to go on leave again, and because I'd been out for so long before that and my schedule is created 3 weeks in advance, my manager had to finagle things a lot to squeeze me onto the schedule at all for those 3 weeks, so I was working WAY fewer hours than I normally did, meaning I was making less money than I normally would. And because I didn't reach that 4 week benchmark, that is what my disability pay was calculated off of, not what I actually, normally make in a week.

I've kind of just Let That Go this entire time because I live with my family still, so thankfully I've been able to get by on 100 a week by focusing solely on the most essential stuff, namely my personal groceries, and my family has been carrying me with any other expenses along the way, including medical ones (my surgery and bowel infections have been covered by my insurance 100%, but my dental emergencies which have also been going on continuously since January have not), but man, the combination of all this is just. Incredibly frustrating.

It should not be this difficult to have surgery and not, under ordinary circumstances, end up on the street during recovery because I can't work for X amount of months, but, you know, greatest country on Earth and all that. God bless the American healthcare and social safety net systems.

As an aside though, for anybody with more experience being on temporary disability pay than me - do you think it would be possible for me to appeal and get the money I *should* have been making this entire time this late into my claim? Because with the dental bills in particular, it would be nice if I could get the last 24 weeks of that missing third of my rightful pay to get back in the black with my dentist.

I was told it's NY state regulations, the whole prior 4 weeks of work calculation thing, but I do have extenuating circumstances there that impacted my paycheck. But like, would that even matter to these people?

#Toast Talks #Disability #Chronic Illness #American Healthcare

2 notes · View notes

lettersfromeve · 7 months ago

Text

06.11.24 :)

hey b,

I wanted to ask you how have you been? Because today is June 11 and I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It’s my confession day! Today marks the 5th anniversary of my confession to you. It’s been half a decade, b! Can’t believe it’s been that long!

How come I still think of you? Why do I still wonder where you are? Why am I still hoping for you to send me a message when that clearly won’t happen anymore. Who am I ba for you to message me first? Ayaw mo naman sa akin. You never showed me that you like me. You’re just being kind to me because that’s who you are. You are a kind person. And I wanna tell you that I appreciate you being kind to me. Thank you, b.

Thank you for being so gentle with my feelings. Thank you for replying and not replying to me anymore. It’s set me free from you. Thank you. I still care about you but I am certain that I don’t wanna have a future with you anymore. I’m grateful for the connection that we had. I’m grateful for all the kilig moments I had with you. Those are my favorites. Thank you, b.

I’m so grateful for you. Even if we don’t talk anymore, I’m still rooting for you. I hope you get to be where you want to be. I hope the Lord keeps you safe always. I hope He blesses you and your dreams. I hope He gives you the desires of your heart.

I really hope you succeed in life, b. I hope you get to marry the love of your life who loves you as much as you love her. I hope the Lord blesses you with children because I remember you told me that you wanted to be a father. I hope your kids have your wit. I hope they have your cheeks because you have the cutest cheeks! It would be so cool if they get it from you. :)

I’m running out of words to say. I guess there’s nothing much left to say but I want to say I will always be grateful for the way you handled my feelings. Thank you for your kind words. Thank you so much!

I guess this is everything I wanted to say. I love you, b. This is my goodbye to you. Take care and keep safe. God bless you!

Until our paths cross again,

Eve :)

#letters #letting go #goodbye

1 note · View note

adrianna07blog · 2 years ago

Text

Read❗👀 Then decide what to do…

John Lennon (singer):

A few years ago, during an interview with an American magazine, he said: “Christianity will end, it will disappear. I shouldn't argue, I'm sure. God was all right, but his lessons were too easy! And today we are better known than he is" (1966).

Lennon, saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot to death. Tancredo Neves (President of Brazil): During the presidential campaign, he said that if he got 500,000 votes from his party, not even God could remove him from the presidency.

Sure, he got the votes, but he got sick the day before he became president and died.

Delo (composer, singer and Brazilian bisexual poet): During a program in Canechio (Rio de Janeiro), he smoked a cigarette, and, releasing the smoke into the air, he said: "God, this is for you."

He died at the age of 32 from lung cancer in terrible agony.

Producer TITANIC. After the Titanic was built, a reporter asked him, "How sure are you that the Titanic will float?"

In an ironic tone, he replied: "Even God can't sink it!" The result, I think you know. Everyone knows what happened to the Titanic.

Marilyn Monroe (actress) Billy Graham visited the actress during one of her shows. The man of God told her that the Spirit of God had sent him to preach his word. When she heard what the preacher was about to say, she said, "I don't need your Jesus."

A week later, she was found dead in her apartment.

Bon Scott (singer) Former AC/DC singer. In one of his songs from 1979 he sang: "Don't stop, I'll go to the end of the freeway to hell."

On February 19, 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, choking on his own vomit.

Campinas (in 2005). In Campinas (Brazil), a group of drunken young men stopped by for another girl…

The girl's mother, walking her to the car, was so worried about the drunkenness of young people that she said to her daughter, holding her hand: "My daughter, go with God and protect yourself." The girl replied: “Only if God is in the trunk, because there is no room in the car! It's already full…

A few hours later, news came that they had been involved in a fatal accident. Everyone was dead! The car was not identified, but, surprisingly, the trunk was intact.

The police say that the trunk could not remain in such a state! And yet, to their surprise, there was a box of eggs in the luggage compartment, and not a single egg was broken!

Christine Hewitt (Jamaican journalist and artist) said that the Bible (God's Word) is the worst book ever written.

In June 2006, she was found burned to death in her car.

Many people have forgotten that there is no other name that has been given as much authority as the name of God.

Many have died and are dying, but only God died and rose again, and he is still alive.

PS: If this was a joke, you would send it to everyone. Do you have the courage to send it?

I did my thing because Jesus said "If you were ashamed of me, I would be ashamed of you in front of my father." Share this message, don't break the chain, because God has already blessed you.

Is God a priority in your life?

If so, please send this message to as many people as possible.

If you like the devil, close this text!

But, if you love God, share it with your friends. I hope you read this very carefully, because it comes from the heart!

I'll tell you: something very good happened to me.

Today I received a message and when I started sending it I was stunned. Hope it works for you too!

Psalm 100: God saw your struggle. God says the end is near.

God says it will end soon. A blessing comes to you, if you believe in God, send it to at least 20 friends.

If you reject this, remember what GOD said: if you reject me among men, I will reject you before the Father.

This message is a blessing. Share it❗

☝Прочти❗👀 А там решай, что делать…

Джон Леннон (певец):

Несколько лет назад во время интервью американскому журналу он сказал: «Христианство закончится, оно исчезнет. Я не должен спорить, я уверен. С Богом всё было в порядке, но его уроки были слишком просты! И сегодня мы более известны, чем он»(1966).

Леннон, сказав, что Битлз более известны, чем Иисус Христос, был застрелен. Танкредо Невес (Президент Бразилии): Во время президентской кампании он сказал, что, если он получит 500 000 голосов от своей партии, даже Бог не сможет отстранить его от президентства.

Конечно, он получил голоса, но он заболел за день до того, как стал президентом и умер.

Дело (композитор, певец и бразильский бисексуальный поэт): Во время программы в Канечио (Рио-де-Жанейро), он курил сигарету, и, выпустив дым в воздух, сказал: «Бог, это для тебя».

Он умер в 32 года от рака лёгких в ужасных мучениях.

Производитель ТИТАНИКА. После того, как Титаник был построен, репортер спросил его: «Насколько ты уверен, что Титаник будет плавать?»

Ироничным тоном он ответил: «Даже Бог не сможет потопить его!» Результат, я думаю, вы знаете. Все знают, что случилось с Титаником.

Мэрилин Монро (актриса). Билли Грэм посетил актрису во время одного из её шоу. Человек Божий сказал ей, что Дух Божий послал его проповедовать своё слово. Когда она услышала, что собирался сказать проповедник, она сказала: «Мне не нужен твой Иисус».

Через неделю она была найдена мёртвой в своей квартире.

Бон Скотт (певец). Бывший певец AC / DC. В одной из своих песен 1979 года он пел: «Не останавливайся, я пойду до конца по автостраде в ад».

19 февраля 1980 года Бон Скотт был найден мёртвым, задохнувшимся от собственной рвоты.

Кампинас (в 2005 году). В Кампинасе (Бразилия) группа пьяных молодых людей заехала ещё за одной девушкой…

Мать девушки, провожая её до машины, так волновалась из-за пьянства молодых людей, что сказала своей дочери, держа её за руку: «Дочь моя, иди с Богом и защити себя». Девушкаа ответила: «Только, если Бог в багажнике, потому что в автомобиле нет места! Он уже полон»…

Спустя несколько часов пришло известие о том, что они попали в аварию со смертельным исходом. Все были мертвы! Автомобиль не был опознан, но, что удивительно, багажник был цел.

Полицейские говорят, что в таком состоянии багажник не мог остаться! И ещё, к их удивлению, в багажном отделении лежала коробка с яйцами, и ни одно яйцо не было разбито!

Кристин Хьюитт (ямайская журналистка и художница) сказала, что Библия (Слово Божье) - худшая книга, когда-либо написанная.

В июне 2006 года она была найдена сгоревшей в своем автомобиле.

Многие люди забыли, что нет другого имени, которому было бы дано столько авторитета, как имени Бога.

Многие умерли и умирают, но только Бог умер и воскрес, и он все еще жив.

PS: Если бы это была шутка, вы бы отправили её всем. Хватит ли у вас смелости отправить это?

Я сделал свое дело, потому что Иисус сказал: «Если бы тебе было стыдно за меня, мне было бы стыдно за тебя перед моим отцом». Поделитесь этим посланием, не разрывайте цепь, потому что Бог уже благословил вас.

Является ли Бог приоритетом в вашей жизни?

Если это так, то отправьте это сообщение как можно большему числу людей.

Если вам нравится дьявол, закройте этот текст!

Но, если вы любите Бога, поделитесь им со своими друзьями. Надеюсь, вы прочитали это очень внимательно, потому что это исходит из сердца!

Я расскажу тебе: со мной случилось что-то очень хорошее.

Сегодня я получил сообщение, и когда я начал его отправлять, я был ошеломлен. Надеюсь, это работает и для вас!

Псалом 100: Бог видел твою борьбу. Бог говорит, что близится конец.

Бог говорит, что это скоро кончится. Благословение приходит к вам, если вы верите в Бога, отправьте его как минимум 20 друзьям.

Если вы отвергаете это, помните, что БОГу сказал: если вы откажетесь от меня среди людей, я откажу вам перед Отцом.

Это сообщение является благословением. Поделитесь им❗

#twitter #tumbr #linstagram #avito #ebay #yandex #facebook #whatsap #google #fashionicq #skype #dailymail #nytimes i_love_ny #cnn #BBC #Breaking #World #brk

3 notes · View notes

roman-catholic-mass-readings · 2 years ago

Text

29th June >> Mass Readings (Except USA)

Feast of Saints Peter and Paul, Apostles

(Liturgical Colour: Red: A (1))

First Reading Acts of the Apostles 12:1-11 'Now I know the Lord really did save me from Herod'.

King Herod started persecuting certain members of the Church. He beheaded James the brother of John, and when he saw that this pleased the Jews he decided to arrest Peter as well. This was during the days of Unleavened Bread, and he put Peter in prison, assigning four squads of four soldiers each to guard him in turns. Herod meant to try Peter in public after the end of Passover week. All the time Peter was under guard the Church prayed to God for him unremittingly.

On the night before Herod was to try him, Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, fastened with double chains, while guards kept watch at the main entrance to the prison. Then suddenly the angel of the Lord stood there, and the cell was filled with light. He tapped Peter on the side and woke him. ‘Get up!’ he said ‘Hurry!’ – and the chains fell from his hands. The angel then said, ‘Put on your belt and sandals.’ After he had done this, the angel next said, ‘Wrap your cloak round you and follow me.’ Peter followed him, but had no idea that what the angel did was all happening in reality; he thought he was seeing a vision. They passed through two guard posts one after the other, and reached the iron gate leading to the city. This opened of its own accord; they went through it and had walked the whole length of one street when suddenly the angel left him. It was only then that Peter came to himself. ‘Now I know it is all true’ he said. ‘The Lord really did send his angel and has saved me from Herod and from all that the Jewish people were so certain would happen to me.’

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 33(34):2-9