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captainkirkk · 2 years ago
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Barkugou becomes so famous that people are more excited to meet him than either of his pro hero parents
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j-kahnwald · 2 years ago
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Turn Washington’s Spies AU
Jonas Kahnwald grows up on a German farm with his two parents. When his father kills himself and his mother leaves for another man, Jonas joins the army and sails to fight in the war in America. He fights with the Hessians, on the side of England, until he one day meets a young woman who opens his eyes to his role in the war. Realising that he actually wants to fight for the freedom of the American people he deserts and joins the Patriot army.
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bold-embrace · 2 years ago
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I couldn’t get the idea of miles g having hello kitty pjs out of my head I had to make a whole comic about it
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humanitypostsunrise · 6 months ago
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I saw this today and thought I’d share.
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canisalbus · 1 year ago
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What if I told you that RoobrickMarine went and wrote an entire novella starring my 16th century dog couple? It's very canon-adjacent, well researched and thoughtfully put together, has inspired me a ton during these past months and it's now publicly available at AO3. I highly recommend it.
✦ Separation ✦
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facts-i-just-made-up · 4 months ago
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what is a bagel, really?
As a Jew of Polish descent, I was always told that in medieval times, Jews were deemed unworthy of the richest tasting foods that Poland of the era had to offer. The most flavorful things Poland had back then were bread and water, so Jews were forbidden from drinking water or baking bread. Now, Jews have a knack for eating unconventional bread products, having survived 40 years in a desert eating only stale Pita Pit leftovers known as "Matzo."
So it was that the Jews would boil the water instead of drinking it, and put the dough in that boiling water instead of baking it. In order to survive without water to drink, they invented Manischewitz Concord Grape Juice, and shortly after invented Irritable Bowel Syndrome as a result.
People thought they were nuts for these culinary substitutions, hence the term for the shape of the common bagel, a "Dough Nut." These toroidal not-technically-bread foods became popular across the globe, not only among Jews, but also among New Yorkers, some of whom were also rumored to be Jewish but no confirmation of a Jewish population in New York has yet been discovered.
Also there is something called "Lox," but this is a PG-13 rated blog so I won't be explaining where that comes from.
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le-regrems · 2 years ago
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This scene got me and my Silbling cracking, we were the only people besides one lady in cinema that laughed at it. Because it's true, British did steal all of their stuff.
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seenthisepisode · 8 months ago
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“jensen wouldn't be able to differentiate between me and cas” misha my dude jensen is not even able to differentiate between dean winchester and himself so
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A fun fact from a biblical standpoint: if we were to walk on the sea floor as if there were no sea, the 7 continents would be like 7 mountains, but since there are seas, the 7 mountains look like 7 heads; that's why we are so surprised by how deep the sea really goes - we only see the “heads” of these “mountains.”
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Revelation 17:7
So the angel said to me: “Why is it that you were amazed? I will tell you the mystery of the woman and of the wild beast that is carrying her and that has the seven heads and the ten horns:
Revelation 17:9
...The seven heads mean seven mountains...
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lsunstreakerl · 18 days ago
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Wait, What Video:
[Search History Verse]
Gianpiero stands from his chair, lets his fork ding elegantly against the side of his champagne glass. The reception is beautiful, floral arrangements stretching long down the dining tables, elegant greens and swaths of cream hanging from the beams of the outdoor veranda.
The quiet murmur of side conversations tapers off as everyone turns, gives him their attention. Gianpiero casts his eyes around at all of Max and Charles' precious people, drivers and family and everything in between.
The Redbull table had gotten predictably rowdy earlier when Max had gone over to say hi to everyone, but even they have settled.
He clears his throat. Max and Charles are sitting in their seats of honor, shoulders pressed together in their suits, hair perfectly styled. Max has laugh lines permanently etched around his eyes, and Gianpiero is so, so grateful he gets to see them, that his boy has grown into a man.
"For those of you who don't know me- first off, how?"
There's laughter across the tables, and he sees Christian wink at him from a few seats down.
"My name is Gianpiero, and I'm a father of the groom. If you're wondering which groom, please take a moment to see how much hair I don't have, and then remember who Max is."
Max muffles a giggle into his hand, mouths 'sorry' up at him without looking very sorry at all. Charles is grinning next to him before he looks up at Gianpiero as well.
"I have known Max since he was 16, and I've been bald pretty much that entire time. Having a teenager is stressful, and all the parenting books tell you that, but somehow the warning is never enough."
He takes another second, thinks fondly of teenage Max, shoulders he hadn't grown into yet, lanky legs.
"This might seem like an odd direction to take the conversation, but anyone who knows Max is used to that, so now you all get to find out he actually learned that from me. I have been with Max for every surgery he's ever had. I was there last year when they did the procedure on his eyes, I was there four years ago when his appendix burst, and I was there when he was getting his tonsils removed at eighteen."
Gianpiero looks back over at the Redbull table, sees some of them start to connect the dots. A faint "oh no" can be heard, which sends the other guests into giggles as Max narrows his eyes suspiciously.
"We've learned that Max gets pretty honest out of anesthesia, but I would like us to go back to that first operation, when he was eighteen. It was near the end of his first year at Redbull, and as a team, we'd been learning a lot about him- but also about Charles."
He sees Max's eyes widen, and Charles looks over at him, nudging him with his elbow and making a confused gesture with his hand. Max gives a helpless half shrug.
"Again, for anyone that knows Max, this doesn't seem odd, so I would like to point out that at that time, Charles was still in Formula Two, and they both still thought they were rivals."
More laughter, louder from the current and retired drivers, he can see Checo, Daniel, Pierre, and Carlos all looking at each other and rolling their eyes.
"So what I have here, is a video."
"Oh no- GP- wait-"
Max is making a little frantic face at him and Gianpiero laughs.
"Max is freaking out because he's been hearing about this video for over a decade and hasn't actually seen it yet. Those of you here from Redbull surely know what I'm talking about. If you would please turn your attention to the screen over there."
He sits, so he's not interrupting anyone's view.
The video starts, slightly shaky from being in Gianpiero's hand, as it lifts to show a hospital room. Teenage Max is laid out on the bed, tucked under a blanket. There's an audible noise of a vitals machine in the background as they hear Gianpiero speak, slightly muffled through the speakers.
'Afternoon, Max. How are you feeling?'
Max moves on the bed, eyes fluttering open as he grins in the cameras direction.
'GP! GP, did you know that I love you, and you are so cool, and-'
Gianpiero's giggles are clear in the video as Max cuts off for a moment, furrowing his brows.
'I'm flattered, Max. Clearly your meds have not worn off.'
'I'm on meds?'
Max is obviously thinking very hard for a moment, before his grin stretches even wider.
'Sick! GP that is so cool, I have always wanted to be high- he would be so jealous right now, I bet Charles wishes he was high as balls, GP this is great.'
The GP in the video is audibly trying to muffle his laughter.
'And how do you feel about Charles?'
Max groans, flops his head back on the pillow before immediately sitting up again.
'He is so annoying, and he has Justin Bieber hair, and really it is for the best that they keep drug testing him because it makes him very annoyed and it is funny. Also because he is having a very good season and I do not want anyone to think he's better than me. Did you know we're rivals? He pushed me off the track in karting once and I've never forgiven him, but he is so petty GP, it is like dealing with a woman, I don't know where he learned that from, he has two brothers.'
There's uproarious laughter from most of the drivers, Max has buried his head into his hands on top the table, ears crimson, Lorenzo is cackling, and Arthur looks ready to slide out of his chair from laughter, hand gripping the ring on his necklace laying across his chest.
Charles is smacking Max on the shoulder, and he's also red now, hissing French at him that sends the Leclercs into peals of laughter once again.
The video continues.
'Maybe it is just middle child syndrome, oh, and he also thinks he is gods gift to racing and that he is destined for Ferrari, so we have to build a car that can beat that stupid red team into the dirt, okay?'
The Gianpiero of the video can't hold his laughter anymore, the screen shaking as they see Max finally look over, offended at being recorded as GP speaks.
'Got it Max, we'll build you a car specifically designed to beat Ferrari.'
Teenage Max groans again.
'No, GP, you don't get it, it cannot just be for beating Ferrari, it has to be able to beat Charles in Ferrari, so it needs to be the very best.'
The video is shaky again as Gianpiero laughs, the phone swinging back down, and the audio just barely catches the last bit.
'Right, because we've been half-assing the car every other year.'
The screen fades to black as Lorenzo has to set his head on the table, shoulders shaking. Arthur is so red-faced that Logan, Oscar, and Fred look mildly concerned, but he waves them off with a hand, looking back at Charles for a moment before the giggles start again.
The tips of Max's ears are still bright red, and Charles is caught between laughing and also looking embarrassed, trying to coax his husband back up from the table.
Gianpiero stands again.
"I have been sitting on that video for years, because I knew while I was taking it that it would be played at a wedding. This wedding."
Max finally lifts his head from the table, looks up at GP. He's clearly still mortified, but. That's what parents are for.
"For all of us, this wedding was inevitable. We all knew we would be here eventually, but I want to take a moment, really tell you two that I have seen both of your strength and resilience, I have seen you fight and argue and follow each other to the ends of the Earth. I am so proud of you both."
He smiles at Max, tries to let all of his love and fondness and pride show through his face.
"It's hard, watching one of your kids get married, but it was never going to be anyone else, and I have had the honor and the privilege of watching them grow with each other, push each other to be better, find the love that works for them."
Gianpiero raises his glass, lets the rays of sunlight sparkle through his champagne and reflect on the couple.
"Here's to the newlyweds!"
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sexiestpodcastcharacter · 4 months ago
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Podcast Elections: ACAB Edition
The introduction to this poll has been moved to the Voter's Guide (under the cut) due to length. Please ensure you are registered to vote in your local elections, should you be eligible.
*There is no lesser evil when the institution itself exists to exploit, oppress, and enact violence. I refuse to vote in this race, but I will vote in other races on the ballot.
Elections are coming up in the USA. I'm used to voting about twice a year, and understand how few measures and candidates are truly exciting to vote for. There's a lot of maintenance (renewing bonds and levies, voting against limitations to abortions, etc). Most candidates have significant flaws and even the ones who seem promising will probably fail to meet their campaign promises. It's boring but important. To me it seems that the dramatic races and measures are usually more threatening (so we vote against it) then promising (so we vote for it). City Council, County Chair, School Board, Water District, Library Board, and so on are all highly important, but candidates' platforms can be opaque, or there can genuinely be no good options. But if we want clean water, good education, freedom to read, an attempt at affordable housing, etc., then we need to care about these positions.
But then there's the elections that never feel good. The elections for who gets to lead the people we allow to murder with little consequence. The people in charge of institutions that I would rather be destroyed. Obviously there's the big one, but frankly due to the electoral college, the state I live in, and partisan races usually coming down to Party over Policy, voting in that election feels incredibly ineffective (but I do it anyways).
Another institution I don't like voting for is the County Sheriff, but at least my vote feels more influential here. As this is a nonpartisan position, this will be a runoff election. That means if no candidate gets greater than 50% of the vote we will hold another race between the top two candidates the following week.
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seraphim-eternal · 9 months ago
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My soul is sorrowful, even unto death.
Matthew 26:38
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humanitypostsunrise · 6 months ago
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I saw this today and I thought I’d share.
God speaks to us through the Quran.
If you want to speak to your creator, he is there waiting for you to turn open the page.
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valtsv · 9 months ago
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my prediction for shrue's arc this season btw
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roppiepop · 6 days ago
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Guy who controls metal and guy who controls minds have a waltz in prison
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incorrectgliyeraba · 7 days ago
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[professor!Elphaba, architectural designer!Glinda au] Glinda: We're not so different, you and I. Glinda: You with your historical documents... Glinda: And me with my markers.
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