#so around 430 BC

[todayisawthewhxlewxrld]

NO MORE PRAYING, BABY, I'MA BE YOUR PREACHER!

I KNOW IT'S WEIGHING ON YOUR CONSCIENCE.

synopsis// choso isn't as holy as he seems—no thanks to you.

➚ pairing// priest!choso x gn!reader ➚ word count// .430

contents// 16+ EXPLICIT—NO ACTUAL SMUT BUT MENTIONS OF EXPLICIT ACTIONS (bj n hj), like lowkey corrupting choso...? priest!choso au, not really a full oneshot just a drabble/headcanon?

notes// MY FUCKING MAN DEAR LORD IM ON MY KNEES. anyway we know priest!choso came to me in a dream so thats what inspired this. and church by chase atlantic just fit so. this might b cringe n rlly bad bc i dont write suggestive stuff okay baiii :*

priest!choso, who can clearly see the way you act around him, yet at first does nothing about it.

priest!choso, who isn't blind, yet fears that sooner or later he’ll have to pluck out his eyes with the way he’s unable to stop staring at you.

priest!choso, who realizes it’s not really his fault he looks at you like that—not when you purposely wear the tightest jeans you own, looking like they're about to burst at the seams as you bend over, picking up the donation you oh so conveniently dropped in front of him.

priest!choso, who says he isn't stupid, yet will lean into your lingering touches that he knows are nothing more than a spider’s web for him to get caught in.

priest!choso, who will answer your questions knowing you don't actually care to hear the answer because he loves the way you look at him like he’s something to eat, sends shivers down his spine.

priest!choso, who will only let himself think about you and consider indulging in your actions in the seclusion and comfort of his room, where crosses and depictions of his god won't find him.

priest!choso, who will stop and pray when his hand snakes down into his pants, recalling the way you licked your lips and batted your eyelashes at him as you nodded innocently, pretending like you actually gave a fuck about anything he was saying—apologizing to his god for the fact that he was about to sin and asking for forgiveness.

priest!choso, who, after that night, tries to keep his distance. attempting to ignore you at every turn, which quickly becomes impossible when you just won't let up—cornering him every chance you get.

priest!choso, who has no idea how you do it. he doesn’t know how you get to him like this or how just one sway of your hips has any thought of ignoring you disappearing into thin air.

priest!choso, who thinks you’re here to test his devotion to his god.

priest!choso, who thinks fuck his devotion when you find him in the confessionals after mass one night.

priest!choso, who will let you coax him into just one kiss, because that's not so bad, right?

priest!choso, who lets you talk him into a hand job and even a blow job because technically he’s not breaking celibacy if there's no penetration. 

priest!choso, who lets you do whatever you want to him because he’s already this far gone, what’s a little more?

priest!choso, who doesn't know how he was devoted to a god for so long when you were right there.

©TODAYISAWTHEWHXLEWXRLD

[4n4notebook]

this is for anyone who wants motivation to get back on track after a binge.

let’s say you binged and ate 3000 calories in one day. you’re thinking “oh. i’ll just fast and i’ll be fine”- never fast after a binge. i learned the hard way.

instead:

1. divide 3000 (the number of calories you ate) by 7. (each day of the week)

it comes to about 428.6 calories.

2. look at it as, “okay i technically already ate around 430 calories every day these next 7. and my limit is *insert daily limit* (mine is 800.) so if my limit is 800 calories, and i already ate 430 daily calories worth for the next 7 days, these next 7 days i only have 370 calories remaining. which means i can only eat 370 calories worth of food the next 7 days.

keep in mind the lower number you do, implies you want to lose the weight you may have gained from a binge in a shorter time period, so the number of calories to be consumed will be ultimately lower. (ex: 3000/6=500. 800-500= 300. 300<430)

instead of fasting immediately after a bad day with food, get some fuel in at least by doing the math to realize how you can get back on track and maintain instead of gain.

if your remaining cal limit is too low for you to handle (understandable bc i need at least 600 cals to function.) you can even multiply your remainder by two, and do this “back on track” method over the span of two weeks.

it’s all up to you. progress is progress and there is absolutely no rush.

[exyrpf]

Exyblr Dashboard Simulator based on what I personally see on sportsblr:

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📜 realexyblog

jean moreau stans make me SCREAM like you know NOTHING about that boy. like good for y'all but. i'm pretty sure no one has ever even heard him talk.

👁 jean-mor-uhoh

we know that he is french, tall, and a defenseman. we don't need anything else

👨🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻 talk-exy-to-me

*u forgot the sad grey eyes, dark hair, and bad posture.

#bout to create a whole ass man w the knowledge he's a backliner and french, watch this space

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👸🏻 kevindazed follow

if no one calls kevin day princess to make him blush what's even the point of it all. huh. what's even the point.

#🙄 better be calling that girl princess every day of his life!!!! neil do it for the people!!!!

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🫡 exyisntreal follow

hey exyblr how we feeling about neil josten being the son of a gangster

🐋 sexyexy

wasn't on my neil bingo but maybe it should have been

💃fox-me-up follow

makes this kevneil mafia au i'm working on,,,,a little awkward askdhf

🙀 catboyneiljosten

ngl. kinda hot.

#kevneil mafia au tho 👀

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had a dream i asked jeremy knox to sign my thigh so i could get it tattooed but dream jeremy spelled his name wrong. dream me still got it tattooed tho

jerm knox fans rise!!!!! dumb blonde rep we need

😎 foxyknoxy

JERM

🏳️‍🌈 gay4stickball follow

jerm and jean bout to take over the world babbyyy!!!!

#wonder how he feels knowing your dream version of him is a himbo #i mean same lmao but whatever

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👅 nastyneiljosten

oh, you chose your favourite team based on something that ISN'T 'breedability' ??????? unrealistic

🧸 mreow-bearcats-mreow

you are not seeing heaven (affectionate)

👅 nastyneiljosten

tbf sometimes i choose exy teams bc of how good the fic for the team is.

#you chose to be friends w me so u have to deal w this

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love the concept of andrew minyard. like. he's 5'0". he's almost killed multiple people. his bro HAS killed someone. could be the best in the world if he tried. he's a fox, so ya know. whatever comes with THAT. ugh he's a bug i want to study............always around but never at the forefront so you don't really KNOW. he's a martyr. he’s never done anything wrong……besides the whole juvie probably/almost killed someone……he is a girl……..he is the bestest boy………..he is a malewife………he’s a poor little meow meow……probably would rip me to shreds for even THINKING that. also he's a goalie.

#the being a goalie part adds an entire layer to him #zero goaliess are at all normal #andrew minyard #psu #goalie tag

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kevin day

#kevin day #psu foxes #palmetto foxes #exy #poetry #palmetto #edgar allen university #web weave

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[softxsuki]

Last time I requested was a whiiiile ago. I try not to request ppl too often bc I save them for urgent, I’m that one anon who asked u to write the human trafficking toman thing. I’d like to register myself as 🐈 anon if that’s available, if not then 🐈‍⬛. Anyways urgent request pls, hope you don’t mind, maybe Karasuno team reactions to learning their manager is out of school bc of a suicide attempt?? Idk if you write for haikyuu as teams so sorry 😭 if not maybe just Kenma on his own? Tysm in advance 😭

Kenma Finds Out You Tried Taking Your Own Life

mentions of sui*ide, don't read if that will trigger you pls

Pairing: Kenma x Gn!Reader

Warnings: mentions of attempting to take your own life, hospital, worrying, embarrassment

Genre: Comfort?

Post-Type: Headcanons

Word Count: 430

Summary: In which you're Nekoma's manager and attempt to take your own life and Kenma finds out

[A/N: Hey! I remember you and yes ofc you can be 🐈anon! <3 Hope this gives you some comfort. I only write for certain ppl in Karasuno, not as a team, so I went with the Kenma one. Hope that's okay!]

Kenma:

This is the most anyone has ever seen Kenma react to anything before; his usual stoic expression goes pale and visible worry takes over his features

Practice is a disaster since all he can think about is you. Whether you were okay and wondering why you tried to take your own life…he was scared

It gets so bad that Kuroo ends up sending him home so he can relax, but whispers in his ear that he should go visit you in the hospital where they were monitoring you for a while until they thought you were stable enough to go back home

He’s hesitant at first, but knows he won’t be able to focus until he can see with his own two eyes that you are okay

So he takes a trip to the hospital, stopping on the way for some snacks he knows you like and some flowers in hopes that they will brighten your day, but he's beyond nervous. What will he say when he sees you? What if you don’t want him there? Yet he still pushes forward and walks to your room

You’re slightly embarrassed when you see Kenma walk into your room; you were Nekoma’s manager, yet here you were in bed after attempting to take your own life, but you try and meet his eyes, grateful that he took the time out of his day to see you

He’s a little awkward and doesn’t exactly know what to say other than keep you updated on how practice is going

“I…I just want to say that we really appreciate you as our manager. We wouldn’t have been able to get as far as we have without you, so please, stick around with us”

It’s simple and doesn’t exactly address what you attempted to do to yourself, but it hits deep and makes you tear up a bit as you nod in agreement

Kenma was there to support you, not judge you and you could clearly see that in his eyes as he treated you like always, despite how fast his heart was beating and the relief that went through him when he saw you smile

After visiting you, he continues to visit you everyday after practice and is even able to focus a little better, which the rest of Nekoma are relieved about–they can’t have their setter messing up

But things finally go back to normal when you return as their manager and they throw you a huge welcome back party, showing you just how much they truly appreciate you, especially Kenma

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 11/12/2023

[epickiya722]

I don't think it's fake but i do think it was made in a rush and pretty thoughtlessly. Wonky art with missing small details, apparentely weird writing, plot seems like it wanted to regress and push towards that ship as much as possible not caring one bit for other characters and acting as though everything was suddenly about them ALL along. I believe they're real bc the leakers have already seen the full chapter, but they just gave people a few panels and a super quick summary. But even then the panels also seem to be taken from multiple different sources instead of them just photographing it. Idk if they got other means to see it tho.

I honestly find it annoying that leakers even gave so little information. I get it, you don't want to spoil everything and that's not what I'm annoyed about.

I'm annoyed because it feels like they purposely chose certain parts to show just to start some discourse.

Now it may not be the case, but you never know! People tend to do sneaky shit just for some entertainment and I'm not one to think the leakers are saints or anything. It's also how I feel towards anyone who did take everything leakers revealed and twist everything around.

This may just be a rushed chapter. And so far from what I have seen, I don't even think Horikoshi even wanted to do an epilogue.

Heck, I didn't even want an epilogue. I thought, still do, 430 was fine the way it is. Seeing Izuku with all his friends as the last shot was the perfect picture to end this kind of story needed to end on.

Again, given there's little to nothing about this chapter out, I won't say this epilogue is just concrete evidence of IzuOcha, but I will agree with you about this chapter makes it feel like the story was all along about them.

It wasn't. And people saying it was truly didn't read the manga at all.

I don't hate the ship, I don't. But a romance between Izuku and Ochako isn't important and does nothing for the characters or the overall story. I feel this way about any ship for MHA.

Yeah, it's cool when a ship of yours becomes canon. But does them kissing help save people? Does them dating help change society? Does them getting married makes villains stop being villains?

No. It doesn't.

Again, how I feel about any ship.

For an epilogue, I was thinking a fun little "day on the job" kind of story where Izuku is back being a Pro Hero and fighting a villain with his new suit and seeing him and the others spending time together.

[justheretoposttrash]

day 9 in endhawks hell (actually over a year in endhawks hell but moving on):

not one to spread apocryphal info on the internet but my very unverified source (my friend) told me that losing a right arm in anime/japanese media symbolizes shame, disgrace, some other kinda downfall, or the need to redeem oneself. to be clear i have not found an actual source on this, but it definitely would explain a LOT (tears of the kingdom, aot, fma, hunter x hunter, so many more)

and big surprise, that all 100% tracks with endeavor's loss of his arm. if we were to assume all the symbolism is true and accurately described by me (which i encourage not to assume outside of this post), it's very interesting that endeavor loses it in the afo fight protecting hawks rather than in his fight with touya.

it should be noted that him losing his temper is what indirectly places hawks (and tokoyami and jiro) in danger, bc his rage at afo opened him up to injury and being absent from part of the fight in the first place. i also appreciate that, when hawks shouts at endeavor to "keep a cool head" in the face of afo's psychological warfare and endeavor fails to do so, hawks very clearly doesn't view this as weakness, but as a natural human reaction and is mainly worried about him--whereas endeavor is furious with himself right after the fact.

he says it outright in the text--that from the beginning, the whole tragedy, even his rage at afo leading to his current injury, is all only made possible because of the wounds he inflicted on his family in the first place. it's also notable that endeavor's inability to manage his anger, rather than having anger at all, was a core aspect of his abusive outbursts in the past, and his initial fall to afo in this fight. his temper continues to be a source of problems for himself and those around him.

and while endeavor made an overt mistake, hawks made a covert one: it is confronting his own emotions, rather than shutting them away (making a "clean break", as it were), that allows endeavor to re-enter the fight in full.

in result, endeavor's struggles with his own shame create an opportunity for hawks to be killed, but in accepting his shame, he saves him. (aside: the playful echo of "keep a cool head" in the above panel is so ridiculous. non-judgmental, trusting, teasing--knowing, yet forgiving/appreciative--like hawks and his intern hadn't just nearly died, lmao. arms were lost but there's always time to squeeze in a wisecrack)

this also fits well with hawks initially thinking that it's because endeavor is in an emotionally vulnerable place that he couldn't fight touya without losing (read: dying).

hawks initially felt certain that endeavor needed his support and protection because the man wasn't shutting his emotions away--but it's after endeavor is able to resurge back with his emotionality intact that hawks reverses his decision and is the one encouraging him to be the one to confront touya. and with full confidence! (the, uh, touya fight was a hair's breadth from ~not going well~, but let's not tell hawks that right now lol)

to slightly shift back to this "clean break" moment: by contrasting himself against endeavor, who is trying to do better = still vulnerable to the past = has emotions that the enemy can exploit, hawks implies that he doesn't see himself as being the same on *any* of those counts, which is a sad thing to realize. shutting off his heart? not being a better person than he was before? this implication would have benefitted from more intentional and clear closure in the manga (i think the single tiny frame of hawks talking with tokoyami in 430 is just *fine*, ish), but at any rate, endeavor certainly sets a solid example of a person learning to open themself up to these sorts of things, and those lessons are ones hawks could very much use.

anyway, in short, thematically/symbolically/what-have-you, endeavor's work towards atoning for his family, taking more emotional accountability, and accepting emotions rather than rejecting them is connected to inspiring hawks, doing right by him, and even saving him a second time.

[player1064]

Carraville drabble prompt: wine tipsy gary or carra getting too sweet and mushy and complimentary and just TOO MUCH in the comment section of the other's instagram.

I LOOOOOVE TIPSY CARRAVILLE AND I LOVE! LIGHTWEIGHT GARY!!

just a short n sweet one, bc I woke up to this prompt in the carraville discord and couldn't resist

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[catt-nuevenor]

And what does dance happily lead us onto?

Why, something to dance to of course, Music!

Drums are a given, so we can tick that off and add it to the repertoire, but what about melody?

May I introduce you all to the Germanic Harp:

Reconstruction of the instrument found at the Sutton Hoo burial, from the 7th century CE (Image public domain)

Now, I know, I know, there are going to be quite a few folks who will say; 'That's not a harp, that's a lyre!'

No, respectfully, that is a harp. Let me explain...

The word Lyre comes from the ancient Greek word λύρᾱ (lúrā).

This is a Lyre from ancient Greece:

Attic white-ground Lekythos, 440-430 BC (wiki public domain image).

Note the features of the instrument, and how it differs from the Germanic Harp.

Now, when I say 'harp', I imagine many folks think I'm talking about this sort of thing:

Today, this is commonly known as the Celtic Harp. (Image courtesy of JackGavin wikipedia)

Here's where the etymology gets sticky. The Proto-Celtic peoples had a few competing words for what this might be called. One is Cruit in Gaelic, or what later became Crwth in Welsh, though the Crwth is a bowed rather than a plucked instrument. You also have Tiompán though this is thought to be more akin to a lyre than the above configuration. One of the more widely back names is clársach or clársearch from clár or kláro in Proto-Celtic meaning 'board'.

Etymological Dictionary of Proto-Celtic

By the by, just because I lack an appropriate segway to squeeze this in:

Peace Panel from the Standard of Ur, dating back to sometime around 2500 BCE (Image courtesy of the British Museum)

This is known as an Ur Lyre, though it was probably called something entirely different.

The Queen's Lyre, from the Royal Cemetery at Ur C. 2500 BCE (Image courtesy of Osama Shukir Muhammed Amin wikipedia)

Right, after all of that, shall we get back to our Harp?

Harp, from the Proto-Germanic word Harpǭ meaning literally Harp, from Hrapōną meaning 'to touch, strum'. And for my usual run down:

Old High German - Harfa

Old Norse - Harpa

Old English - Hearpe

Old Gothic - ??

For two ideas of how the Germanic Harp might have been played, may I point you towards these two videos:

Trossigen Saxon Lyre - 6th Century (Yes I know they call it a Lyre, just let me have the etymological history on this one please)

Germanic Lyre Tutorial- rapid rhythm (Mind this video's volume, it is very quiet, make sure you turn your volume down again before you watch anything else)

There you are, a slightly muddled look at the Germanic Harp and why it is not a Lyre.

[jeewrites]

Hold Fast Sneak Peek | Frankie x f!Reader

Rating: G for the sneak peek, but this blog is 18+ MDNI

Summary: Frankie goes to Pope's Gym for a workout with his bff Pope.

A/N: Wanted to drop a preview bc it's Frankie Friday! The next chapter is coming in around ~4K where we get to know more about reader, meet an OC who maaaay become a love interest for our dear Benny, and a 'lil' situation with the resident gym asshole. Banner image for aesthetics, does not represent the reader. Un-beta'd bc it's a sneak peek y'all.

Word Count: 430

Tags: no y/n, reader is a powerlifting girlie described as short and she has hair long enough to put into a ponytail, Pope owns a gym

“You can quit starin' Fish, she’ll be here at least 2.5 hours. It’s her SBD Day,” Pope ribs. "You text her about dinner yet?"

"Um…" Frankie pauses before choosing deflection. "Uh, what's SBD?"

"Jesus, Fish, it's been over a week," Pope chides.

"I mean, we've texted a bit," Frankie mumbles getting up from the bench and turning to face away from you, one hand cupping his neck.

"Squat, bench, deadlift," Pope responds.

"What?"

"That's what SBD stands for," Pope grunts, laying back on the bench to complete his set.

"She's going to do all three in one workout?!"

"She's planning to compete this year, so yeah," Pope unracks the barbell on his own as Frankie just stands there dumbfounded. He was beat just benching with Pope this morning.

He takes another glance in your direction as you wrestle your knee sleeves on and flop dramatically on the ground when you finish. As other members filtered around your platform, you greeted them like old friends with that warm, beaming smile of yours. Even the super intimidating woman doing tire flips in one corner of the gym broke out a smile when you arrived and waved to her. Frankie had noticed her shirt first, a deep red t-shirt with cut-off sleeves that read "STRONGER IS HARDER TO KILL" in aggressive black text.

He could watch you lift all day. The way you set up for your squat with mechanical precision. Your entire body language changed with a flick of a switch. You could be casually chatting with another person, but as soon as you walked up to the barbell and clicked your belt in place, you were methodical, intentional, focused. When your hands touched the barbell a streak of aggressive energy swirled around you as you swooped under the barbell and set your feet, left foot then right. Two deep breaths and brace. A flick of your ponytail over the bar. Back tight against the bar with an assertive lift-off. Right foot back then left. A brief pause. Then squat. Loading into your lower body with control. Driving up into each rep. Rep after rep. Pause. Re-rack. The switch flicks back when you lever off your belt and you're giggling again about something with someone until your next set. Rinse and repeat. It was fucking hot.

"C'mon Fish, top set," Pope prods, bringing Frankie back from his reverie with a groan. "If you get a move on, maybe we'll finish in time for you to offer your spotting services to her when she gets to her bench."

Frankie hustles.

Taglist: @katareyoudrilling @christinamadsen @rebel-held @littlemisspascal

(Taglist is open if you'd like to join! Also, do people use taglists for sneak peeks? Still bad at tumblr etiquette, lolsob.)

[gurglebellylove]

Both my boss and I yawned simultaneously.

"I'm tired today. I didnt sleep well" I say.

"Me too, 'cept it's because I'm starving. it's my husband's fault. He was supposed to feed me!"

After asking how it was his fault, she explained that her husband was supposed to take her out for lunch around 230-245 because the store owner sent him to another store. He was supposed to pick her up afterward, but he had to stay because he had fire a manager and then had to cover. It wasn't until almost 430 that he officially canceled.

"So the moral of the story is no lunch, no manager," I jokingly say.

"Haha, yeah, he is making me dinner, though!"

Does he control her?

At the end of the shift. I catch her rubbing her tummy with both hands.

Im starting to wonder if I I'll ever work another shift with her that doesn't include some hunger related happening

wait why’d you cross out does he control her? bc it kinda sounds like he does. not in a bad way, in a hot way. i love that she was comfortable enough around you to rub her tummy with both hands. i wish you could’ve caught a growl or two. i think you’ve submitted about her before if im not mixing up different people, and if it is you then i don’t think you’ll ever get away with her not dealing with something related to hunger during your shifts. not that you’re complaining. i’m sure you thought about that for a long time after it happened.

[michael-svetbird]

'INTERLUDIO LII': CARYATIDS OF ERECHTHEION Once upon a time in Attica 🇬🇷 - one sunny day [+37-39C 🌞] I was walking through the city-state of Athens 🏛️ and suddenly eyed a mass of good populus from all around Oikoumene taking photos of something, so I thought to myself: maybe I should take some pictures too 🤓.. et voilà:

The Caryatids [replicas, 5 originals are in the Acropolis Museum and 1 is in the British Museum] at the porch of Erechtheion or Temple of Athena Polias [Acropolis of Athens] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erechtheion Built 421–406 BC or the 430s BC.

Acropolis, Athens | Michael Svetbird phs©msp | 13|08|24 6600X4200 600 [I., II., IV., V.] [Non-commercial fair use | No AI | Author rights apply | Sorry for the watermarks]

[ritu-writes]

Jocasta: a mother and wife

☆ Oedipus Rex, a play by Sophocles, performed sometime between 430 and 426 BCE, that marks the summit of classical Greek drama’s formal achievement, known for its tight construction, mounting tension, and perfect use of the dramatic devices of recognition and discovery. It examines the story of Oedipus, who, in attempting to flee from his fate, rushes headlong to meet it.

At the outset of the play, Oedipus is the beloved ruler of the city of Thebes, whose citizens have been stricken by a plague. Consulting the Delphic oracle, Oedipus is told that the plague will cease only when the murderer of Queen Jocasta’s first husband, King Laius, has been found and punished for his deed. Oedipus resolves to find Laius’s killer. His investigation turns into an obsessive reconstruction of his own hidden past when he discovers that the old man he killed when he first approached Thebes as a youth was none other than Laius. In the end, Jocasta hangs herself in shame, and the guilt-stricken Oedipus blinds himself

Jocasta is a character from Sophocles’ Tragic Play ‘Oedipus Tryannus’ first performed around 429 BC. She is wife to the king of Thebes- Laius, Mother, and wife to the later king Oedipus, and a sister to Creon.

Jocasta is considered to be a tragic character who develops and progresses over time. She is first portrayed as a docile wife to King Laius. She seems quite modern for her time (1100s) as she doesn’t pay much heed to prophecies or oracles. However, it all changes when it is prophesied that their son will kill his father and marry his mother. Keeping the prophecy in mind, the king and queen abandon their three-day-old son at a cliff and pierce his ankles together- to escape their fates by tying their son’s.

Alas, fate catches up with life and Oedipus unknowingly kills his father at the crossroads and Beds his mother, Jocasta, who bores his children born of incest. When Jocasta, along with Oedipus, comes to learn the truth about what they’ve committed, she hangs herself. She exhibits what is often interpreted as a denial of the truth of the prophecy, a change from her earlier skepticism. The latter can be viewed as motherly love and redemption and acceptance of her sin, rather than denial. It was so unbearably horrifying for her that she could not live with it and thus decided to kill herself. Oedipus however, chooses to be burdened with the truth his whole life and blinds himself, after being brought to light.

It is imperative to keep in mind that Jocasta, along with Oedipus committed what they did unknowingly, though it doesn’t change the fact Jocasta and Laius did attempt to escape their fates, which triggered the prophecy in the first place. When she learns of the truth, she puts an end to it, switching roles from a wife to a protective mother figure while doing so, which shines a light on the theme of ‘knowledge’ as well as ‘Religion’ in the play- about how knowledge can bring inevitable changes to one’s life. Jocasta’s actions after the inevitable appear to be as much a commentary on knowledge as religion and duties. She is unable to avoid acting after learning the newly founded information and in an act of doing her motherly duty, decides to end it.

In conclusion, Jocasta appears to be somewhat of a mistaken character, when it is a pure fact that no matter the sin she committed, she was not aware of it, no one could be, and none of the characters were. Does it change the nature of the action? No. But it does change the reflection of her character and how the audience and the characters themselves view it.

She is a flawed character, who attempted to do the righteous when she could, but in the end, no one can escape their fates.

[reveseke]

How's it hanging there?

PT. How's it hanging there? PT end

Image ID. A medium sized banner made of a picture featuring 5 arcade game machines colored mainly in purple in a tilted position lined up against a wall, there is a small glimpse of mat in the far right corner of a simple 90s star arcade design with varying colors. The first machine has visible text that reads "gauntlet legends", no other text is visible. Image ID end.

-Request? No

-Criminal minds; Spiderverse au

Masc! Reader, Noel, Aaron Hotchner

Key info : Takes place after the getting caught by dad & the humans who have powers are a minority in the world, tech enchanted powers are a thing and sought after as well.

Heed the warnings : he him used, Stuck by the ankle, wire wrapped around ankle, mentions of blood & injury, possible descriptions of near fainting, tangling over 430~ ft in the air, Noel's hinted to be in deep shit & dragged R into it, Noel abandons R briefly but comes back.

Other info : R can produce minimal webbing over few weeks, but usually rubs it into the wires he actually uses to assist himself so they stick better to surfaces. Oh yeah inaccurate description of pain; the reader is hinted to be a little dazed and not focused on it so minimal description and most likely a bit inaccurate. Hotch has knowledge of what R's actually doing and doesn't discourse him from doing it bc Aaron knows R will do it either way but they share bits of " inside " information from both sides so they know pretty much what the other is doing and what the deeper focus of it may be lmao. [ No actual scenes with Aaron, he's only written in the calls bc my motivation is a bit shit rn with this lol ]

Prompt/idea: Imagine getting stuck in your own webs while chasing a bad guy down as you have to answer a call from your father?

This... Wasn't supposed to happen.

Huffing as his back bumped into the window wall behind rather heavily, a thud that travaled through the glass shaking it lightly. Cringing slightly from the pain that swelled from his ankle, how it felt like it had sprained. In reality it was just the wire rope digging into his skin, building pressure as it tightened by the boy's weight.

To his fortune there was no-one inside the apartment or rather the room the window belonged to.

" ( naaaammeeee ) — where did you go? " A bored whine left Noel as they looked over her shoulder while slowing down to a stop as she couldn't hear him behind anymore, realising that R was not actually with them at all anymore. Looking back against the bad guy just booking it over the rooftops it was a moment of split thinking if she would need to go back for the boy or not. But the bad guy had stolen tech with him.. oh they would absolutely kill her if she let the bad guy go. A.. he can manage. If he hasn't fallen off that is.

The sound of feet tapping against the rooftops was getting father away as R brought himself up a little tangling from the wire that was practically wrapped around his ankle. The pressure made itself known as the wire started to pierce the skin lightly, even more pressure and it absolutely would go in. Letting his body droop a little feeling a light tug on the wire which he could only assume not go be Noel, the numbness spreading along as he called out. Or rather yelled.

" NOEEEELLLL "

Not exactly knowing that the said person had already caught up with the tech thief and clocked him into the head. The question was is she coming back?

The air was pure to breath though, it didn't smell like the road or the gasses from the passing cars. The darkness of the night wrapped around his body as a rather strong breeze which absolutely would have been something lighter were he by the ground swept by R. Wrapping clove clad hands around his upper torso, feeling the skin tight wooly turtleneck underneath be a little help to keep him warm.

This wasn't how he wanted to spent his night.

Tangling over a busy traffic— which by the hour was still something to be amazed of, huh a city that never sleeps, eh? –on a Sunday night.. wait it's monday by now, it has to be? Checking his watch briefly he realised it was over past one at this point.

R would not have been so calm on the situation if it hadn't happened twice before already. He knew what to do and it was rather simple, but he did come loose on the main part of the plan of getting out of his situation. As much as the glass was there behind him, his spines didn't exactly stick on glass. It sounds rather stupid, jumping spiders were delicate enough spiders to climb glass after all! But R has yet to master the art of climbing especially in a situation where he sweats from being stressed out. It's just so much more difficult to do so with clammed up hands, he wouldn:t get a good grip and risk falling to his death!

To be honest It felt nice actually, just looking at the numerous dots of lights and how lively the new York was. Truly amaizing.

Mm.. mm.. mm.. mm.. mm.. mm..

Not a good time R groaned as he shuffled around a little teeth grinding at the feeling of the wire slowly, feeling the soreness of his legs and the numbness spreading in his ankle, the pricks and needles intensifying as he tried to find a around a way to get his phone from the closed back pocket. Warmth swept over his shoulders, a nice wave as he finally caught the phone fearing it would drop.

Dad.. he read the contact name and debated.

" hey, dad.. " sounding a little unsure as he answered, the phone pressed to his ear as he spoke.

" hey (name).. i just got home, where are you? " The voice over the other side sounded as stiff and monotonous as ever. It rarely sounded anything other.

Finding it hard to find words he hummed lightly as he looked around. Realising that the blood rushing to his head was what made the warmth spread in waves around him. " Uh.. I'm.. with Noel. We were studying for a test and i needed her help to understand a ... "

He was a bad liar oh he knew it and he knew he was going to have big problem at hand when going home. Lightly biting his tongue as he heard a heavy sigh from the other side of the phone before being able to finish his sentence.

" (name) if this is about the powered tech that was reporter missing, you don't need to lie to me. "

" you know about that? " He kinda deadpanned at that, still the voice grew lighter as he ended up gritting his teeth and pulling himself upwards by the wire. He observed the wound seeing the red angry lines and the blood that had stained his pants. How did he manage to get caught by the start of his ankle just by the pant of the leg anyways?

" yes. We were informed of it. " It wasn't probably accepted to slip information out to the public since the tech thief had never gone public, at least not yet. But even Aaron knew that he could speak of some government concerns to R, especially concerning powered people since the boy was practically running after these same kind of people. The man had no true fear over his son, having seen him in many feats against powered people and letting the police handle the non-powered. He knew the boy could handle himself and if needed would come seeking help and advice. " Are you with Noel ? "

" i was.. until she kinda ran off on me. I hope they're coming back anytime soon, I'm loosing any kind of sense in my foot. "

" ... What? "

" oh yeah, i got caught in my own wires. " Slipping the phone against his cheek and shoulder as he finally took a moment to think if he could pull himself up. " To say that it isn't the most comfortablest position by far I'dn't even be exacerbating ! This shit hurts. "

" you don't sound that hurt, (name) where are you at the moment? " The phone almost slipping past him the boy barely catching it as he heard rapid echoing steps coming towards him.

" Ah there they are! " Finding it all quite amusing R started to ramble to his father as Noel poked their head over the ledge with what looked like a shit eating grin to him. " Also yeah no, i .. i mean it stings but it doesn't really hurt y'know? I have no feeling in my foot right now, everything's just prick and needles. "

" there you are! " She chimed down, a grin on their face as she looked down upon his friend. " How's it hanging there? Fun? "

" Not by the slightest, help me up dumbass ! " The boy coughted as he held a hand towards the ledge. To their fortune the wire only went about 3 feet down and he could drag himself up for her to take his hand and pull.

" (nam– " " I'll be home in about two hours dad, don't worry ! " Literally hanging up on the man as he almost managed to let the phone slip while putting it back to his back pocket.

" oofs ? " Noel laughed at that, as they watched R struggle to lift himself up by the wire so she could reach him. Finally pulling him up she nooted him a little. " You should have called me, i didn't know you were literally hanging around here. But oh well–" she shrugged as R landed with a little hiss on the roof of the skyscraper, lightly nodding towards the two quite heavy looking bags, "—i caught up with the thief and got the tech back !"

" great, nice job. What happened to the thief ? " R questioned lowering himself down as he untangled and freed his ankle from its brief restraint. Hissing lightly as he straightened the bended leg and watched the blood seep through and paint the spot underneath.

" oh.. you don't need to worry about him. We already have what we came for after all. I'll help you get home, does it hurt? " A grin spread on Noel's face even if they had covered the lower part of her face to conceal it. They always had expressive eyes after all.

[honeysmoonn]

white mustang — send a description of yourself and i’ll ship you with someone! (the outsiders and outer banks only!)

u already know im doing this for the outsiders !!!!

okay hi bby!! u kind of know me but ill give u the run down.. my name is belle, im an artist and i work w kids at an art studio!! ppl describe me as either suuuper shy or suuper outgoing, no inbetween lol in depends who im with! i try super hard to be kind to anyone but around my friends i GOSSIP. like i yap and talk abt ppl with them all the time and dont shut up which probably isnt great to admit but i do still try to be kind n only do it if someone has done me wrong! i speak french n i live in canada. i write (obviously) and its my fave hobby other than painting! i have brunette wavy hair tan skin and hazel eyes (if that matters idk..) im isfp and im a libra! (literally all libra. sun moon and venus and two other ones i forget) im suuuch a hopeless romantic its crazy like i subconsiously flirt all the time n think every man is my dream man lolz! also my fave thing to do is doing my makeup and staring at myself in my vanity whoops! (also i HATE spiders idk if thats crucial but ill add it anyway)

sorry idk how to do this.. but anyway congrats on 430 n ilysssssmmm!!!!

BELLE MY BABE!!

ok this is hard bc for some reason i feel like you and darry would hit it off BUT ik you’re a dallas girl and i do think you guys would ship sooo well together

hot take modern!dallas would love to gossip and so you would have so much fun with that

plus you would stay with dallas no matter what he does😭 (real)

but also know deep down you are darry and together so

[t4tails]

i really hope u don't mind me messin around with ya, it's like 430 am and I can't sleep lol

it is ok i cant sleep either bc my cat puked on my bed so i have to wait for my sheets to wash & dry 😔

[oneforthemunny]

truly truly felt domestic today so I’m thinking about Glammy and Pop Pop (kill me now) taking Persephone and Kensie for the night like right before Sicily and Sienna are born and Ed and Nepo!baby just need a big BREAK, and Ed was honestly kinda hoping for a teeny 🤏bit of action but didn’t expect much from the ✨8 and half months pregnant with twins✨ lady and he was absolutely correct. Was sent out for in n out the second the children left the driveway at 430, it was consumed by 5 and nepo baby tries to be entertaining, she really does, but in between food go fish and watching water boy she falls asleep sprawled over the loveseat portion of the sectional couch, cheek smushed against Eddies chest, his chin on top of hers, legs wrapped around one of his and his hand over her obnoxious belly and chuckling every time he feels one of the girls’ kick and whispering “what are you planning soccer in there? give mama a rest would ya girlies?”. He puts little butterfly kisses all over her cheeks just to hear her little huffs and squeaks at the sensation. him giving her a firm kiss to the hair before nearly drifting off.

Then the home phone goes off and he manages to grab it from the end table without waking her up and poor thing was so exhausted that she didn’t even hear Kensies crying for her mama over the phone 😭i’m gonna cry

I'm gonna actually sob bc it's exactly like that.

she's so fucking tired, the third trimester with twins has DRAINED her energy. she just wants some alone time with him, she really does, but she's so fucking tired. eddie knows that. he selfishly tries to rub her swollen feet as a maybe way to get them to fuck, but when he sees how exhausted she is, he just lets her cuddle him and sleep. she has one of those belly bands, but he ends up trying to hold her stomach up to relieve some pressure while she's drooling and snoring, knocked out on his chest.

poor kensie is screeching and bawling for her mama. she is DONE at glammy and pop-pop's and she wants to come home rn!!!! she def had attachment issues as a child. no need for a leash with her, unlike vega, because she would not leave their side lol.