#johanna deacon

[resurrectionist3]

June 6th, 1755 - Happy Birthday Nathan Hale!!!

We are gonna pretend like this isn’t several days late.

And this post is about to be super long…

Disclaimer: for the entirety of the post, I’m recalling information that was told to me by the tour guide from the Nathan Hale Homestead. If anything I wrote here is incorrect or not complete information, feel free to KINDLY correct me in a comment or repost, I would appreciate that☺️

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Back in May (05/18/24), I visited the Nathan Hale Homestead in Coventry, Connecticut with my sister!!

I always drive by it when I go home from school and I finally got to visit for a tour! They also have a farmers market on grounds in the summertime as well as a couple other events throughout the year. I do hope i get to attend their Halloween ghost stories.

One thing i learned that i guess i didn’t ever realise was that Nathan never actually lived in this house. After his mother passed, Nathan’s father, Deacon Richard Hale and all 9(?) of his children lived together in a very, very small house. It wasnt until after Richard was remarried, that this newer and larger house was built. By this point, i believe Nathan had already moved away to be a teacher in New London.

Here are photos of their medicine cabinet and their fireplace✨

Photos of their piano forte in the sitting room and a drawn family tree.

And this was Deacon Richard Hale’s writing desk. If I remember correctly, he was a deacon in the church and a magistrate. He dealt with small court disputes in their house which I found very silly (and the wax stamp had an H on it idk why that made me die😭)

And here, in one of the upstairs rooms, they displayed artist renditions of what we think Nathan Hale and his brothers looked like. I think Nathan had 9 (?) biological siblings that survived to adulthood, one of which being his sister Johanna. And then i believe he had 3 step siblings after his father remarried (im trying to recall everything the tour guide said).

Johanna isnt depictied in these drawings, its only the brothers, but her room was on display for the tour and it had a lot of windows. The tour guide said it was because she apparently loved to read, so they made sure her room had the most windows for the most light??😭😭🥹🥹

Anyways, all of Nathan’s brothers went to war except for the youngest one. Also, if you look at the years of their deaths, Samuel Hale (the oldest sibling) actually outlived them all?? Which makes me want to scream???? Samuel also didn’t inherit the family farm, it actually went to his brother John.

Joseph Hale- (damn he can get it lowkey..🥵) while in the war was captured by the British and was on a prison ship until he was exchanged and honestly I’ve been thinking about it too much. So glad he didn’t die of dysentery or something. But he did pass of consumption at only 34 which I can’t even handle.

Enoch, went to Yale along with Nathan and they were in the same graduating class which i think is so cutesy. The tour guide also said that one of the pewter steins in one of the sitting rooms (i don’t actually have a photo unfortunately) belonged to Enoch and I wanted to scream, like was it ACTUALLY his???

They had a display of several items they found on the property like coins, buttons, ect. but I didn’t take a photo of that either. It was in the same room as these images of the brothers.

I think we all know Nathan, and quite honestly i didn’t even realise he had so many siblings until this tour. I suppose one could assume given the time period - everyone had like 5+ children. But of all the times i was taught about Nathan Hale (and that was kind of a lot, being a Connecticut resident for my entire life) no one ever mentioned his family or his siblings. There was a portrait of Deacon Richard Hale in the downstairs area- I didn’t realise this in the moment, my sister mentioned it later, but (based on the artist’s rendition) Nathan looked just like his father. I found it really funny when i realised it.

This was Nathan’s hunting rifle as well, another thing that apparently belonged to one of the members of the Hale family that made me want to scream (more on that in my final thoughts).

And last photo (the Turn: Washington’s Spies baddies are gonna LOVE this one)

This is a list of the Yale University (back then, it was just Yale College) honours graduating class of 1773. On it, is Nathan and Enoch Hale of course. But also, Nathan’s friend and “roommate” 👀 (and our favourite spymaster) Benjamin Tallmadge!!!!! I had to keep my mouth shut when the tour guide mentioned that he was on this list, but I was screaming internally and my sister and i made goofy ahh eye contact.

Their names are towards the top, Enoch and Nathan are listed in the third small column while Benjamin is in the sixth one all the way to the right.

Things that i saw/were talked about that i didn’t take a photo of was a shadow drawing of Nathan’s side profile. At some point, Nathan stood in front of a door in the house while someone traced the outline of his shadow onto it. I don’t quite know why that was done..? Perhaps it was for a genuine reason or maybe the Hale siblings were just messing around. But it’s a pretty big deal considering there are actually no true portraits of Nathan or his siblings. Just statues and drawings that are artist renditions based on historical accounts. There was a historian who wrote about Nathan Hale and came in contact with a member of the Hale family (Rebecca Hale, I believe). She told him about the shadow drawing and it was a long and interesting story that I unfortunately don’t remember all the parts to. A piece about the portrait is typed on a paper in the photo of Nathan’s rifle, if you can zoom in, you can read a little more on it.

Their gift shop was also small and cutesy and I spent a lot of money there on books. On display there, they had an old piece of wood from the original house. I got a published copy of Reverend John Hale’s, A Modest Inquiry into the Nature of Witchcraft.

If anyone wasn’t aware, Reverend John Hale (Nathan Hale’s great grandfather) was called to Salem, Massachusetts from Beverly to assist in the Salem Witch Trials in 1692. He was partially responsible for the persecution of several innocent people however, nearing the end of the trials, he began to disagree with the accusations. He published this firsthand account to condemn the actions of those involved with the trials and I’ve always thought it was so interesting. I’ve wanted to read this since I read The Crucible back in high school and i was very excited to see it at the gift shop.

You can also visit the Hale Farm in Beverly, MA where Rev. John Hale used to live and I want to someday. I’ve only ever been outside of it, I’ve never properly visited for a tour. (Cutesy fact as well: Rev. John’s Hale’s birthday is June 3rd, which is only 3 days before Nathan’s).

Final Thoughts:

The Hale Family was absolutely MASSIVE. Our tour guide mentioned being a descendant of the Hale Family and im sure a number of “born and raised” New England residents are as well somewhere in their ancestry. Based on the drawn family tree, most of the members had probably 4 kids minimum and then those kids all had a ton of kids. It’s also very funny to me how there are probably several Hale’s who are decently significant figures in history and it’s just wild that it’s all one family. I know it’s the same for royal families and such but it feels different somehow.

According to our tour guide, one theory about how Nathan Hale was captured was by Robert Rogers. That Rogers invited him to dinner and convinced Nathan that he was also part of the Continental Army. Nathan then confided his mission in Rogers and was lured into a false sense of security that lead to him being captured. Which is another one for the Turn baddies that almost made me die when I heard it. Especially since I don’t believe I’ve heard that theory before.

Something I did really enjoy about this tour was how it didn’t completely focus on Nathan. Of course that would have been fine and equally as interesting, but it was mainly a lesson on his family and some of his descendants. After being taught about Nathan Hale so many times, I had no idea about his entire family and his siblings.

It also never TRULY occurred to me that there aren’t any real portraits of Nathan Hale. They’ve all been artist renditions as paintings or statues based on historical descriptions of him and something about that is extremely wild to me. It makes me somewhat grateful for our easy access to camera and video in our modern world. There are so many faces and stories that have been completely lost to time - even some very significant historical figures have little to no surviving images. Like, we know who they are and that they were here at some point - we have their belongings and things that they used. Thats why seeing Nathan’s rifle in the bedroom or Enoch’s stein in the sitting room cause me to have such visceral reactions. This was theirs once. This was used by someone probably everyday. And now its almost like a ghost or memory of them. The land around the property is heavily wooded as well, lots of trees and stones. My sister and I took a short walk around the property before leaving and it really made me think: how many of these stones did they touch? How many of these large trees did they lean on? It drives me so insane honestly.

One last thing that hadn’t occurred to me before this trip was how the Hale family learned of Nathan’s hanging. According to the tour guide, Enoch and a couple his brothers had heard of a Hale being found guilty of espionage and being hanged. And after looking into it more, Enoch did confirm that it was Nathan and sent word to the rest of the family. It’s said that before being hanged, Nathan only asked for a few things: A priest (which he did not get), parchment, quill and ink for writing. He wrote a letter to his commanding officer and one to his family. According to the guide, i believe neither one was sent. Perhaps the one to the officer was sent, however he never received it because he was killed in battle before he had the chance. And allegedly, the one written to the Hale family was seized by the British and was likely used as a written confession rather than being sent home to Nathan’s family. I honestly can’t imagine how upsetting that must’ve been for all of them. Especially with each of the Hale brothers being in the war and likely all in different places, there wasn’t really any other way for them to find out that their own brother was hanged aside from the way everyone else learned of it - through the newspaper or by word of mouth. No other Hale brother died in the war either, they all survived and had relatively high rankings by the time the war was over.

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So that was my trip, it was fun and informative and I would really love to visit again sometime. I highly recommend anyone who is a fan of history, or Turn: Washington’s Spies to visit if you can! They are only open seasonally though, and only on weekends. They do a tour every hour, so plan accordingly if you want to visit!

[milfzatannaz]

JUDY'S JACKET IS SO ICONIC. TO ME. I have that panel burned into my eyelids. And Johanna... She's a bit too clean and neat. That's a problem of all live action Constantines, but she's the one who suffers the most

I think the problem is that they kinda made all characters less alt? And yes this goes for the Endless looking less goth and without all the hairdo, but also minor characters like Judy or the Doll's House bunch

They tried to "modernize" how they looked but the way they looked wasn't dated, it was just part of some different subcultures. So the result is that everyone looks a bit bland and generic, like characters from any other TV show. It lost a bit of its identity

They were so focused on modernizing the aesthetic of the characters that they forgot that the quirky dated aspects are really endearing and a huge part of the visual impact for the reader. Like. The dreaming was visually stunning but I feel like the CGI was the entire budget bc everyone looked so bland. Lyta was pretty but rather indistinct, I missed her trademark white hair. Rose’s outfits were drab. I really missed the kitschy neon nightclub in Hell and I hate giles deacon i thought Lucifer’s outfits were meh and their hair and makeup could’ve been more creative. anyway overall 5/10 I want spectacle I want the sandman characters to serve CUNT

[rogertaylorsroachbabe]

King (Female Queen) AU, Roblox, Royal High 

[john-deacon-fucks]

Johnica Week 2020

↳Day 4: Alternative Universe

Lesbian!Johnica❤ (Johanna x Veronica)

[eternalstateofoctober]

ok so i’m Big Scared™ of posting these cus i don’t do posts of my own (no time to get into all of my anxieties 🤠) but i love picrew and this is my fave generator on there. so inspired by the lovely amazing crazy @stayinqpower and her golden genderbent queen content and by @get-on-your-bikes-and-ride, who just tagged her on their recreations (amazing btw❤) imma just go ahead and dump these on y’all. here we have brianna, melina, regina and lil bb jo! i luv how they all came out and i feel like they’re rly accurate too! so… enjoy!! 🥴❤

[xsheerheartattackx]

Johanna Deacon - Bassist for King

[hearts-hunger]

king!au animated moodboards series ↳ johanna and melina, aka the queens of the roller disco

[queen-writing-sideblog]

Thunderstorms

“I love the rain.”

“It’s so loud when it thunders, though.”

“I still like it.”

“But it’s so loud.” Melina whined and flopped back across the couch, not seeming all that amused when Johanna didn’t join her.

“I could put a record on.”

“Alright… but no disco. Rain isn’t disco weather.”

“I wasn’t going to play disco.”

“Sure.”

“I wasn’t! Rain is… jazz weather.”

“I’d have to agree.”

She hummed quietly to herself as she went to go put a record on before moving back over to the couch to shove her feet to the side so she could have somewhere to sit.

“Mel.”

“Hm?”

“Do you want to have a cuddle? It’s rather chilly in here.”

“If you’ll go get a blanket.”

She pouted at her. “I put the music on.”

She sighed dramatically. “Fine, fine, fine. You’re lucky you’re cute.” She stood from her spot, pressing a kiss to her girlfriend’s lips when she puckered them, and hurried off to go get a blanket from the closet.

She draped it over the top of her head when she got back, laughing at the muffled noise of complaint that she got.

“You wanted a blanket, you got a blanket.”

“You prick. You know that’s not what I meant.”

She sat down on the couch beside her and pulled her into her side, draping the blanket over the both of them. “You would have laughed if it was me.”

“That’s different. That’s you.”

She snorted and whacked her arm. “Hypocrite.”

“You’re the one that picked me.”

“So I suppose that means I’m willing to put up with hypocrisy.”

She rolled her eyes. “I suppose so.”

@stayinqpower

[johnrichardeaky]

Genderbend!Queen/ King Headcanons

This is how I imagine (or close to) what the girls look like. With Melina and Brianna I was satisfied with one model but for Regina and Johanna I couldn't pick just one.

Melina

(she even has a cat)

Regina/ Rogerina

Brianna

Johanna

(and yes, Dodie would be a great Jo imo lol)

[cowboyypunk]

johanna deacon - spread your wings and fly away

[mayanangel]

FaceApp out here telling me that John Deacon in conventional drag would have smoked Rogerina, Melina AND Maggie out of the water.

[iminlovewith-rogers-car]

Our gorgeous ladies ♡♡♡

I hope you like these!

[youngsweetdisaster]

“and I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky yours until the rivers all run dry”

fem!deacury aesthetic for @supersonicqueerace bc her works are truly amazing af  ♡

[its-not-disco]

First attempt at fem!Queen Aka king.

Lil regina and johanna anytime🎤

[johndykeon]

sweet on the tip of my tongue

written for @stayinqpower’s genderbent!queen week!

read it on ao3

pairing: johanna deacon/regina taylor

warnings: oral sex, fingering

word count: 1319

summary: Johanna is fucking ethereal— absolutely unbelievable stretched out on the bed like this, her chest heaving, flushed red from her cheeks down to her chest. The hand not tangled in Regina’s hair is on one of her own tits, squeezing, playing with her nipple.

“Look at me,” Jo whines, and when Regina does she’s met with the sight of Johanna looking down at her with desperate, half-lidded eyes.

“Reg,” Johanna sighs, letting her head fall backward onto the pillow. Regina’s mouth is sinfully hot and wet on her cunt as she flattens her tongue, licks a long strip up to her clit, and Johanna whines, tossing her head to the side. Regina’s hands tighten on her thighs, holding her firmly in place as she sucks on her clit, pulling a choked moan from the back of Jo’s throat.

Regina has known Johanna for a long time now. It’s been years since they’d first gotten together, they’d been best friends since long before then, and Regina knows her probably better than Regina knows herself. She knows Johanna’s body; knows exactly what it is that makes her tick, knows just what it takes to make her fall apart. She knows what it takes to turn her into a whiny, desperate mess, what it takes to make her beg— and god if the sound of Johanna begging isn’t just music to Regina’s ears. She hums, closes her lips around Jo’s clit, swirls her tongue in circles just to hear her moan, low and needy.

Johanna is wet. Her wetness covers Regina’s cheeks and Regina’s mouth is filled with the taste of her and christ if it isn’t fucking intoxicating. Truth be told, this may very well be Regina’s favourite place to be in the world; lying on her stomach on the bed, her head between Johanna’s thighs, Jo’s legs hooked over her shoulders, fingers twisted in her hair. Her grip tightens whenever Regina does something she really likes, pulling, and it makes something electric race down Regina’s spine, spurring her on. The sounds Johanna makes are another thing entirely— all shuddering breaths and desperate moans and whimpers coaxed from the back of her throat, bitten off curses of Regina’s name that stoke the fire between Regina’s hips and leave her panties soaking wet.

Not to mention that Jo is fucking ethereal— absolutely unbelievable stretched out on the bed like this, her chest heaving, flushed red from her cheeks down to her chest. The hand not tangled in Regina’s hair is on one of her own tits, squeezing, playing with her nipple.

“Look at me,” Jo whines, and when Regina does she’s met with the sight of Johanna looking down at her with desperate, half-lidded eyes. She’s flushed and sweaty, her hair a mess on the pillow under her, her parted lips red and spit-slick. The sight of her makes Regina moan against her cunt, which in turn makes Johanna gasp, her back arching as her hips buck and her head tips back, the line of her throat stretching deliciously.

Regina rides the motion out easily, tightening her hold on Johanna’s thighs. She’ll probably have little fingerprint-shaped bruises there tomorrow, and the thought makes Regina’s stomach twist with arousal. She holds Johanna in place as she licks down, her tongue darting inside, thrusting a few times before pulling back and teasing up her slit, feeling Johanna clench against her.

“Oh fuck,” Johanna all but sobs, head thrashing against the bed. “Reg, your fingers— please, I— shit—”

Regina pulls back just enough to grin up at her, lips shiny with Jo’s wetness. “You want my fingers darling?”

Johanna nods frantically. “Please, Reg.”

Regina presses a kiss to Jo’s clit, featherlight, and Johanna whimpers. “You sound so pretty when you beg,” Regina says softly.

She lets go of one of Johanna’s thighs and brings her hand down, teasing two fingers over her entrance. Johanna lets out a breath of what sounds like yesyesyesyes, her hips bucking against Regina’s hand to try to get her fingers inside. Regina licks slowly at her clit as she rubs light circles over Jo’s entrance, not quite pressing inside, and the moan Johanna lets out is desperate and wrecked.

“God, you fucking tease,” she sobs, trying in vain to fuck down onto Regina’s fingers.

“Needy,” Regina hums airily, and she’s pretty sure that Johanna only manages to turn her whimper into more of a growl by sheer willpower alone.

“Shut up Reg,” Johanna snaps breathlessly. Regina dips her fingers inside, just a little, before she pulls them out, teases them up her slit to rub lightly over her clit. “God would you fucking get on with it al— oh, fuck!”

She breaks off with a choked moan as Regina finally pushes two fingers inside her, not wasting any time before she hooks them to press against Johanna’s g-spot, hard. Regina smirks.

“God you’re a cunt,” Johanna says, but it comes out thin and breathy.

Regina laughs. “You love me.”

“You’re lucky I do,” Johanna mutters, and Regina giggles before starting up a steady rhythm, slowly pumping her fingers in and out of her, gradually speeding up until she’s finger fucking her hard and fast.

Johanna gasps, her eyes squeezing shut. She clenches around Regina’s fingers when they curl inside her, dropping her head back, and when Regina’s mouth is suddenly back on her clit Johanna can’t seem to be quiet to save her life. She’s letting out these short, high-pitched moans like they’re being punched out of her; gasps of “ah ah ah” as Regina fingers her and sucks on her clit until she’s seeing stars.

“Another,” Johanna demands breathlessly, and Regina obliges, adding a third finger and moaning at the feeling of Johanna stretching so beautifully around her.

It draws a loud cry from Johanna’s throat and Regina is so turned on she feels like she might be going insane. All she knows is Johanna all around her— Johanna’s desperate moans mixing with the wet sounds of Regina’s fingers fucking in and out of her, Johanna’s fingers tugging hard on her hair, Johanna’s legs wrapped around her head. Her cunt is throbbing against Regina’s tongue, the salty-sweet taste of her filling her mouth. It’s utterly filthy and absolutely fucking divine and Regina’s head is spinning.

It’s a few minutes later when Johanna’s stomach starts to tense, her legs squeezing tighter around Regina’s head as she gasps “close.” Regina hums and closes her lips around Johanna’s clit, swirling her tongue as she pumps her fingers steadily, finding the right angle to hit her g-spot again and again. She flattens her tongue and licks a strip from where her fingers are disappearing inside Johanna up to her clit and Jo yanks on her hair so hard Regina sees stars.

It’s all breathless, high-pitched moans and gasps of yesyesyes and ah fuck, just like that and oh my god don’t stop, don’t stop until Johanna is going still, choking on a moan of Regina’s name as her whole body goes tense. She clenches wildly around Regina’s fingers as she comes, her back arching and her toes curling before finally she relaxes, breathing hard, her chest heaving. Slowly, her grip on Regina’s hair loosens.

Regina pulls away as soon as Jo becomes too sensitive, slipping her fingers out gently before giving her one last lick to clean her up a bit. Johanna whimpers softly in the back of her throat and slowly blinks her eyes open to look down at Regina. She looks so fucked out it leaves Regina breathless, her own need to come suddenly overwhelming.

Regina moves up the bed and kisses her, hard and needy. Jo licks into her mouth and moans, searching out the taste of herself, and it’s so fucking dirty and obscene that it makes Regina’s brain go fuzzy. When Johanna pulls away Regina can’t keep her eyes off of her— she’s the bloody picture of sin, laid out on the bed under her with her flushed cheeks, her sweaty hair sticking to her forehead, looking up at Regina with heavy eyes.

“Alright,” Johanna says finally, and her grin is as bright and mischievous as Regina’s ever seen it. She pushes at Regina’s shoulder until Regina lies back on the bed before climbing over her, a knee on either side of her waist. “Your turn.”

[rulingqueenarts98-blog]

Whelp, I ended up getting bored today and tried to act out the “We Will Rock You” scene in BoRhap, only genderbent AU King with Melina Mercury, Brianne May, Rogerina Taylor, and Johanna Deacon. I was curious as to how they would sound if VA’s did their voices since we’re more than familiar with how Queen sound like in interviews. I tried making a distinct voice for each of the King girls taking cues from Queen interviews and clips from the BoRhap movie. If my voice doesn’t 100% match up with the Queen fandom’s expectations for how they would sound, you can give this a go if you may (see what I did there XD I’m trash) and what kind of results you get. 

PS: Even though we don’t dare mention or talk about you know who (not THAT one from Harry Potter) they’re referred to as Paulina in the audio.