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[elliott-artin]

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[leonardalphachurch]

everything you’re saying is completely correct but i do think there’s more nuance in the problems with the way women are written in the show vs just season before season 11 good after season 11 bad. which i’m not saying that’s what you’re saying i just also want an excuse to talk about the way female characters are treated.

there’s a definite difference between the way women are written in the different eras of the show. looking at bgc, there is a LOT of misogynistic humor levied at the women; the women in bgc face more overt misogyny than at any other point in the show. there are also only 3 women over the 5 seasons, compared to the 14 men (the disparity in numbers will continue through all eras of the show, though). however, they’re also WAY more fleshed out than the freelancer women are— and even the post 11 women at times. kai was reduced down to “party girl” in the original post but i don’t think that’s fair at all. for a character who was really only in a little over half a season of the show (pre 16) she has a really dynamic characterization. she’s not immune to the misogyny of blood gulch but she IS a fleshed out character. she’s colorblind; she speaks fluent spanish and knows morse code, implying a proficiency in languages; she has an actual backstory of how and why she joined the army, something that even most of the reds and blues don’t get; she’s bisexual; she’s terrible at picking up social cues; and, most importantly, she’s on the same level as the rest of the reds and blues in terms of power and narrative. kai and jensen are the ONLY female characters who are allowed to be as much of a fuckup as the rest of the cast. and we’ll get to jensen later. (ohio is also a fuckup but she’s barely a character and even then, within the triplets she’s often the most competent!). all of the reds and blues are messy assholes and kai is really the only female character that is actually equal to them (tho even then, her status as a little sister character does give her an element of being below the other characters— not to even mention the fact that she literally was not named besides her title of how she related to a male character). as for kai in 16-17. we already wrote about this in a much better way than we’re doing here so. go read those posts.

sheila is a really interesting character because like. she is literally a tool for men to ride around in and use. but she is also, imo, maybe the best written female character? besides maybe kimball? but sheila and kimball’s problems are very similar, actually. looking at sheila in a vacuum, she’s unbelievably dynamic and imo compelling. she’s a military tank who’s purpose is to kill, and she does take pleasure in violence! but she’s also. motherly? and a romantic. and vindictive and jealous. and caring and kind. she has multiple arcs, which is a trait she shares only with carolina (and kind of tex? tex’s arcs are. complicated.) she’s like. a really interesting character. there’s such a deep well there. but her problem is not a problem with her, it’s a problem with the rest of the show. her motherly behavior and general competence puts her on a higher pedestal than the reds and blues have. and like. there isn’t a problem with writing a woman who’s motherly. especially since she’s so fleshed out besides that. like, toriel isn’t a misogynistic character just bc she’s a mom. but the difference between toriel and sheila is that undertale has countless female characters with contrasting traits while rvb. does not. if rvb had tons of other female characters all at different levels of competence and personality types than sheila would be perfect. but it does not. and as it is two out of the three female characters in blood gulch are at least in part defined by how they take care of the male characters around them.

which i guess i should talk about kimball bc she has the same problem. kimballs actual writing is FANTASTIC. but again, chorus has numbers issue. out of the 10 new main characters introduced during chorus, only three of them are women. better numbers than bgc, but still not great. and if we consider ALL characters, not just new ones, then out of the 22 main characters, only four are women. and three of those four women are, again, hypercompetent and taking care of the men around them. there is more of a nuance to this dynamic in chorus bc i do think chorus has overall the best treatment of female characters but there’s still a lot of issues there.

especially with jensen. i do like jensen a lot, and i do really appreciate getting another cringefail woman to the cast. unfortunately her entire plot line is about the fact that she’s a woman. obviously, being a woman is an important part of. being a woman. but nearly everything about jensen’s arc is about how she’s the girl. simmons’ whole thing in 12 is his “nerdy” misogyny of seeing women as some untouchable separate species. which, funny enough, is kind of a microcosm of the entire issue with the shows treatment of women. make no mistake: the fear of women is rooted in misogyny. simmons behavior towards “volleyball” (refusing to give her a promotion because she intimidated him) is just as misogynistic as tucker’s (wanting to give her a promotion because she’s attractive to him). and this is never dealt with. (the misogyny is, in fact, doubled down in psas, but if i want to start complaining about the psas i’ll be here all week). even like, her trait of being bad at driving is a misogynistic stereotype? and like. i don’t think that was the intention there but you can see the problem when whole reason for existing in the first place was for a man (her boss) to be misogynistic at her. and then giving her a romance plot with palomo is like. we get it. she’s the girl. men attracted to women. can she please at least get an apology for how simmons treated her please.

you’ve explained a lot of the issues with the pfl ladies but again, the only characterization that women are allowed to have during the pfl era is “hypercompetent bitch”. obviously, all of the freelancers are hypercompetent, given their status as elite soldiers, but even within their ranks all the women are presented as being cutthroat, extremely capable, cold-hearted bitches, while the men are allowed to be soft, caring, lovable goofballs. york and north are allowed to wax poetic about the morality of pfl while CT yells at wash to “wake the fuck up”. wash and york are allowed to have major fuckups on their missions with little consequence shown to the audience while when north and south fuck up their mission, only south is blamed for it, and when she points out how unfair that is it’s treated as a tantrum and it’s never acknowledged that she’s right. there IS a double standard. wyoming, the one male character who was presented as being as cutthroat and cold blooded as the rest of the pfl women are, is just. written out. looking at numbers again, pfl has the best ratio but it’s still off. out of the 14 main characters, 5 are women. i didn’t even include wyoming or any of the innies in that count. out of the 5 women, ALL of them are hypercompetent and four of them are consistently characterized as “bitches”. and you could make an argument for 9er having that trait too. out of the nine male characters, NONE of the freelancer men have really. any negative traits. the only men who are presented in a negative light are the villains.

last but not least is shizno. i don’t have a lot to say here but. starting with kalirama— do you remember how excited people were when she first showed up. why was she just dropped. the fact that she was dropped was so egregious that the writer for 17 literally made chrovos a women to make up for the fact that he thought kalirama wasn’t utilized enough. i’m not joking that’s literally the reason. and about chrovos. look i think the god of all time not having a set gender is good and makes sense but. i kinda wish she was like. actually fluid in her gender and changed formed a few times. bc as it is she’s just kind of. a trans woman. and there’s nothing wrong with making your time god villain a trans woman (it’s actually awesome and everyone should do this) but when that’s. the only trans character you have. and it’s introduced with a joke about a sex change (in character comment for donut to make but. it still sucks) it’s like. it’s like. don’t do that.

and then dylan. she’s fine. i think she should’ve been way more unhinged. the thing is she is kind of unhinged in the first few episodes? like she shoots jax without remorse. she breaks into active military investigations. she negotiates a man’s suicide. but it feels like the second she gets with the reds and blues all the interesting parts of her character vanish and she just turns into. nice lady who takes care of the men around her. again. AGAIN.

it’s tiring. no more women who have the only brain cell. no more hypercompetent women who take care of men. from now on we only write cringefail lesbians.

(also i want to be clear here that when i call a woman’s characterization “bitch” i am not calling her a bitch, i am saying that that is how the writers are characterizing her. “bitch” is a character trait to misogynistic men, which is essentially “woman who has too much power and doesn’t respect men and you should hate her for it”. “bitch” isn’t just “woman who’s mean” it’s specifically about how the woman interacts with men (though sometimes that man is just the male author). as an example: despite being possibly the most cruel woman of the cast, grey isn’t characterized as a “bitch” because she’s never presented as being cruel for how she undermines a man’s character. contrast that with CT, who is literally in the right, but still gets the “bitch” characterization because of treatment of wash.)

In general up until like season 11 most of the women in the show are very one dimensional and they're often ignored until they can move along the guys plotlines. They’re also focused on a lot less. Aside from like. Carolina. The girls are all shelved over and over. Kai just got straight up removed for like 7 seasons. Comparing the girls to Redteam. Both are part of the plot but aren’t the main focus of the story, but red team gets fleshed out dynamics, diverse characters, multi faceted personalities, even Donut the guy whose personality is “gay jokes” gets hobbies and friends and interesting interactions. And the girls get. The angry one. Died to further the plot. Party girl. Hell Tex gets killed over and over to give motivation to the Churches. A lot of the depth and complexities of the girls has to be made up by the viewer. And while there are good women leaders in the show, there are like no girls who are allowed to have character development sans Carolina. They’re not allowed to make mistakes or grow from them. Their shows of emotions aren’t taken seriously by anyone around them. The girls are for the most part not allowed to be anything but perfect. When they make any mistakes they're immediately made out to be the bad guys. South is literally designed to be hated for traits that she shares with people like Sarge and Church. Ct is killed to give Wash trust issues and as a way to push her bf guys existence into the story and explain desert!ct. In general I absolutely love the girls and think they deserve better than what they got. For the person (tried to @ them but tumblr wont let me?) in the comments of one of my posts who asked me to explain why i think the way rvb women are written isn't good, thanks btw /gen. I love excuses to write out my thoughts <3

[shieldofiron]

I just wanted you to know that I am never not thinking about your harringrove frat au 🥰 and so I was wondering, would you ever tell us more about the first time steve & billy met/interacted in this au?? 🥺

I would LOVE TO. A little bit of a shout out in here to the TV show Greek, which I rewatched just the other day.

——

Billy was sweating like a whore in Church.

The group was loosely walking together in groups of twos and fours, everyone’s hands stuffed in their pockets.

And in front of him the guy laughed. Billy’s mind went blank, filled with creamy mole speckled skin and big brown eyes.

He wasn’t the tallest guy, either. Just the right height that they could hold hands or kiss without-

Billy had to stop that line of thinking then and there.

The buy stated lagging behind, long Bambi legs slowing until Billy and Argyle had caught up to him.

“Hi! I’m Steve Harrington,” he waved when he said it, like a dad at a barbecue. Billy immediately wanted to tongue him down from head to toe.

“Ey, Brochacho. I’m Alejandro Hernandez Aguilar but everyone calls me Argyle. This is Billy,” Argyle patted Billy’s chest.

“Hargrove.” Billy grunted.

“So who do you think you want to rush?” Steve stuffed his hands into the pockets of his puffy vest, grinning like a politician.

Argyle looked at Billy first, which sucked ass because all the words had just fled him in the headlights of those big Bambi eyes.

“Probably Alpha… uh Alpha Tau. Argyle’s a legacy,” Billy muttered.

“We’re kind of a package deal,” Argyle said with a smile.

“How about you?” Billy said it way too fast, wanting to keep Harrington around a little longer.

“I’m a legacy at Alpha. And Lambda Chi, uh, cuz of my granddad. But I’m actually interested in the next house.”

“Theta Pi Sigma,” the leader’s voice boomed from the front.

The house looked a lot tougher than some of the others. The white paint was peeling, and one of the letters by the door was hanging upside down. The leader rang the doorbell and then made his way slowly out of the crowd, looking weird as hell.

A skinny guy came out of the house, “Hey rushes. Welcome to Theta. First of all, does anyone know of our reputation?”

Hands rose around them. Argyle went to raise his hand but Harrington reached out and held it down.

“Great. All those with your hands raised. Go the fuck home,” the guy grinned.

Everyone hesitated.

“Go!”

The guys raising their hands scattered, leaving Billy and Argyle, Harrington of course, a tall, nerdy looking guy with long curly dark hair, and a twink with short blonde hair.

“The rest of you,” the skinny guy opened the door, “welcome.”

The house, which had looked empty and somewhat dark from the outside, was in the full swing of a party. A few guys by the door cheered, gesturing that they should all come inside.

“I heard they liked virgins,” Harrington was right next to Billy’s ear eliciting a shiver.

“This house doesn’t look like a virgin’s been inside since 1985,” Billy joked.

Harrington threw an arm around Billy’s shoulder, pinning him with those big beautiful brown eyes. “Oh, I fuckin’ like you, Billy Hargrove.”

[redacted-coiner]

Alpha, Beta, Omega

Gamma, Delta, Epsilon

Zeta, Eta, Theta

Iota, Kappa, Lambda

Mu, Nu, Xi

Sigma, Pi, Omicron

Phi, Tau (Pandynamic)

Atypical scents, Xenosecondary (𝚾/Chi), Typical scents

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[jaybird3756]

Therian PSA:

I’ve seen some people say that they are afraid to wear the Theta-Delta out in public or that some anti-therian people have recognized it or questioned it.

In America, if you are college age or older, you can explain your theta-delta as a collegiate Fraternity or Sorority symbol.

Fraternities and sororities are basically socially accepted cults in colleges that identify themselves with names of two to three Greek letters. Examples: Chi Omega (sorority), Delta Delta Delta (sorority), Sigma Alpha Epsilon (fraternity), Sigma Nu (fraternity).

Fraternities are for boys (or can be gender neutral or co-Ed in liberal universities depending on the fraternity) and sororities are for girls.

If someone questions your Theta-Delta and you are not comfortable telling them you are a therian, tell them that it’s the symbol of your sorority/fraternity called Theta Delta. They will say something like “oh I haven’t heard of that one?” And just tell them that it’s a small fraternity/sorority that was local to the area you went to school.

The people that would not be okay with therians are the same type of people that vibe with fraternities and sororities.

[melabea]

More Dynamic Symbols

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[ids: 12 images; all grey colored lowercase greek letters. in order: chi, delta, epsilon, eta, gamma, iota, kappa, lambda, mu, nu, omnicron, phi, pi, psi, rho, sigma, tau, theta, upsilon, xi, and zeta. /end ids]

Personal Dynamic Symbols.

all symbols are these lowercase greek letters (chi, delta, epsilon, eta, gamma, iota, kappa, lambda, mu, nu, omnicron, phi, pi, psi, rho, sigma, tau, theta, upsilon, xi, & zeta) colored grey & in the font "RocknRoll One".

[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

Princess - Frat! Tyler Galpin x FEM! Reader

Literally all I can think about is Frat Boy! Tyler. OMFG I need him out of my head.

Summary: As the presidents of Alpha Sig and Theta Chi, you and Tyler have to Co-Host the annual ASA/THETA CI Halloween party together

Warnings: Tyler is a bit of an ass, language, smut, mirror sex, Dom Tyler, unprotected sex (USE PROTECTION PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!) not proofread!! 🫣

You ran over your mental checklist, checking to make sure that everything was set up perfectly for the annual Alpha Sigma and Theta Chi Halloween dance. 

As President of ASA, you had more responsibilities than others, having to overlook food, music, drinks, and decorations. Your duties were supposed to be shared with the Theta Chi President, Tyler Galpin, but you had guessed the guy, whom you hated, had no plans to help you out., even though the party was at his fucking frat house.  

Your phone buzzed. 

where r u???? we were supposed to start getting ready 40 min ago!

you typed a reply to your best friend.

Tyler never showed. 

what an asshole

You laughed at the message before doing one last check that everything was in place. 

As you turned to leave the big room that was designated for the party, you saw Tyler in the doorway. He was looking around the room, at all of your hard work, that he would more than likely take credit for. 

“Looks good, Princess.” You rolled your eyes at the nickname he’d given you freshman year. His signature pretty smirk stretched across his lips sent a flutter through you. 

“Thanks for helping, dickhead.” You pushed past him. locking the door to the mansion. 

The two of you stood in silence with him smirking at you and you glaring at him. 

You knew he was going to bring up the duo costume you were required to do, and Tyler, being Tyler, had basically forced you into being a Prince and Princess. 

“Can’t wait to see you in what I picked out.” 

That was another thing. In the midst of you doing all the heavy lifting, Tyler got costume duty. You had yet to see what he had chosen for you to wear. 

“Tyler, I swear to GOD-” He stepped closer to you, his large hand reaching up to move a fallen strand hair behind your ear. 

“Don’t worry, Princess.” His voice was low and smooth. “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” His eyes glanced down at your parted lips and then back to yours before winking. “After you, M’Lady.” He let you pass him as you walked down the stairs of the frat house, decorated to a “T” for the spooky holiday. “See you tonight!” You got into your car and drove the short way to the ASA house. 

...

“Holy shit.” You stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a pale pink princess costume, complete with a fully boned corset. Your friend stared at you, mesmerized by the gorgeous dress Tyler had picked out. You had feared Tyler was going to give you a slutty nurse costume or something like that, but he had, of course, surprised you. It fit you like a glove, the sparkly pink corset extenuating your waist perfectly. You had pinned up your hair in a pretty updo and topped it with the beautiful gold gown Tyler had given you. Complete with your simple but pretty makeup, you looked like a million bucks. 

“Holy shit! Galpin has great taste.” You couldn’t help but blush, your cheeks mirroring the color of your dress. Your friend was dressed as Dorothy, the rest of your friend group completing the Oz gang. 

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, wondering what you would look like next to him. Maybe even on his arm... 

“Fuck.” 

You had to get there early to welcome the guests and you were already running late. Your phone buzzed.

I’m outside, princess. 

You had to reread the message Tyler sent before replying. 

What?

What kind of prince would I be if I didn’t take my princess to the ball in a carriage?

“Tyler’s outside.”

“What?”

You showed her the messages and her eyes widened.

“Shit! What do I do?”

She rolled her eyes.

“Go!” You glare at her and she shrugs in reply. “He’s hot.”

When you got to the main entrance of the house, you paused. Through the window you could see Tyler and an actual fucking coachman. Tyler had rented a horse and carriage ride for the two of you.

“And here the lovely lady is.” His devilish smirk was back, contrasting the large gold crown atop his head.

You had to admit, he looked handsome in his costume, a white medieval blouse with a dark blue cape attached to it, a fake sword sheathed at his waist.

You fought off the little voice in your head that said he always looks handsome.

Tyler held his hand out to you as you got closer to the white carriage. You couldn’t help but blush under his gaze as he took in your costume, suddenly nervous.

As we settled into the carriage, Tyler leaned into your ear, whispering in a low voice that gave you goosebumps, “You look absolutely beautiful.” His hand was still holding yours from when he helped you into the carriage but neither of you let go.

You’d assumed that Tyler would have the coachman go straight to the frat house and when you asked he said,

“What kind of royals would we be if we didn’t make a grand entrance?”

“Tyler we have to be there fir-“

“Don’t worry, M’lady. It’s handled.”

After a carriage ride through a nearby park, the party had been going on for around 40 minutes and Tyler asked the man to bring you to the house.

Your heart beat when the driver slowed down, the horse coming to stop in front of the grand staircase. Once again, Tyler helped you like a gentleman. As you walked up the steps, his hand slipped from yours which made your heart sink, just a bit.

The wide doors were open, the music blasting, sorority girls and frat boys everywhere.

Your breath caught in your throat when you felt Tyler’s hand on your lower back, guiding you further into the large room.

To be honest, you had felt like you were in a cliche. Like in a Disney movie when everyone stops to watch the beautiful girl, or in this case, you and Tyler.

His hand gripped you a bit tighter and he pulled you closer to him.

A group of girls in skimpy costumes immediately formed a half circle around Tyler, telling him how great the party was. You tried to slip from his grasp to go find your friends but Tyler pulled you back into his body.

“Thanks ladies, but you’d have to thank my lovely Y/N for the party. After all, my little princess planned everything, didn’t you?” You suddenly felt shy in his presence, like he was forcing you to be praised, which, in a weird way, was attractive.

“Yes.” Was all you could manage out. But, it was clear that the girls were only interested in Tyler, and not the decorations you had meticulously hung around the space.

“Alright girls, I’d love to stay and chat but M’lady needs a drink.” He flashed his million dollar smile and led you away from them.

You felt so awkward. Having spent the last hour with your rival who was undoubtedly also whom you had fantasized about for four years. It felt surreal. You downed a shot of Tito’s, not wanting to think about it anymore.

Of course, because of course he had, Tyler had hacked your Spotify and added a slow song to the party playlist you had curated. When you heard the music your eyes widened, embarrassed that you had forgotten to double check your playlist. You hadn’t realized that the floor had cleared and that Tyler was standing in the middle of it.

“Y/N.” You looked to your friend, frantically trying to find the device to change the song.

“What!??”

She motioned with her head to where he was standing, causing your mouth to fall open. Everyone was watching.

Tyler held his hand out to you, grinning.

“Girl if you do not dance with him I will kill you wi-“

You cut your friend off by slowly walking to meet him.

“May I have this dance?” You rolled your eyes before placing your hand in his.

“Yes, you may.” His grin widened and he pulled you in close, placing one of his hands on your back. You brought your free hand to his shoulder.

”Everyone is staring at us, Tyler.” 

“I’m pretty sure they are watching you, babe.” 

“What? Why?” Tyler’s hand left your waist to tilt your chin up to him, his thumb just barely touching the bottom of your lip. Your breathing went ragged. 

“Because you look fucking gorgeous.” He opened his mouth to say something else, but stopped himself. He brought his hand back to your waist and smiled at you. 

Of fucking course Tyler could dance. Except for actually fucking sucking, he was perfect. More people took to the dance floor with their dates, which made you more comfortable.

Tyler could feel you relax in his arms. He removed his hand from yours, bringing it to your waist, pulling you in closer. You now were swaying awkwardly with your hands hovering over his chest. He was trying not to laugh at your flustered self, your cheeks pink and how you wouldn’t make eye contact with him. Tyler knew he made you nervous, hell that was the reason he was such an ass to you, so he could watch the effect he had on you. And dammit if you didn’t have the same effect on him.

He wanted so badly to dip his head and kiss you but knew it probably wasn’t the best idea. 

“Sweetheart just put your arms around my neck.” Your heart beat faster at the new nickname but you did as you were told. Unfortunately, this meant that when you looked up, you were basically nose to nose. You watched, mesmerised by him, how his eyes travelled to your mouth, how his tongue darted out a bit to wet his, the slightest tighten of his grip around you, how when he looked into your eyes once again, his pupils were blown and his smirk was back. 

Fuck. 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 

You cannot be turned on right now. Not by Tyler Fucking Galpin!

The universe seemed to read your mind and the slow song ended, leading you to unwrap yourself from his grasp. He looked a little startled as you smoothed out your dress. 

“I gotta go find my friends.” Before he could respond, you were gone, leaving Tyler alone amongst his drunk classmates. 

You had been successfully ignoring Tyler, your heart, and the slight ache between your legs for the past few hours, mingling with friends, being a good host, ect. 

Suddenly you felt a presence behind you and thinking it was Tyler, you didn’t turn around. 

“Do you wanna dance?” A voice that did not belong to Tyler surprised you and you turned around. In front of you stood a blonde guy, dressed as Fred from Scooby Doo, who you vaguely remember seeing at other parties. The first thing you thought was 

He is not as attractive as Tyler.

Not wanting to be rude to the guy you agreed and followed him to the dance floor.

The two of you danced to the upbeat music, his hands resting on your waist. 

You forgot about Tyler for the time being, getting lost in the music. It felt nice, dancing with someone random, having fun.

Unbeknownst to you, Tyler had been watching you dance with your new friend. He was pissed. He had been so generous. Bought you a very nice dress, rented a carriage for the night, slow danced with you at a fucking frat party, and this is how you were thanking him? He was glaring daggers at the blonde guy who you had been grinding on for the past minute. Tyler snapped when the guy turned you around, trying to pull you in for a kiss. 

“Oh fuck this.”

He hightailed it to where you were, wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling your back against his front. 

You were startled to say the least, ready to turn around and slap whoever just grabbed you but when you heard Tyler’s voice in your ear, your heart stopped. 

“The fuck do you think you’re doing Princess?” His lowered voice sent shivers down your spine. Tyler’s eyes locked on your dance partner who was standing in disbelief at the two of you. 

“Listen man, I didn’t know she-” Tyler interrupted him. 

“Get the hell out.” He didn’t wait for a reply, promptly turning the two of you around. His large hand grabbed yours, leading you up the stairs. 

“Tyler! Where are we going?” You tried to shake your arm from his grasp, but he just tightened his grip. He led you into what you figured was his room. “Tyler we were just dancing!” You jumped as he slammed the door. 

“Oh really?” His fingers grazed your arms, his hot breath on your neck. “You were just dancing with him?” You look up and realize that you are in front of a mirror. Tyler’s eyes are on yours. He still looks devilishly handsome, his crown sitting perfectly atop his head. 

You, however, look flushed, from the dancing, your cheeks reddened, your chest straining against the tightened fabric of the corset, the tiara on your head slightly off center. 

Tyler’s eyes scan down your body and you feel his hand travel to your lower back, right on the tie of your corset, playing with the strings. You can hear the music from the party downstairs but all you can concentrate on is Tyler. The heat radiating off of his body, the featherlight touch of his fingers on your waist, the way his eyes were locked on yours. 

“Were you avoiding me,” his voice lowered as he dipped his head further into your neck, “princess?” Suddenly, Tyler pulled you flush against his body, causing you to gasp. “Answer me.” You had to look away from him, far too embarrassed to hold his gaze.

“Yes.”

Tyler laughed. 

“I’m gonna ask you a few questions and I’d like you to answer honestly.” His hand slides up your waist, up the fancy pink fabric of your corset, skimming over the hot skin of your chest, and up to your chin. Tyler tilts your chin up with his fingers, bringing your gaze back to his before his hand settles gently on your throat. 

“Do I make you nervous?” His mouth was right by the shell of your ear, his voice sending shivers down your spine. All you could do was nod. “Use your words, princess.” Heat rose to your cheeks. 

“Yes.” Tyler grinned. 

“Now why is that, baby?” Your body subconsciously reacted to his words, rolling your hips back into his ever-so-slightly. He chuckles and his lips graze your neck.

“Be-because I…” His eyes lock on yours through the mirror again, a evil grin spread across his lips.

“Because you…?” His lips return to your neck, finding a spot to behind your ear, pulling it between his lips. You gasp, your hips rolling back into his again.

You remain silent, because you are embarrassed, you tell yourself. Not because you are too enthralled in Tyler’s movements. His hand on your throat tightens and your eyes meet his.

“Don’t make me ask again.”

Your arms erupt with goosebumps and you are certain Tyler can feel the heat radiating off of you.

Still, you don’t answer, hoping to remain neutral to his touches.

“Hmm.” You can see a wicked glint in his eyes. “Guess I’ll just have to fuck the answer out of you then.”

Your eyes widen at his vulgar words but you can’t help your body’s reaction. You can feel him, all of him, pressing into your back.

His mouth returns to your neck, his lips and teeth finding any available skin to mark.

You try to conceal the sounds that are coming from your mouth, to no avail. Tyler already knows the effect he has on you. The effect you have desperately trying to avoid the entire night.

“Tyler…” His lips leave your neck and you turn to look at him. You take him in, his beautiful eyes, his swollen lips, his permanent smirk, and the fucking crown that seems to be superglued onto his perfect hair.

His gaze locks onto your lips and your heart races.

Before you can finish your sentence, his mouth is on yours. Tyler’s kiss is hungry. You moan into his mouth and feel him smirk.

Not breaking the kiss, Tyler turns you to face him. You barely register the fact that he’s backed you up against his door. Your hands travel to his face, bringing him impossibly closer while his bring the fabric of your dress up. You break the kiss when you feel his touch on your bare thigh.

“Oh what’s wrong, Princess?” Your blush is permanent and you can’t meet his eyes, only watching where his hands have come to rest on your skin. “Afraid that I might find out how you really feel about me?”

Yes.

You want to say it.

You could feel your arousal. And soon, Tyler would too. And his suspicions would ring true.

“Just say it and it will be so much easier, princess…” One of his hands leaves your thigh to return to your neck, bringing you to meet his gaze again. “I’ll give you what you want either way.” Your thighs squeeze together, Tyler’s hand caught in between them, making him laugh. “Sweetie you’re only hurting yourself here. The quicker you say it, the quicker-“

“Tyler, please.” He stops at your words.

There is silence for a few seconds.

“I need more than that baby.” His hand slides up your thighs, making you gasp.

“Fuck.”

“Oh a pretty lady like you shouldn’t use words like that. Try again.”

You glare at him and suddenly his knuckle drags against your core. You spasm, struggling to keep the curse words from leaving your mouth.

You look at him again and the fucker is grinning.

“Tyler…” You pause to collect your thoughts, and whatever is left of your dignity before continuing. “I’m attracted to you. And I don’t want to be so I was- I was avoiding you.”

“So you like me?” The grin hasn’t left.

You don’t respond right away so Tyler brushes his knuckle against you once again.

“Yes.” You whisper.

“Would you like me to touch you now? I think you earned it, don’t you, princess?”

You can’t help but nod.

He’s gone from your vision in less than a second, on the ground between your legs.

You could take a picture, Tyler Galpin in between your awaiting thighs, a crown sitting atop his head while he looks ready to devour you whole.

His hands slide up your thighs to your underwear, which you had matched the best you could to the corset he’d provided. Tyler groans as the lacy pink fabric comes into his view.

You step out of your panties, wobbling a bit on your heels, but Tyler steadies you. He hooks one of your legs over his shoulders, taking you in. You flush at the fact that you can feel yourself practically dripping for him. You make eye contact with him once more before he dives in.

Tyler’s mouth latches onto your clit, sucking it like his life depends on it, making you let out a strangled moan. Your hands grab onto the back of his head, pushing him further into you. Tyler’s tongue licks up your cunt, dipping into you slightly before swirling around your clit. You gasp, unable to find words, and so he does it again. And again. You feel your release coming, tugging tighter on his hair and his mouth latches onto your clit again, sucking it through your high.

Your gaze travels to the mirror where you see yourself against his door, gasping for air, while Tyler is seeking purchase between your thighs. The sight pushes you over.

As your euphoria hits you, Tyler’s younger is there, making sure he gets every last drop that comes out of you. You struggle at the sensitivity but his grip on you tightens, forcing you to his mouth.

When he’s sure he has licked you clean, he stands, grinning again. He follows your gaze to the mirror.

“Oh… little princess likes to watch herself get fucked, now does she?” He doesn’t wait for an answer before pulling you closer to the mirror, placing your hands on it.

“Don’t move.”

He stands behind you again, gaze on yours while he pulls your skirt up. You hear him undo his belt and zipper. You close your eyes.

“Eyes on me, Y/N.” Your eyes open instantly, finding his in the reflection of the mirror.

And suddenly, you feel him. You have no idea what to expect, not being able to see him, but your body is ready, cunt dripping once more.

“Count of five?”

You nod.

“Five. Four. Three-“ Tyler thrusts into you, one hand gripping your waist, the other next to yours on the mirror.

“Asshole!” You struggle to adjust to his size, trying to calm your body down after he went two seconds too early.

“I’m full of surprises.” He slams into you again, eyes locking in on yours.

His hand once again finds your clit, rolling it between his thumb and pointer finger as his hips slam into yours.

You desperately try to contain the noises, but how can you when you are watching him fuck you like that? The sight of him alone could make you come. The two of you, a prince and a princess, the gold crowns sat atop your heads, a perfect match.

You moan his name as he pinches your clit, coming once again as he groans into your neck.

“God you’re so fucking pretty, baby.” He keeps drilling into you, fucking you through your high while chasing his. You watch him in the mirror, head hurried into your neck, his strained hand on the mirror, fingers barely touching yours, his other hand deep within the fabric of your dress.

Tyler spills into you, letting out a deep “Holy shit.”

His head leaves your your neck and he grins at the sight of the two of you, mostly you, too fucked out to care about what comes next. You whine as you feel him pull out of you, zipping his pants back up. His hands return to your waist, pulling you back into him.

“So girlfriend, why don’t we go rejoin the party?” He kisses your neck, leading you to the door.

“Tyler… give me my underwear.” He grins.

“You know what, princess? I think I’ll keep ‘em for now. That way if you talk to another guy, you’ll feel me dripping down those pretty thighs of yours.” He winks at you before leading you back down the stairs.

:) god I’m so goin’ to hell.

[omegai]

My Dynamic Flags

[pt: my dynamic flags]

Alpha | Beta | Omega

Gamma | Delta | Epsilon | Zeta | Eta | Theta

Iota | Kappa | Lambda | Mu | Nu | Xi

Omicron | Pi | Rho | Sigma | Tau | Upsilon

Phi | Chi | Psi

xenosecondary/dynamic chi

anons phi & tau

[realcleverscience]

Wait... WE can read Greek?!

I was reading a wiki article about ancient artifacts when it shared some Greek words that were inscribed on the artifacts:

ΚΡΙΟΣ

ΤΑΥΡΟΣ

ΔΙΔΥΜΟΙ

ΚΑΡΚΙΝΟΣ

ΛΕΩΝ

ΠΑΡΘΕΝΟΣ

ΧΗΛΑΙ

ΣΚΟΡΠΙΟΣ

ΤΟΞΟΤΗΣ

ΑΙΓΟΚΕΡΩΣ

ΥΔΡΟΧΟΟΣ

ΙΧΘΥΕΣ

Of course, my first thought was that I obviously can't read that... but... I kept looking and realized that I could sort of read some of the greek, thanks to knowing certain greek words and letters, mostly from my scientific interests, but other places as well.

For instance, look at the second word: "ΤΑΥΡΟΣ" Spelled out: Tau-Alpha-Upsilon-Rho*-Omicron-Sigma = TAUROS. The bull, which you may recognize from astrology or from the mino-taur (minoan bull) of mythology.

(*There were a few letters that I was less familiar with: e.g. P = Rho. Basically it's an R without the bottom-right leg. Also remember that there are kind of three "O"s: Regular O = Omicron; Ω = Omega; Θ = Theta, which looks like an O but isn't)

Let's try the 4th word: "ΚΑΡΚΙΝΟΣ"

Kappa-Alpha-Rho-Kappa-Iota*-Nu-Omicron-Sigma = Karkinos = Crab.

(*The expression "not one iota" is bc the letter "i" began as one little tiny line or event a dot. e.g. In hebrew, the letter is known as "yud" and is the smallest and simplest letter. It looks like a comma.)

For those familiar with astrology, they may know this is also known as "cancer", and is the origin for the use of the medical condition as well. (You may have heard about certain foods being "carcinogenic" = carcin generating = cancer causing.)

(Why "crab" for "cancer"? - NPR: "...Hippocrates because he was around very early. And some time about 400 B.C., he was examining many cancer patients with what we'd call today end-stage cancer... And he applied the Greek word karkinos, which means crab. A lot of explanations, all of them equally wonderful and all of them equally difficult to prove, but why did he use that? And if you examine a tumor, if you actually feel malignant tumor, you'll note that it's hard as a rock. And so some have explained that it reminded him of the hard shell of a crab. But others have said it.. may have reminded him of the pain that a malignant tumor induces. It's much like the sharp pinch of a crab's claw. And an even better version is that it suggests the tenacity with which, you know, a crab bites you…")

Ok, next is the 5th word: ΛΕΩΝ: Lambda-Epsilon-Omega-Nu = Leon = Lion (I think this one is easy, but perhaps that's bc my name, Ari, means Lion.)

Next: "ΠΑΡΘΕΝΟΣ" Pi - Alpha - Rho - Theta - Epsilon - Nu - Omicron - Sigma = Parthenos = Virgin Again, astrology fans may recognize the word. Zoo fans may recognize the word from stories about lizards in zoos suddenly becoming pregnant on their own, known as "parthenogensis" - virgin birth. (Christians may recognize the word for similar reasons!) Or you may be familiar with the Parthenon, an ancient greek temple to Athena the "virgin/maiden goddess".

Two words later, #8: "ΣΚΟΡΠΙΟΣ" Sigma-Kappa-Omicron-Rho-Pi-Iota-Omicron-Sigma = Skorpios = Scorpion!

Next: "ΤΟΞΟΤΗΣ" - This one's a bit harder Tau-Omicron-Xi*-Omicron-Tau-Eta-Sigma (*That's a hard letter. There's also apparently a similar letter represented by "X")

= Toxotes. I wouldn't have recognized this as the word for "archer" (technically, "bow") but you may recognize the word as the root for "toxic", which I just learned is derived from the word for archer - either bc it harms like an arrow, or bc the arrows were dipped in poison, making them toxic arrows.)

Ok, let's jump to the last one: "ΙΧΘΥΕΣ" Iota-Chi-Theta-Upsilon-Epsilon-Sigma = Ichthyes

People who've played animal crossing, or maybe just love fish or biology, may recognize this as part of the word "ichthyology" - the study of fish.

By now you may have guessed that the ancient object was a calendar of sorts, and was here listing the various months with their astrological signs.

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So it kind of blew my mind to realize that I can sort of read greek.

Clearly this doesn't mean that I can just open up ancient or modern greek texts and start translating - but, I'm a LOT closer to that for greek than for most other languages. And not just me, but all of us. Which is just amazing. If I opened a book in russian or japanese, I'd be totally lost. I can't read the alphabet and I have basically zero familiarity with russian or japanese root words. But as westerns who speak english and use mathematics that both largely evolved from/with greek sources, we are all a lot closer to this ancient language than we probably assumed.

Kinda puts a new perspective on the phrase, "it's all Greek to me".

[m0nberry]

OMEGAVERSE IS BORING

So I made it more interesting. Here, have an expanded omegaverse with 24 dynamics for each letter of the Greek Alphabet. Just to make it extra fun we gave each dynamic a super power. Feel free to use this to add some zest to your omegaverse content :)

Alpha: super strength

Beta: invisibility

Gamma: pyrokinesis

Delta: clairvoyance

Epsilon: technopathy

Zeta: wind manipulation

Eta: flight

Theta: nullification

Iota: enhanced senses

Kappa: hydrokinesis

Lambda: durability

Mu: animal speech

Nu: probability manipulation

Xi: elasticity

Omicron: hypnosis

Pi: circular force fields

Rho: shape-shifting

Sigma: telepathy

Tau: super speed

Upsilon: fog control

Phi: plant manipulation

Chi: healing

Psi: telekinesis

Omega: empathy

Have fun and diversify your dynamics :)

[psychidion]

Which Greek letters are seen on this kylix?

Image description: Early form of the Greek alphabet on an Attic black-figure bowl

This kylix is part of the collection at the National Archaeological Museum of Athens.

Letters on the top side as far as I can tell:

Alpha Α

Beta Β

Gamma Γ (yes, it looks like a lambda, but that's how they used to write it)

Delta Δ

Epsilon Ε

Digamma Ϝ (super strange to see this- but maybe it's not written in Ionic)

Zeta Ζ (yes, it looks like an iota, again it's how it used to be written)

Eta Η

Theta Θ

Iota Ι

Kappa Κ

Lambda Λ (slightly older form again)

Mu Μ

Nu Ν

Omicron Ο

Pi Π

Rho Ρ (this one threw me off so badly, because why is that an actual R)

Sigma Σ

Tau Τ

Upsilon Υ (sometimes written like a v)

Chi Χ (but like a cross)

honestly have no idea what this extra O is standing for, maybe a miswritten Phi Φ? Although it's clear on the bottom side...

Psi Ψ (chicken foot type).

They are missing Xi Ξ and Omega Ω!

[bosses-stay-flawless]

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Women’s History Month!!!

HBCUs: To the sisters in every HBCU, we don’t rep the same thing, but I recognize the values and your legacy of service and to my fellow AKAz Pinky’s Up!!! You know if you know!!! Ivy & Pearl Girl…

My sisters speak my language:

Alpha - Α α Beta - Β β Gamma - Γ γ Delta - Δ δ Epsilon - Ε ε Zeta - Ζ ζ

Eta - Η η Theta - Θ θ Iota - Ι ι Kappa - Κ κ Lambda - Λ λ Mu - Μ μ

Nu - Ν ν Xi - Ξ ξ Omicron - Ο ο Pi - Π π Rho - Ρ ρ Sigma - Σ σ/ς

Tau - Τ τ Upsilon - Υ υ Phi - Φ φ Chi - Χ χ Psi - Ψ ψ Omega - Ω ω

[luiz-henrique]

="[💎A GRANDE CLAVÍCULA -: LIVRO QUARTO (QUATRO) 🍀 ]"=

={ PREFÁCIO E APRESENTAÇÃO }=

Obra Dedicada à (...)-:

1-: Maçonaria Russa com sua Grande Loja em Moscou e na sua Vertência Negra ( " Seletiva e Mais" ) e Comando Maçônico Vermelho , com Toda a Integração de Lojas Maçônicas Russas .

2-: Ao Grande Escritor Michael W. Ford , Fundador da Ordem de Fósforo : Heósphoro ( Nome Grego - Romano do qual Surge a Insurgência do Nome Lúcifer ( Luxiferus ) , e Também da Ordem do Dragão.

3-: À Illuminati Organization , com Séde na Grã- Bretanha.

="( APRESENTAÇÃO )"=

" A GRANDE CLAVÍCULA -: LIVRO QUATRO 🍀 está Composta nos Seguintes Capítulos ou Secções (Seção : Secção ) -:

A , B , C , D , E , F , G , H -: Onde H se Divide nas Sub- Secções (...)-: H- ALPHA , H- BETA , H- GAMA ( GAMMA ) , H- DELTA , H- EPSILON , H- ZETA , H- ETA , H- THETA , H-IOTA , H-KAPPA 💎 , H- LAMBDA , H- MU , H- NU , H- XI , H - OMICRON 💎 , H- PI (π) 💎 , H- RHO : PARTES PRIMEIRA E SEGUNDA , H- SIGMA : PARTES PRIMEIRA , SEGUNDA , TERCEIRA E QUARTA 💎 , H- TAU INVERTIDA ( Todas estas Acima , Escritas até o Momento : 21 de Novembro de 2023 ) ...,

H- UPSILON ( Não Confundir com H- EPSILON ) , H- PHI , H- CHI , H- PSI , e H- ÔMEGA : COM SUAS DIVISÕES (...)-: H- ÔMEGA - PRIMUS , H - ÔMEGA - SECUNDUS , H- ÔMEGA - TERTIUS , H - ÔMEGA - QUARTIUS , H- ÔMEGA - QUINTUS , H- ÔMEGA - SEXTUS e H- ÔMEGA - SEPTIMUS : CONCLUSÃO .

-:"(Observação)"-:

A Obra como Todas as Seguintes Mencionadas que Escrevi (...)-:

A-: UM OUTRO SONHO DE UMA NOITE DE VERÃO ( RELATO DE CONTATO ).

B-: UMA INTRODUÇÃO AO ESPAÇO .

C-: O CAOS ( KHAOS ) , SEU VERDADEIRO SIGNIFICADO EXCEDENTE - COSMOLÓGICO .

D-: UM OUTRO SONHO NA CASA DA BRUXA : TOMOS PRIMEIRO , SEGUNDO E TERCEIRO.

E-: A GRANDE CLAVÍCULA -: LIVROS PRIMEIRO , SEGUNDO E TERCEIRO.

F-: FRONTEIRAS ( FRINGE ) : LIVROS PRIMEIRO E SEGUNDO.

G-: A TRANSITÓRIA CEGUEIRA E CALAMIDADE DOS ENFÁTICOS DESTA TERRA.

H- ODISSÉIA ( EM 30 CAPÍTULOS ).

I igual a J -: INDUMENTÁRIA DESLUMBRANTE.

K-: OUTRAS .

Sim dou Permissão para Quem quiser publicar Sem que Este meu Passageiro Referencial Ganhe Nada em Troca , Após Verificarem o Contexto , com as Condições das Obras Não Serem Alteradas e de Nestas Terem o Nome do Autor , escrito deste módo -: HENRICH , de Codinome : CHYREN .

Pois Nenhuma Foi Publicada dado que no Brasil estou em Situação de Escassez e Penúria Econômica ou Calamidade Mais Abrangente , e Não Foram Registradas os Direitos Autorais por Causa do Assédio e Discriminação da ABIN em Brasília no Distrito Federal Contra meu Referencial , eram para serem Registradas na Biblioteca Nacional do Rio de Janeiro.

E para Todos que Enviei -: Nem Squér Leram , pois Não tem Interesse no Assunto e Algo Mais e para Não lhes Carregar o Celular 📲 , as Jogaram na Lixeira 🚮🗑️ , Sem Lerem o Contexto.

Entretanto -: Os Seres que Não Procedem desta Terra 🌎🌍 , me disseram que Estas Obras não são para a Mentalidade Enraizada dos Enfáticos desta Terra , Não Foram Perdidas , Estes as Tem de Forma Amplificada e Outras ao INDIZÍVEL...,

Quem está Perdido é Tal Esquema Mundial Mais que Passageiro...,

e que nas Margens de 4 Anos e Meio Após o Referencial que Outros destes Elaboraram para ser chamado Luíz Henrique ser dado como morto...,

Algo Acontecerá Vindo por Detrás dos Véus da Ocultação ( Envultação : Envultar ) , onde Governos que Foram Contatados -: Já com o ELO DE CONTATO ROMPIDO...,

estarão Sem o Saber das Multidões , em Intercessão Contatal com Enviados das Forças Superiores do Além desta Terra 🌎🌍...,

para Receberem Ordens que Devem ser Cumpridas no Antecedente ao Armageddon que é um Nome Metafórico da Faixa Dimensional Onde seu Mundo Deverá ser Varrido com a Terra Intacta , pois por Detrás da Terra Hão Mundos por Detrás de Mundos e Mais...,

Este é o CUMPRIR DOS DESÍGNIOS DIVINOS ...,

ANTE O VISLUMBRAR DE DEUS :

AHEIEH ASHR EHEIEH : TETRAGRAMMATON :

IHVH :

ALLAHU AKBAR :

ALLAH...,

QUE É O VERO INOMINÁVEL...,

COM SEUS NOMES E MISTÉRIOS SAGRADOS (...) !!!-:

Assinado : HENRICH (...)-:

CHYREN !!! ! !!! "

[aspenlovesmedia]

My next post on The Unknown was going to be about some of the “main” characters but then I realised I need to explain the Unknown Defence Department a little more before I do. Actually this is kinda a long post but oh well. This will go over some basics on the UDD, the staff and unknown classifications.

No one knows when the UDD was created or who founded it. There are many stories about it, but not much evidence to confirm anything. The UDD works to ensure the general public do not come to discover the true dangers of the world and work to study unknowns. Their focus is on research, which is why they will often attempt to contain unknowns, however where necessary and possible they will destroy an unknown if it poses enough of a threat.

The UDD has 10 classifications for unknowns, which are:

Class 1-Humanoid unknowns. They often look human however exhibit supernatural abilities or despite appearances are not human at all.

Class 2-These unknowns are extraterrestrial in nature. Any unknown from space is put into this class.

Class 3-This class is for vertebrate unknowns that are non humanoid, even if they exhibit human like intelligence.

Class 4-Invertebrate unknowns. Any unknown that appears to be an invertebrate animal or an invertebrate with supernatural abilities is in this class.

Class 5-This is a classification used for any inanimate object unknowns (or any object that is supposed to be inanimate) and ranges from rocks and metals to toys and household items.

Class 6-Any location that exhibits supernatural attributes.

Class 7-Any unknown that is microscopic, an electromagnetic wave, information etc.

Class 8-Technological unknowns such as robots or code.

Class 9-Unknowns that are some form of plant or fungus (or appear to be one).

Class 10-Unclassified. This is often a temporary class given to new unknowns however a few unknowns are so difficult to research they may always be considered a class 10.

Some unknowns have multiple classifications.

There are various staff members working for the UDD. Researchers are selected due to being talented in their field and work to understand unknowns. Security and field agents are often recruited from military or law enforcement with an exemplary service record. There are of course also mdeical staff, technicians, and of course cleaning staff, all of which are carefully hired to decrease the risk of security breaches.

Every member of staff is part of a unit. Each unit is designated by a greek letter followed by a number, and most units are given a nickname which is usually what staff refer to them as. Each letter represents what the unit specialises in/their job in general. These are:

Alpha-Special ops. Most of these units only take orders from leading members of staff.

Beta-Undercover units.

Gamma-Units that research or destroy class 1 unknowns

Delta-Units that research or destroy class 3 unknowns

Epsilon-Units that research or destroy class 4 unknowns

Zeta-Units that research or destroy class 2 unknowns

Eta-Units that research or destroy class 9 unknowns

Theta-Units that research or destroy class 6 unknowns

Iota-Archivists. They are responisble for organising and ensuring the information collected by the UDD is accurate and safely stored.

Kappa-Internal affairs and units that communicate with other organisations such as world governments

Lambda-Units that research or destroy class 5 unknowns

Mu-Units that are trained for extreme terrains and/or aerial/marine environments

Nu-Units that research or destroy class 7 unknowns

Omicron-Trainees and training staff

Rho-Units that research or destroy class 10 unknowns

Sigma-Technicians and IT staff

Tau-Medical staff

Upsilon-Security staff

Phi-Extreme hazards (eg radiation or chemicals). They often work with Mu units.

Chi-Personnel such as cleaning staff

Psi-Units that research or destroy class 8 unknowns

Omega-Leaders of the UDD

Well, that’s the basics of that. The next post I do should be characters.

[pogirosary]

We’ve probably all seen it at one point or another, whether it be on the bumper of a car, a business card, or religious artworks. The ichthys, also known colloquially as the “Jesus fish,” has been a symbol representing Jesus Christ for nearly the entire history of the Church. What does this symbol actually mean, and how did it come to represent our Lord?

The ichthys consists of two intersecting arcs that extend pass their intersection to resemble a fish.

The ichthys first started appearing in Catholic art and literature around the second century A.D. By the end of the second century it was popular among followers of the Church and became widespread across the globe by the fourth century. According to tradition, the fish symbol is rooted during the early years of the Church when those who followed the Lord faced intense religious persecution. The symbol would allow them to quickly identify if they were in safe company, and it was also used to discretely mark gathering places and tombs. Some say that when a Catholic was faced with a stranger in a road, they would draw one half of the arc in the dirt. If the stranger completed the symbol by drawing the other arc, they both knew they were safe in each others company.

Why a fish? Historians most likely think it is a reference to Feeding the Multitude, where Jesus performs a miracle feeding thousands with only a few fish. Another probable explanation is stems from when Jesus recruits Peter and Andrew, saying he will make them fishers of men.

“As he passed by the Sea of Galilee, he saw Simon and his brother Andrew casting their nets into the sea; they were fishermen. Jesus said to them, ‘Come after me, and I will make you fishers of men.'” – Mark 1:16-17

The term ichthys, is actually a Greek acronym translating into English to mean Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior.

• Iota (i) is the first letter of Iēsous (Ἰησοῦς), Greek for “Jesus” • Chi (ch) is the first letter of Christos (Χριστός), Greek for “anointed” • Theta (th) is the first letter of Theou (Θεοῦ), Greek for “God” • Upsilon (y) is the first letter of hyios (Υἱός), Greek for “Son” • Sigma (s) is the first letter of sōtēr (Σωτήρ), Greek for “Savior”

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