#gospel wallpaper

[wp4per]

✝️ Jesus wallpaper.

[princesadejesus16]

2 Corinthians 12:9–10  NIV

9 But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Wallpaper/Image. (This is something I made in canva with oficial images of the anime.)

[iliketigers]

[last-grand-duchess-of-russia]

Beyond, and modestly subsidiary to the tsarevich's larger apart ments - just as its occupants had been secondary to him in the eyes of the nation - were the bedrooms, classroom, dining and reception rooms of his four older sisters: Olga, Tatiana, Maria and Anastasia Their light and spacious bedrooms were furnished with simple ivory-painted and polished lemonwood furniture and English chintz fabric curtains. A stencilled frieze of pink roses and bronze butter flies above pink coloured wallpaper had been chosen by the younger sisters Maria and Anastasia For Olga and Tatiana, the frieze was of convolvulus flowers and brown dragonflies. On the girls' matching dressing tables there was still a scattering of boxes, jewellery cases, manicure sets, combs and brushes - just as they had left them. Elsewhere, on their writing tables, were piles of their exercise books with multicoloured covers, and in profusion on every surface, framed photographs of family and friends. Yet in the midst of so much typical, girlish ephemera, one could not fail to notice the presence everywhere in the sisters' rooms of icons and popular religious prints and pictures. By their bedsides there were gospels and prayer books, crosses and candles - rather than the usual clutter one might expect to find.

Rappaport, Helen. The Romanov Sisters: The Lost Lives of the Daughters of Nicholas and Alexandra. United States: St. Martin's Publishing Group, 2014.

1st photo of Maria and Anastasia Romanov's bedroom, 2nd photo of Olga and Tatiana's bedroom by Alexander Palace Time Machine

[jcdas-a]

hamish linklater. cis man. he/him. ⸻ i saw JUDAH PREAKER around THE FOREST, you know? the FORTY-FIVE year old that was driving from HARLAN, KENTUCKY when they saw the tree on the road. JUDE has been here for FIFTEEN YEARS��and i think they were A GRIFTER before they got stuck in the town. with the way things are now, they are struggling to maintain a sense of normalcy and seek a way out without losing themselves or dying. lets hope you at least survive the night on their own.

 DO NOT PRAY ANYMORE; THE SKY IS DEAF.

full name    judah caelan preaker nickname(s)    jude, judd, father ( per his priesthood ) age   forty-five gender identity    cis man orientation    repressed bisexual place of birth    harlan, kentucky date of birth   september 14 faceclaim    hamish linklater

former occupation career grifter positive traits   benevolent, cogent, steadfast negative traits   pious, headstrong, misguided moral alignment  chaotic neutral parallels preston teagardin (the devil all the time), the priest (fleabag), john pruitt (midnight mass), sam foster (stay) current residency    the town current occupation priest ( some meld between catholic with evangelical christian tendencies )

BIOGRAPHY tw for the following content: religious trauma, forced drowning, child abuse/abandonment, mentions of alcohol & mental illness.

you were an odd child, born to a peculiar family that lived in a little yellow house on the edge of a bluebonnet field. for years, these hues of pallid yellow and lavender paint your life━though they only paled as the years marched onward. your hometown is one that’s never felt quite new, rather, there’s always been a tinge of the past. like that old mining town, you were run down sooner than you knew.

the sacred walls of your little yellow house are where you’d tell your first lies. crosses nailed in each room, wallpaper cracking with temperature and peeling away at the edges. you spent your childhood wondering if it was always like this. soil-covered hands pressed together, you would pray for the unfortunate children down the road who’d just lost their gran. god, you would say, but you knew you were speaking to your father. the shadow in the door frame that stood in that small creak of light, a lean figure stretches out as if you did not see him there. oh, please bring them good graces in this time. let you take the pain from their shoulders. learning to be a ghost in your own home.

taught to behave like a young man ought to, taught to take the deer by the antlers but not to look it in the eyes. you knew only to pray for others, only to care for the world around you, rather than the bruises on your back, or the grazes on your knees━or you mother who left when you were too young to know. the woman who since lived with her new husband, and kids━leaving you and your siblings with him.

you're just a child that first time pa takes you and you watched him wash the sinners clean. you watched them cry out hallelujah and praise jesus, praise your pa. it was your pa’s hands on them, not god’s. pa tells you that god is in you too, and this will be the first and last time a reflection you recognize ripples across the water. 

god is in you, boy. so you let your father take you to the water’s edge again once you were a bit older. you can still hear the hum of the hymnals even now. do you hear the word of god? have you believed another gospel? pa plunged you, washes you of the sins not committed at your hand, but rather, those of your mother. because if she could not be there, you would take her place. shoved beneath the frigid surface by the hands of your pa, under the guise that god made him do it, sending his own son thrashing like some wild thing your pa once claimed he could tame.

your father considers it only a miracle of god that you hadn’t drowned that day. you returned to your siblings, sopping wet on the porch of the little yellow house with the peeling wallpaper. you begin to pick at it when no one was looking, chipping away the watery gray floral print to unveil the wood paneling beneath it. life is stripped of its color but at least you're not alone in this suffering. not that it makes it any better that your siblings are subject to your father’s delusions. it stays like this for a long while. seeing your little sister off to the schoolhouse each morning, and making a point of not eyeing the brown and green glass bottles that she would string up on the tree in the front yard like liquor store wind chimes.

now ... your father wasn’t the man you thought him to be. when you're alone you consider that maybe he was always like this and that you were the last to realize, the last one to find complacency in your disillusionment. and while you very well make it out of harlan alive, you only last a short while before you find yourself betwixt in what you've only known to refer to as purgatory. you look a whole lot like pa these days, wearing black & looking like death incarnate, yet you’ve always got a hymnal tucked into the side of your cheek.  through all the wretchedness,  you are still holy;  from where you’re standing at least.  after all no monster would ever deem itself as such,  this town has turned you inside out,  sure,  but it has also granted you something your life before couldn't: freedom. 

[warscorned-a]

                              I  FORGOT  SOFTNESS  /  BECAUSE IT  DID  NOT  SERVE  ME.  

NICKNAME(S)   baz,  probably  won’t  answer  to  any  others.  ZODIAC   scorpio  AGE  /  D.O.B.   thirty6,  november  20th.  PLACE  OF  BIRTH   redacted,  only  alluded  to  the  rural  english  countryside. GENDER  /  PRONOUNS   cis  man,  he / him  ORIENTATION   repressed  bisexual OCCUPATION   sergeant  for  the  london  metropolitan  police   &   bodyguard  of  the  prime  minister.

PARALLELS   lenny  bruce  ( marvelous  mrs.  maisel ),   paul  spector  ( the  fall ),   harry  hart  ( kingsman:  the  secret  service )

POSITIVE  TRAITS   independent,  ambitious,  imaginative,  competitive,  reliable. NEGATIVE  TRAITS   enigmatic,  nihilistic,  domineering,  perfectionistic,  penitent.

BIOGRAPHY.

TRIGGER  WARNINGS    emotional / physic abuse,  religious  trauma,  drowning,  violence,  gun  use,  mentions  of  war,  mentions  of  ptsd.

TL;DR    rural  british  evangelical - raised  boy  does  what  he  knows  how  and  bows  to  the  hand  that  feeds  until  it  ultimately  strikes  him  down.   and  still,  he  becomes  theirs  to  command:   one  of  their  finest  assets  even  though  he’s  nothing  more  than  a  finger  on  the  triggered.   marred  by  war,   this  man  now  stands  to  atone  for  what  he  could  not  previously  protect.

OUR  FATHER  WHO  ART  IN  HEAVEN

the  dusty  nowhere  surrounding  hartlepool  is  where  you  grew  up,   a  wooded  edge  that  kisses  right  up  against  town  and  teeters  on  shire  lines.   you  were  an  odd  child,   born  to  a  peculiar  family  that  lived  in  a  little  yellow  house  on  the  edge  of  a  bluebonnet  field.   for  years,   these  hues  of  pallid  yellow  and  lavender  paint  your  life ━ though  they  only  paled  as  the  years  marched  onward.   your  hometown  is  one  that’s  never  felt  quite  new,   rather,   there’s  always  been  a  tinge  of  the  past.   like  this  old  mining  town,   you  were  run  down  sooner  than  you  knew.

the  sacred  walls  of  his  little  yellow  house  are  where  you’d  tell  your  first  lies.   crosses  nailed  in  each  room,   wallpaper  cracking  with  temperature  and  peeling  away  at  the  edges.   you  spent  your  childhood  wondering  if  it  was  always  like  this.   soil-covered  hands  pressed  together,   you  would  pray  for  the  unfortunate  children  down  the  road  who’d  just  lost  their  gran.   god,   you  would  say,   but  you  knew  you  were  speaking  to  your  father.   the  shadow  in  the  door  frame  that  stood  in  that  small  creak  of  light,   a  lean  figure  stretches  out  as  if  you  did  not  see  him  there.   oh,   please  bring  them  good  graces  in  this  time.   let  you  take  the  pain  from  their  shoulders.   learning  to  be  a  ghost  in  your  own  home.

taught  to  behave  like  a  young  man  ought  to,   you  are  taught  to  take  the  deer  by  the  antlers  but  not  to  look  it  in  the  eyes.   you  knew  only  to  pray  for  others,   only  to  care  for  the  world  around  you,   rather  than  the  bruises  on  your  back,   or  the  grazes  on  your  knees ━ or  your  mother  who  left  when  you  were  too  young  to  know.   the  woman  who  now  lives  with  her  new  husband,   and  kids ━ leaving  you  and  your  brother  with  him.

you  were  just  a  child  that  first  time  pa  took  you  and  you  watched  him  wash  the  old  town  sinners  clean.   you  watched  them  cry  out  hallelujah  and  praise  jesus,   praise  your  pa.   it  was  your  pa’s  hands  on  them,   not  god’s.   pa  tells  you  that  god  is  in  you  too,  but  this  will  be  the  first  and  last  time  a  reflection  you  recognized  would  ripple  across  the  water.  

OUR  FATHER  WHO  ART  BURIED  IN  THE  YARD

god  is  in  you,  boy.   so  you  let  pa  take  you  to  the  water’s  edge  again  once  you  were  a  bit  older.   you  can  still  hear  the  hum  of  the  hymnals  even  now.   do  you  hear  the  word  of  god?   have  you  believed  another  gospel?   you’re  like  an  angel  fallen  in  the  dirt,   something  out  of  place  prickling  beneath  all  the  holiness.   you  looked  just  like  the  woman  your  pa  hated  most,   and  this  would  be  the  sin  for  which  only  you  could  attest.   so  pa  plunges  you,   washes  you  of  the  sins  not  committed  at  your  hand,   but  rather,   those  of  your  mother.   because  if  she  could  not  be  here,   you  would  take  her  place.   shoved  beneath  the  frigid  surface  by  the  hands  of  your  pa,   under  the  guise  that  god  made  him  do  it,   sending  his  own  son  thrashing  like  some  wild  thing  your  pa  once  claimed  he  could  tame.

he  considers  it  only  a  miracle  of  god  that  you  hadn’t  drowned  that  day.   you  were  returned  to  your  siblings,   sopping  wet  on  the  porch  of  the  little  yellow  house  with  the  peeling  wallpaper.   you  begin  to  pick  at  it  when  no  one  was  looking,   chipping  away  the  watery  gray  floral  print  to  unveil  the  wood  paneling  beneath  it.   life  is  stripped  of  its  color  but  at  least  you  were  not  alone  in  your  suffering.   not  that  it  makes  it  any  better  that  your  brother  is  subject  to  your  father’s  delusions.  

it  stays  like  this  for  a  long  while.   seeing  your  little  brother  off  to  school  each  morning,   and  making  a  point  of  not  eyeing  the  brown  and  green  glass  bottles  that  he  strings  up  on  the  tree  in  the  front  yard  like  liquor  store  wind  chimes.   your  father  isn’t  the  man  you  thought  him  to  be.   you  consider  that  maybe  he  was  always  like  this  and  that  you  were  the  last  to  realize,   the  last  one  to  find  complacency  in  his  disillusionment.   and  that  only  makes  it  worse  so  he  pledge  that  one  day  you’d  leave  that  little  yellow  house.   that  you  would  rebuild  himself  like  an  old  factory  town  and  come  back  two  times  better  than  before.   had  only  you’d  known  you  would  always  be  that  odd  little  boy,  with  the  odd  family  in  the  yellow  house  on  the  edge  of  town.

your  brother  is  the  first  to  leave,   and  there’s  nothing  left  in  a  town  that  wasn’t  made  for  staying  so  you  follow  him.   you  pledge  yourselves  to  manmade  horrors,  trading  one  ghost  for  another  if  it  meant  the  cause  you  had  served  was  deemed  more  righteous  than  the  last.   had  only  you’d  known  that  it  would  be  another  thing  to  sever  you.   you  soar  ranks,   spit  out  commands  like  a  morning  prayer  even  when  things  had  become  everything  but  what  you  wanted.   you  were  no  longer  fighting  the  good,  noble  war ━ you,  and  again  your  brother ━ were  the  casualties.   

HEADCANONS.

served  in  the  british  military  &  was  permitted  leave  after  10  yrs;  swiftly  arose  in  ranking  for  his  aim  as  a  sharpshooter.   called  for  leave  following  his  brother’s  passing  and  has  since  been  passed  up  with  several  (  theorized  black  ops  )  agencies.

indecent  and  irritable  but  also  charming  and  a  great  believer  that  perhaps  there  is  still  some  goodness  left  in  him.

never  quite  returned  home  following  his  service,  worked  in  veteran  affairs  in  bristol  intermittantly  before  finding  placement  at  the  police  academy  in  london.

third  bodyguard  personally  contracted  to  look  after  the  prime  minister  since  his  appointment   &   just  wants  to  do  his  fucking  job  no  matter  how  much  he  sorta  hates  it.

the  brother  who  had  the  privelege  of  becoming  prodigal.   his  brother  died  in  the  line  of  fire,   and  though  not  entirely  unscathed,   baz  was  the  one  to  escape  with  a  life  he  was  never  truly  able  to  wholly  return  to.

avid  wine  lover,  doesn’t  drink  much  outside  of  classical  swills.  keeps  the  cork  from  every  finished  bottle   &   has  red  wine  with  almost  every  meal  off  duty.

reconnected  with  his  mom  following  his  brother’s  passing  and  has  since  maintained  loose  contact  with  her.

studied  briefly  at  the  university  of  bristol,  majoring  in  art  history  with  a  concentration  in  architecture.

undiagnosed  tinnitus  from  direct  exposure  to  an  implosion  on  the  battlefield;   can  indirectly  trigger  ptsd  episodes.

a  shadow  that  serves  a  purpose:   sworn  to  protect  and  willing  to  die  by  the  gun  he  lives  by  if  it  means  no  harm  is  inflicted  upon  who  he  was  made  to  protect;   though  this  was  not  his  initial  sentiment.

WANTED.

coming  soon.

[biglisbonnews]

Terri Joe Isn't Iconic, She's Psyiconic In 2022, TikTok found its unlikely host: a “devout Christian, Caucasian, heterosexual woman” by the name of Terri Joe. Even though Terri Joe found fame and notoriety on the platform, she was not too pleased with what she saw there. TikTok, after all, is overwhelmed by a constant flow of foolishness: Fleeting trends, trauma dumps, the whole world in synchronous and embarrassing choreo. Terri Joe was there to wake the TikTok community up from its sinful, silly slumber. Sitting coolly in front of her shabby floral wallpaper, adorned with not much more than a wig and a glare, Terri Joe goes on TikTok Live roughly between 10 PM and 2 AM CET, usually four days per week. Don’t worry if you miss it live, though. A dedicated community of stans watches every stream and posts all the best moments for posterity — highlights that largely consist of Terri Joe decrying the many “hommasexyuhs” (see: gays) who torment her. Clips from Terri Joe's Lives with Madonna, Doja Cat, Hunter Schafer and other celebrities have helped turn Terri Joe into a perennial meme and catch the eyes of everyone from Ziwe to Lizzo. But even as her brushes with the rich and famous have supercharged her ascent, it’s Terri Joe herself who’s the main attraction. Whether she’s talking to Bob The Drag Queen or a giddy normie, all who enter a Terri Joe Live receive the same treatment: a southern belle’s righteous flogging, interrupted only momentarily by the slight quiver of her lip before she finally breaks character. Keeling over to the corner of the screen, Terri Joe lets out one cathartic laugh before she returns to form. Related | Met Gal Behavior With Hal BaddieTerri Joe is no true preacher’s daughter. She spawns from the mind of Kelon, a shy, bubbly 27-year-old hailing from Houston. Kelon worked in tech before going viral on TikTok, but now he’s a full-time internet personality with more than a million followers on his main account @_psyiconic. And while Terri Joe is his most famous character, you can also find him on Live as Terri Joe's cousin Jeorgia Peach, an LA party girl perpetually blessed with a neon pink glow, or as her doppelganger Amethyst Jade, a goth girl vampire currently haunting Salem, Massachusetts.PAPER talked to Kelon about life before TikTok superstardom, the mechanics of the improv and the method behind the madness — one that appears to be refreshingly unmethodical. The “Terri-verse,” as fans have dubbed Terri Joe’s cinematic realm, is sprawling and complex, but it truly is created “on the fly.” In fact, Kelon doesn’t even think about the Lives during the day. When he goes on Live, he “blacks out” and lets the story flow. Nothing, not even the most absurd interaction, seems to faze him, let alone his interfacing with superstars.Which is probably why the whole thing proves so consistently thrilling. In an era overrun by hyper-strategic influencers and “content creators,” maybe the most genuine thing you can be is a person in a wig with a haphazard knowledge of the Gospel and an unflinching commitment to the bit.Welcome to the Terri-verse. Like our own, it’s ever-expanding.Describe the first time you went on TikTok Live. Were you in character?I have no clue. I started going Live while I was working for this little tech startup job and it was annoying as hell. So it came from me needing an outlet. It was something fun to do after I got out of work. And I'm not even that kind of person. It’s not in my personality to be happy on camera and be doing dumb stuff. Well, I guess it is now. But even right now, like [this Zoom interview] is awkward for me. Not because of you or anything. I just feel awkward because being on camera is weird. But when it's Terri, it’s different, because it's not me. So I really don't remember how I started going on Live. I just decided to do it and then it all snowballed from there. So did the Lives start with Terri? Did you already have the character developed? It wasn't really Terri per se. It was just me in a wig and clothes that I perceived as more feminine. And it was just me talking to people. I was talking in a normal voice and everything. But I never gave the person I was portraying a name until a little bit later. Did you know starting out that this character you were portraying would be a conservative Christian and homophobic?[Laughs] It actually didn’t start off with Terri, but with Jeorgia Peach. It started with that background and with me talking to random people and saying the most random things. And then one day I decided it would be funny to just throw on a grandma costume that I had and a raggedy wig and just go on Live. I think I was loosely basing it off of a character from my favorite TV show True Blood. So I was like, “Yeah, I'm a Christian.” And I think I just was randomly blurting out stuff like I usually do. And it just stuck.Did you ever know anyone in your real life who had those beliefs? No, literally no one in my life is like that. My parents and family members are religious and believe in God, but none of them are devout Christians. They don't go to church every day. I've never met a person like that actually, so I don’t even know where that came from. ​When you started going on Live, did you immediately know that this was something special and would take over your life? I don't even think I’ve even processed that to this day. I didn't expect anything. I never expect anything in life. But I didn’t think this would go as far as it did. I was just turning on the camera and being dumb and people loved it. And then they wanted more. And then they started supporting me financially to be able to do this full-time. That I would say is the biggest impact that this has had on my life. I don’t have to work a “real job,” which I hated. I hated working. So that was the most impactful thing that came from this. When you realized that this could be your professional work, did that change how you acted on live or thought about it? Did it make you more strategic?No. [Laughs] When I do interviews, I feel like people expect me to be more calculated with what I'm doing, but it's not like that. Everything happens on the fly. Everything is spontaneous. Nothing I ever did was thought out at all. It just happens. I think of it as like improv. And I think that's why people enjoy it. They like the unexpected.Terri Joe and all your characters have had some pretty dramatic storylines develop. Are those also spontaneous?Yeah, nothing is planned. I don’t even think about it at all during the day, because I usually go Live late at night. Even the kidnapping things or the stuff about Terri’s dad dying. Everything happens either on the spot or right before. Right before the Live I’m like, “What can I say when I start this live?"What about with some of the people who you go on live with often and have storylines with, like Tyler who Terri “dated” for some time, or Patty Puffs? Do you ever reach out to them offline?I do talk with the people I go on Live regularly with. They’re my friends. We have each other's numbers. We talk through DMs on Instagram, but we never talk about the Lives and say what we're gonna do. It just happens on the spot.Did you spend a lot of time online? Online wasn't even a thing when I was a kid. I spent most of my time watching TV like Disney Channel. I’m 27 years old, so I didn't get my first phone ‘til I was in the 12th grade. I was not really ever on the internet like that. I was really just sitting in front of the TV and watching Disney Channel most of the time, mostly That's So Raven, which I attribute to the things that I'm doing — like character work. [Raven Symoné] would do that all the time: play random characters and do the most random things.What was your life like before going viral?It was almost the same, to be honest. I don't really do extravagant things. Just like hanging with friends on days that I wasn't working. Getting drunk. Basically just doing the normal things that people do.The only difference is that I was actually working a normal job, which was excruciatingly painful for me. I mean it was fine, because the job was not even that hard. It was just driving around in a car, but it got very boring and tedious because you could only drive like 15 miles per hour. You couldn't look in any direction but forward. I was still going Live while having a job, but I noticed that I started getting [TikTok] “gifts” from people and the gifts could be transferred to cash. The money was like the same amount or more than I was making at my eight-hour job. So I was like, Why would I be working? I just quit the same day, no two-weeks notice. I was just like, “Okay, bye.” I took that leap of faith. And the gift money is very fickle. But I just trusted that it would work out. And it did. Were your friends and family surprised by this life pivot? I wouldn’t say they were surprised, because they've always been urging me and encouraging me to do social media things. I would always be like, “That would be so easy for me to do because I’m so likable and people love me.” [Laughs] I’m just kidding. I just felt like it would be like a fun thing to do. I would always be telling everybody growing up that I was gonna be famous one day. And then it happened. And I've said it so much that they were not shocked at all. They were more like, “Okay, you said you're gonna do it and you did it. And that's that.” They ask about it sometimes, but it's just like another job to them honestly. So you weren't an influencer before? Not really. No. I don't remember the last time I posted on Instagram. Like it was in 2016. And I rarely used any other apps. I watched people, but I never really posted, which is why I'm saying this, now, is so out of the ordinary for me. It’s interesting that you always knew you could be big on social media, even though you weren't really on social media yourself.It was more so famous. I wasn't saying I was gonna be a social media influencer at all. It was just that I was gonna be someone.Did you have a vision of who that person would be?No, actually. I just knew it would happen. Once, when I was in middle school, I had a substitute teacher. She was doing roll call and she stopped at my name. She paused and looked at me and she was like, “You're gonna be famous one day.” And I was like, “Okay?” Sometimes I think about that and I’m like, Was she psychic or something?I've always felt like that. I think most kids think, I want to be like an actor. I want to be on the Disney Channel. I want to be like all these other celebrities. I just had that in the back of my head. And I kind of manifested it.TikTok is where your work happens. But the clips are all over Twitter and the internet. Do you remember when you started realizing that your characters were having a life outside of TikTok? Yeah, I started getting texts from my cousins and other friends who were like, “Is this you?” They were sending me videos of me on Twitter. And I was like, “Wait, what?” I literally didn't even have a Twitter. I have Twitter now, but I don't ever use it because I really don't know how to use it.People would send me videos that were posted or reposted on there. And then people in the comments were like, “Who is this? Where can I find this person? This person is so funny.” And then I saw my Reddit, and all kinds of crazy things. I still don’t understand it, to be honest.Have you spent any time on your Reddit board?No, I'm scared. I don't even know what Reddit is. I didn't even have an account. One of my friends tells me what he sees on it. But I never looked at it for myself. I just made a Discord because my fans made a Discord [server] for me. And I was not in it for the longest time, but then I went in there and was just seeing what they were talking about, which actually is kind of a secret because I don't want them to know that I'm in it, but I am. You periodically get banned from TikTok. Do you understand why?I know exactly why. [Laughs] I mean, it makes sense. I'm never upset about it. I say the most outlandish things. I say very crude things and very sexual things all the time. So it makes a lot of sense that they ban me every time I go live. It comes with the territory. That's why I have like eight accounts. When I get banned, I just hop to the other accounts.You're such a staple of TikTok, though. You would think that TikTok would want to keep you happy. Has anyone from TikTok reached out? Yeah, I have a TikTok Live manager or point person. She works [at TikTok] and she talks to me about the Lives sometimes. But we never talked about me being exempt from being banned because it wouldn’t be fair. I do violate the community guidelines, and if they do it for me, they have to do it for other people, too. So I don't really mind.Your interviews with celebrities helped to bring your work to the wider world. What was the first one? And how did you start going on Live with more celebrities? I think Doja Cat was the first celebrity I went Live with. I was just on Live one night and that’s when I was literally having like 2,000 people on my Live. People were commenting, “Doja Cat is here!” And I was like, “Yeah, sure. And I'm Beyoncé.”I thought they were lying, but then I saw her commenting, and I was like, “Wait, what?” So then I just added her to the Live and when I added her, her following came to the Live and they were watching us interact with each other. And then she joined again a few more times. That's where it snowballed, because her following came to me and they enjoyed our interactions together. And then they posted it everywhere, and then others slowly saw it and were like, This person is funny. I want to go Live with him as well. Or that’s what I assume, because I don't really have any contact with any of them beforehand. They just show up and I add them.Were you nervous when you first got on camera with Doja Cat?Yeah, the first time I was, because I was like, Wait, this is literally Doja Cat and she's here. But I wanted her to have the experience that she was looking for, which was just going back and forth, the banter. I didn’t want to be like, “‘Oh my God Doja Cat!” the whole entire time and be annoying. And I honestly don't even see celebrities like that. I'm not a fanboy type of person. They're just people. I may like their music. I may like their work, but I'm not going to attack them. And I think they enjoy that aspect as well.Was there a celebrity who you had an especially good time with and you felt like really got it?Doja Cat. She just likes to talk. She says crazy things, too. The back-and-forth just works. I don't ever feel like there's a moment where I'm trying to force the conversation with her and force it to work, you know? It doesn't feel like work. It just flows. I was so gagged when Madonna did poppers on camera with you.Yeah. I thought that was so funny because I was like, “Wait, what?” I saw her while she was doing it and I was like, “Wait, are you literally doing poppers on Live like, what is this?” And the fact that she didn't get banned for that was hilarious. Yeah, that was amazing.One of my favorite things about the Terri character especially is it seems like she knows every lyric of every song ever. Is music really important to you?I wouldn't say that it's that important, but I do like music. If you notice, there's a running theme with what I say. I do enjoy things, but I don't really delve that far into it. I do enjoy music, but I think what people are intrigued by is the music that I'm singing. I'm interested in all kinds of music, almost every genre. So I feel like that's where people are like, “Wait, how do you know these random songs? It doesn't make sense.” But I've always been like that. I've always listened to the weirdest music. Or not weird, but eclectic.​You’re always singing Lana. It’s my favorite part of your Lives because it’s such a dramatic and funny juxtaposition with Terri, who’s usually more uptight. Are you not a real-life Lana stan then? Oh, yeah, for sure. With Lana, I know every single one of her songs and I know them all by heart. I was just playing a game with my friend where I guess the song they're playing when they’re shuffling through all of her discography. It was like two seconds of them playing a Lana song and I could guess which song it was. Yeah, I’m a really big fan of hers. But I'm not like a “stan” person. I don't even know when her new album will come out. But I know that she is coming out with another album, and I will be listening to it. But I'm not looking for it and searching for it.Do you dream of interviewing her? No. [Laughs] I want to, sure, but I'm not like, “I need that to happen.” Actually one of my followers is friends with her and she showed [Lana] my videos. And she was filming her. I don't remember what she said. I don't think she said anything. She was just laughing. But yeah, I would love to go Live with her one day if that was possible. But if it doesn't, that's fine as well. So you don't have a dream interview? You don't think about that? No.Most people you go Live with are just random people, and most of the interactions are pretty surreal. I was on one a few weeks ago where some guy kept asking to marry Jeorgia. Lately, I don't even remember. I just black out whenever I go Live. So people will tell me, “Oh, this one was so funny.” And I'm like, “That happened?” So nothing pops up in your mind from one of your Lives that is particularly crazy or memorable? Well, I do have one I just thought of right now, but it's not safe for work at all. But there was one time I went Live with this guy and he was wearing gym shorts and nothing under. And he was jumping around. I'm sure you can deduce what was happening while that was happening.Yeah, people can get pretty wild on your Lives. I guess they have an expectation of what the experience is going to be like, and they come in with a certain energy? Yeah, I think it's just that most of the people have never seen me before, but when I click to add their Lives, they can see how many people are in my Live. I think that's where that energy comes from. They’re like, “I have to be crazy. I have to get these people to like me. I have to have this be a funny or shocking thing.” I think that's where it comes from.Do you have an internal sense of how to keep things entertaining? Is there a signal that’s like, “Okay, it's time to move on or this isn't working?”It's only when I get bored. When I get bored from talking to a person, I'm just like, “Okay, bye,” and just go on to the next one. You can see it in the comments as well. People are like, “Next!” So I’ll be like, “Let's do a battle.” I'm like, “Want to do a battle?” and I just end the Live, because they think I'm going to press the button to do a battle, but I'm actually ending it with that. I feel like that's the least awkward way to end the Live. So now that's been a signal from the comments to me. They're like, “Battle! Battle!” But I don’t really listen to them most of the time. If I still want to talk to the person, I'm going to. But yeah, usually it’s when I get bored or when I see the comments and people are like, “Okay, we’re done. Let’s go to the next person.” Which actually pisses me off.Talk more about how you react to your viewers' comments during your Lives. It sounds like you follow their directives, but you also feel complicated about it?Sometimes it upsets me, because I’m just like, “Shut up and enjoy the show!” But most times when they’re like “This person is boring,” I’m like, “Yeah.” Usually, when they’re feeling it, I’m feeling it, too.Is there a certain trait in people you look for when you go on Live and know, “Okay this is going to be good?”It’s usually — and this is horrible to say — like older people. Like people in their 30s and above. They just really don’t understand what’s happening. They’re a little confused and I just play off them being confused and say the most outlandish things to them and try to get their reaction. The people I enjoy going on Live with the most are the people who have no clue what’s going on. They’re just going with it as if I’m a real Christian person who’s saying these things to them. I like their reaction to that.Okay, so you’ve built this whole Terri Joe Cinematic Universe — I don’t even think I built that. The people built that. I just gave them the material and they did the Terri-verse thing. I went along with it. I give them credit for that.But do you have active plans about where it’s going to go? Is your work going to expand off of TikTok? Are there any plans you can share? I would like to see it stay on TikTok but also expand, because something that is stagnant for a long time gets boring. I would like to see it travel further than that. I know some people have concerns about that. Like if you go to a network or a different platform, they’re going to try to dull everything down and ruin everything. But I personally wouldn’t work with anybody where I couldn’t have almost full creative control. That would be dumb. I’m already doing what I’m doing now, so I wouldn’t relinquish the reigns of what I’m doing to someone just for them to fuck it up. I would like to see it go somewhere else and I’ve been talking to some people about that, but there’s nothing definite. Is there a dream form for the characters? A TV show? Movie? Podcast? No. I feel like all of it! Why not all of it? I feel like I could transfer it to a lot of things, it’s just how. We haven’t figured that out yet.I want to put in my two cents for a club night somewhere hosted by Jeorgia. I mean, it would be fun. I’m just terrified to be Jeorgia anywhere because she’s like, “I have a BBL,” and I show up and I’m like [hunches his shoulders] built like Zoidberg. [Laughs] I guess that would be funny as well: for her to have all this surgery and then I show up looking crazy. I think that would be funny, but I don’t think people enjoy her as much as Terri. I know there are people who do, because people are always like, “Are you going to do Jeorgia tonight?” But I feel like there are more people who like Terri than the other characters. But I would do that because that does sound fun.Stand-up?I don’t think I could ever do stand-up. I think I would cry actually, because you have to set up jokes and nothing I ever do is set up. I don’t think I could even do that. Everything I do is on the fly. I never tried though, either. I think I have stage fright. I haven’t been on a stage in forever, but I’m pretty sure I have stage fright.​Are people recognizing you now on the street? Does that also make you nervous? It makes me a little nervous, especially if I feel like I don’t look how I should look in the moment. If somebody asks for a picture, I’m like, “Yeah, sure,” but in my head, I’m like, No! But people do recognize me and I always say, “Yes,” and I always try to give them the best experience or the experience they want from me. I think there are some people who are a little scared to come up and talk to me. They think I am how I am on the internet and will be rude to them, but I’m literally the complete opposite. I’m a very sweet and nice person if you meet me in person.Going off of that: Are there any big misconceptions you’d like to clear up about how you are as a person outside of these characters? That would be the main one. I think people know that now, but the biggest one is that they think I’m a horrible person or a rude person or a mean person or that I’d judge them if they came up to me, but I’m literally not like that at all.Terri Joe doesn’t exist in your mind?No. Not at all. I was literally like — wait I can’t say that. Wait I can! [Laughs] This interview is literally for PAPER and I was like, “I can’t talk about PAPER!” But [the PAPER team] was asking me to do these little videos here and there of me being Terri or saying something Terri would say, and I was like, “I don’t even know.” It’s just whenever this camera or this little setup is on and I have that wig on and I see myself in the camera, she takes over and I’m not even there anymore. I don’t even know what I talk about, to be honest. I think that’s the biggest misconception. The characters are not me and I am not them. They may be a piece of me, but I’m my own person.I feel like what you’ve done is really inspiring. You’ve made this whole thing happen and had so much fun doing it. Do you have any words for someone who wants to put themselves out there and perform and make art or comedy, but may be nervous to do so? I would say, “Just do it!” Me being Nike. [Laughs] Because most people want to do things. I’ve been saying I want to do stuff on social media for years, and the day I started doing it was the day it took off. People get in their heads about how it’s going to be perceived, but you need to not worry about that and just have fun with it. And the people who like it will come and the people who don’t like it can die. I’m just kidding! But just start and when you start, keep doing what you want to do. Don’t try to change what you’re doing to appease other people, because that will take the fun out of it away from you.Photography: Oscar OukStyling: Abby BencieHair: John NovotnyMakeup: Christyna KaySet design: Seamus SlatteryPhoto assistance: Alex KalbStylist assistance: Kelsey LoganProduction assistance: Em Marie Canon, Noelle Heriveaux, Gabrielle NarcisseEditor-in-chef: Justin MoranEditorial producer: Alyson Cox https://www.papermag.com/terri-joe-2659305290.html

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                                            ODE  TO  THE  MAN  OVERLY INVESTED IN                                            THE  PERSONAL  LIVES OF  STRANGERS.

GENERAL DETAILS.

BIRTH  NAME:  unknown. LEGAL  NAME:  cesar  de  estrada NICKNAME(S):  ces,  juli AGE:  forty  three ETHNICITY:  guatemalan GENDER:  cis  man PRONOUNS:  he/him ORIENTATION:  bisexual OCCUPATION:  horror - mystery novelist SPEAKING VOICE AND ACCENT:  somewhat  raspy,  with  a  southern  lilt. SPOKEN LANGUAGES:  spanish,  english,  french,  conversational  german

PERSONALITY.

LABEL(S):  the  lothario.  the  incompetent  sleuth.  the  oddball.  the  gatsby. POSITIVE TRAITS:  gregarious,  devoted,  observant,  self - assured,  acute NEGATIVE TRAITS:  enigmatic,  obsessive,  apathetic,  sardonic,  rapacious VICES:  greed,  gluttony,  anger VIRTUES:  fortitude,  charity INSPIRATION:   hercule peirot,  jay  gatsby  ( great  gatsby ),  officer  k  ( blade  runner  2049 ),  tony  wendice  ( dial  m  for  murder ),  benoit  blanc  ( knives  out )

SPARKNOTES                                              INT  –  OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN

the  dusty  nowhere  surrounding  ohio  is  where  cesar  grew  up,  a  wooded  edge  that  kisses  right  up  against  town  and  teeters  on  county  lines.  he  was  an  odd  child,  born  to  a  peculiar  family  that  lived  in  a  little  yellow  house  on  the  edge  of  a  bluebonnet  field.  for  years,  these  hues  of  pallid  yellow  and  lavender  paint  his  life━though  they  only  paled  as  the  years  marched  onward.  his  hometown  is  one  that’s  never  felt  quite  new,  rather,  there’s  always  been  a  tinge  of  the  past.  like  this  old  mining  town,  ces  was  run  down  sooner  than  he  knew.

the  sacred  walls  of  his  little  yellow  house  are  where  he’d  tell  his  first  lies.  crosses  nailed  in  each  room,  wallpaper  cracking  with  temperature  and  peeling  away  at  the  edges.  he  spent  his  childhood  wondering  if  it  was  always  like  this.  soil-covered  hands  pressed  together,  he  would  pray  for  the  unfortunate  children  down  the  road  who’d  just  lost  their  gran.  god,  ces  would  say,  but  he  knew  he  was  speaking  to  his  father.  the  shadow  in  the  door  frame  that  stood  in  that  small  creak  of  light,  a  lean  figure  stretches  out  as  if  he  did  not  see  him  there.  oh,  please  bring  them  good  graces  in  this  time.  let  him  take  the  pain  from  their  shoulders.  learning  to  be  a  ghost  in  his  own  home.

taught  to  behave  like  a  young  man  ought  to,  taught  to  take  the  deer  by  the  antlers  but  not  to  look  it  in  the  eyes.  ces  knew  only  to  pray  for  others,  only  to  care  for  the  world  around  him,  rather  than  the  bruises  on  his  back,  or  the  grazes  on  his  knees━or  his  mother  who  left  when  he  was  too  young  to  know.  the  woman  who  now  lives  with  her  new  husband,  and  kids━leaving  ces  and  his  siblings  with  him.

he’s  just  a  child  that  first  time  pa  takes  ces  and  he  watches  him  wash  the  sinners  clean.  he  watched  them  cry  out  hallelujah  and  praise  jesus,  praise  his  pa.  it  was  his  pa’s  hands  on  them,  not  god’s.  pa  tells  him  that  god  is  in  him  too,  and  this  will  be  the  first  and  last  time  a  reflection  he  recognizes  ripples  across  the  water.  

                                          EXT  –  OUR FATHER WHO ART BURIED IN THE YARD

god  is  in  you,  boy.  so  cesar  let  pa  take  him  to  the  water’s  edge  again  once  he  was  a  bit  older.  he  can  still  hear  the  hum  of  the  hymnals  even  now.  do  you  hear  the  word  of  god?  have  you  believed  another  gospel?  ces  looked  just  like  the  woman  his  pa  hated  most,  and  this  would  be  his  downfall.  so  pa  plunges  him,  washes  cesar  of  the  sins  not  committed  at  his  hand,  but  rather,  those  of  his  mother.  because  if  she  could  not  be  here,  he  would  take  her  place.  shoved  beneath  the  frigid  surface  by  the  hands  of  his  pa,  under  the  guise  that  god  made  him  do  it,  sending  his  own  son  thrashing  like  some  wild  thing  his  pa  once  claimed  he  could  tame.

pa  considers  it  only  a  miracle  of  god  that  ces  hadn’t  drowned  that  day.  he  returned  to  his  siblings,  sopping  wet  on  the  porch  of  the  little  yellow  house  with  the  peeling  wallpaper.  ces  began  to  pick  at  it  when  no  one  was  looking,  chipping  away  the  watery  gray  floral  print  to  unveil  the  wood  paneling  beneath  it.  life  is  stolen  of  its  color  but  at  least  he’s  not  alone  in  his  suffering.  not  that  it  makes  it  any  better  that  his  siblings  are  subject  to  his  father’s  delusions.  ces  still  spat  out  his  morning  prayers,  but  he  started  spending  more  time  sitting  on  the  roof  with  the  boy  from  across  the  way  when  everyone  else  had  gone  to  bed.  it  doesn’t  matter  if  the  sky  is  starless,  so  long  as  ces  doesn’t  have  to  feel  so  alone  in  his  existence.

it  stays  like  this  for  a  long  while.  seeing  his  little  sister  off  to  the  schoolhouse  each  morning,  and  making  a  point  of  not  eyeing  the  brown  and  green  glass  bottles  that  she  strings  up  on  the  tree  in  the  front  yard  like  liquor  store  wind  chimes.  his  father  isn’t  the  man  ces  thought  him  to  be.  he  considers  that  maybe  he  was  always  like  this  and  that  ces  was  the  last  to  realize,  the  last  one  to  find  complacency  in  his  disillusionment.  and  that  only  makes  it  worse  so  he  pledges  that  one  day,  he’d  leave  that  little  yellow  house.  that  ces  would  rebuild  himself  like  an  old  factory  town  and  come  back  two  times  better  than  before.  had  only  he’d  known  he  would  always  be  that  odd  little  boy,  with  the  odd  family  in  the  yellow  house  on  the  edge  of  town.

he  would  plead  for  the  forgiveness  of  sins  not  yet  committed  &  ask  pa  to  give  him  mercy  in  all  his  cruelty.  ces  asked  him  to  look  him  in  the  eyes.  and  yet,  time  could not  rob  ces  of  one  thing.  he  may  be  a  bastard  but  he  was  his  mother’s  child.  and  much  like  her,  ces  would curdle  like  old  milk  in  the  sun.  it  needn’t  matter  that  his  brother  is  the  first  to  witness  the  cracks  in  ces’s  foundation.  ces loved  him  enough  to  dig  a  grave  for  the  both  of  them.  he  was  his  sacrifice.  but  the  very  moment  ces  set  foot  in  the  limelight,  he  fractured  ---  cracked  a  fine,  ugly  shade.  he’s  better  a  shadow  than  he  is  a  person  so  ces  retreated  into  it,  embraced  this  darkness  as  a  familial  right.  a  black  sheep,  in  part  of  his  own  making.  except  ces  is  no  sheep,  he  merely  wears  the  skin  of  one.  

HEADCANONS

critically  acclaimed  fictional  horror - mystery  writer  taking  inspiration  from  the  works  of  agatha  christie,  he’s  a  novelist  most  proficient  in  the  murder  mystery  genre. 

culminated  a  bunch  of  fuckin  lies  about  himself,  a  lot  of  the  ‘truths’  about  himself  are  fabrications.  srry  not  srry 

worked  briefly  as  a  privately  contracted  sleuth  in  up  until  a  case  that  would  inevitably  end  his  career  in  his  early  thirties;  he  couldn’t  solve  the  mystery  and  as  it  turns  out,  he’s  far  better  at  writing  them. 

common  arthouse  and  matinee  enjoyer.  going  to  see  a  north  by  north  west  showing  at  9:30 am  type  vibe. 

gatsby  if  he  was  a  short  king;  a  myth  of  a  man,  you  might  not  know  his  face  but  you  certainly  know  his  name  and  that  much  will  suffice.

to  sum  up  his  immense  family  trauma,  cesar  is  the  product  of  a  ( later divulged )  affair,  his  father  may  or  may  not  have  killed  his  mother  because  of  it  and  instead  convinced  cesar  and  his  siblings  that  she  moved  away  to  live  with  her ‘ new  family ’.  was  raised  very  southern  evangelical  christian  which  is  ofc  a  demonstrated  theme  in  his  fictional  works.

no  one  really  knows  how  ces  got  his  start  in  writing,  nor  how  he  came  to  achieve  such  great  success  but  some  theorize  and  others  know  that  he  got  his  start  as  an  avid  diarist  ━  chronicaling  his  day  to  day  as  an  nyu  student. his  first  published  work  is  meant  to  be  a  commentary  akin  to  the  work  of  evelyn  waugh,  but  it  rapidly  spiraled  into  a  thinly - veiled  version  of  his  world  with  a  melancholy  tinge: the  foibles  of  the  inner  circle  that  was  never  quite  his  own.  nonetheless,  the  book  was  an  overnight  sucess  and  the  rest  is  history.

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[viilpstick]

Uhmm, yall got it wrong…

It was the last one, I was listening to Taylor Swift than Iron Maiden than Kanye West and now Gospel music

I listen to everything you give me honestly

AND YES, I watch chiropractic videos, is relieving to see the person like better after a few bone cracks

and we don’t talk about BNHA phase,, but my wallpaper in my room is literally the manha… biggest regret

Good luck

[shitedits]

[princesadejesus16]

A Bible verse per day | Bible verses & Wallpapers

As the title says, every day I will try to leave you a Bible verse from different translations. Sometimes text, sometimes wallpapers for cell phones and laptops, etc. I hope it will be a blessing to you.

[byfaithmedia]

Christian Phone Wallpaper / Bible Lock Screen. Screenshot / save to be reminded of God’s word each time you pick up your phone. 📱

Download yours now ➡️ https://byfaith.org/free-christian-phone-wallpapers/

[luade1996]

Wallpaper / Papel de parede 🤍

Be kind and like or reblog if you save ♡

Seja gentil e curta ou reblogue se salvar ♡

[downydig]

saw the midnight gospel and cried