#that doesn't mean the people decedent from them

[patriamrealm]

This, this silly little thought is what caused the brainworm from the last post. Just Ingo absently solving century long mysteries. One that Emmet has been struggling to solve since he was a kid.

Bonus: Emmet, and Drayden are terrible at telling Ingo basic things about their family. It’s very frustrating for Ingo. Admittedly they don’t tell him in the hopes that enough familiar stimuli will help with him remembering. It does not.

Despite their worries, being told things does not cause sudden memory flashes nor headaches even if he does remember something. Bit of misunderstanding of his amnesia. Really he’d much prefer them stop treating him like glass and just tell him things.

[stickylizardcave]

Please understand how passionate I am about this. Please imagine the following:

Ambrosius who has been told all his life what to do, how to act, what his purpose is, who was told that he obviously would present Alpha because of course he would, he's Gloreth's decedent, he's the perfect knight.

He meets a shy, sweet boy from the streets who's both humble and devastatingly clever, who sees him as HIM, and they become best friends. Ballister who doesn't care about his status, who makes him strive to be better than he was, the best he could. Who gives him a safe space to not worry about his "destiny", who he in turn protects fiercely from those who keep trying to tear Ballister down. Ballister who shows all signs of probably presenting Omega, or at the very least Beta, with his soft-spoken and quiet demeanor. Others see them an while they don't approve of Ballister's commoner background, if they end up as an Alpha-Omega pair then that's at least acceptable.

They grow up together as best friends and boyfriends who decide they won't care about how the other presents, they're still gonna stick together. They're gonna be together.

Then Ballister presents as an Alpha, and it's great! Ambrosius is so happy for him! It means that others are going to start taking him seriously!! That they'll start to consider Ballister as someone worthy (which he thinks is kinda fucked up but they can try and fix that). Alpha-Alpha pairings are not uncommon and while it's kinda annoying that suddenly people are trying to flirt with Bal, he chooses Ambrosius every time.

Then Ambrosius presents as an Omega. And things get a bit tense. Nobody was really expecting this, but that's okay. This can be worked with. His family and the Institute start looking into how they can use his status to their advantage. He's still Gloreth's Heir and he's still one of the best knights of his generation. He's still useful.

Ballister has been hesitant but still accepting of Ambrosius. He says he doesn't want Ambrosius to think he's like everyone else, though, not like all these other Alphas who keep trying to get Ambrosius's attention just because he was an Omega.

Ambrosius had already decided long ago that Ballister was going to be his mate, damn every one else and by Gloreth's Name he ain't backing out now. If he was protective of Ballister before, he's doubly more-so now, especially with the snide comments they keep getting from the other in-training knights. He's beat the shit out of more than one person who says that Ballister is just trying to marry his way into royalty and Ballister keeps telling him to stop that, its okay, don't mind them, I've had worse-

And its frustrating for his family and the Institute's plans because he doesn't act like they want him to, he doesn't act like the Omega they see him as now.

And that suits him just fine. Ambrosius doesn't want to be their pawn anymore. He has the best Alpha he could ever ask for; one that's sweet and kind and clever and brave and loves him for him.

(And also it's fucking hot as hell when Ballister's infinite patience finally runs out at the like 6th random other Alpha of the day comes up trying to start a courtship with Ambrosius and just growls in the most possessive-Alpha-like way Ambrosius has never heard from him before and it makes his knees go weak and he has to drag Ballister home right now immediately before he floods the street.)

[the-24-7-lawlu-library]

Hello!

I have a trip in a few days and I need some longfics to help me survive, do you have any recs?

Hello there! I hope we are not too late with answering. Of course we can't leave you alone in this! Here are some recs:

I’d Forgotten How Nice Romance Was, Then You Reminded Me by Living4LifesSake (M)

At forty-four years old, Luffy was content with the way things were. Sure his life hadn't exactly gone like he had originally thought it would, but it was fine. He had a good job, a cute dog, a whole gang of awesome friends, a supportive family; things were great. He was fine with being single. Then, one fateful night, he got sat by a handsome man at a bar. And suddenly, everything changed. A story where Law and Luffy learn that you’re never too old to have a whirlwind romance.

Lead Me Back to Suffering by Purplehairedwonder (M) [non-con, includes Doflamingo/Law]

In the wake of Kaido's fall, Law is kidnapped from the shores of Wano.

Inhuman Potential by Sydneyxface (E) [Blood and Gore]

Dr. Trafalgar Law has seen many wild and surprising things come across his table as a pathologist, but nothing compares to one of his decedents waking from the dead - and thirsty for his blood. And so Law befriends (and beds) a vampire named Luffy and is pulled into the chaos that surrounds him - which involves cracking a case of missing people supposedly being used as slave labor for the elites of the world... the Celestial Dragons. Alternate Universe - Modern day, 2023.

Not a Ball or a Chain by HollowIsTheWorld (T) [AU-Modern]

Trafalgar Law grew up hoping he would be one of the handful of people to never develop a soulmate mark. Now that that hasn't panned out, however, he's willing to settle for just never meeting them. Unfortunately for him, Monkey D. Luffy is a hard person to avoid.

At the End of the Day by Artificial_Starlight (M) [Edit: we corrected the link]

It was such a simple thing to get worked up about, he knew, and maybe it was because he's so removed from normal social interaction that the idea of new friends coming into his life only bothered him. He only needed the three - they gave him enough trouble! They already bugged him enough to hang out, already caused drama that he was dragged into, already teased him about his idiosyncrasies... They already knew about his issues; spent years around his ever changing moods as he tried to be less angry, less scared, less obsessive. They already tried with mixed results to help him sleep, heal, and trust. He didn't need anyone else getting that close. However, as he began to walk away, he couldn't help but believe that not taking Straw-hat's words seriously would be a mistake.

the thing that remains by tciddaemina (M)

He'd had a plan. Destroy the SAD manufacture plant, destroy the SMILE factory... A kidnapping here, a bit of extortion there. Simple, at least by Law's standards. The Straw Hats had been a surprise, but a manageable one. Doflamingo would submit to their demands, sealing his own fate, or they'd destroy the factory and Kaidou would finish the job for them. He'd had a plan. Now Law doesn't know what's going on, but its definitely not the plan.

Boyfriend's Duties by martilla (E)

“Good evening,” Law said calmly. “I am looking for…” he looked down at the medical chart in his hands. “Monkey D. Luffy.” The boy on the bed smiled immediately when he heard his name, a curious and excited look in his eyes. “That’s me!” He shouted out. “Are you the doctor? They said that they were sending a doctor before dinner and I am really hungry, so if you are the doctor this means that I am gonna eat soon!” The two men in the room groaned at that sentence and Law felt taken aback by the enthusiasm of the guy. He was either stupid or not aware of the gravity of his injury, if his only thought was dinner. “Yes, I am the surgeon that will operate on you,” he answered. “My name is Trafalgar Law.” * Law is a surgeon who needs some light in his life. Then Luffy happens.

-Mod Raiya

[ilikelookingatthings]

hazbin hotel adam lilith eve lucifer theory and the exorcists

it might juts be me...but does anyone else think that maybe the excorisms were a plan to YES stop the over population of hell which could threaten heaven(which seems right up heavens alley if the FLOOD reaction where they tried to restart humanity because there was too much sin is to be believed)....but ALSO..maybe its a way to scare hell into trying to find alternatives to stop it? such at trying to work on themselves and seek redemption?

I'm just saying when the humans adam and eve got tricked and ate the apple/fruit of knowledge they got punished by being kicked out of their home adn had to live life...go through hardship and then when they died they got judged whether you got to heaven or hell. We don't know what happened with Eve but Adam aparently worked off his sin and made it into heaven right after the hardship and not knowing if that would be the case....

What if the plan of excorcisizing sinners was also to give them a permanent threat they couldn't come back from which gave MORE meaning to their choices and a solid outside threat just like how outside the garden, hardship and death were waiting for eve and adam?

thus resulting in Charlie/someone coming up with the idea that the people in hell shouldn't just give up and keep trying to redeem themselves which wouldn't have happened if hell didn't have the over population problem and the threat of extermination hovering over their backs.

being only able to see the worst in humanity was lucifer's punishment...but I'm also curious if maybe lilith might have a plan...like we know deal for allowing the eterminations was also that no one would attach the hellborn citizens which of course would keep charlie safe.

Also...while Adam is definitely horrible NOW....anyone else kind of wonder if maybe Adam was TRYING to fall at this point? if maybe he got twisted by being stuck with all the people making a big deal abot him up in heaven a.k.a. the decedents who use the story and will often twist it to suit their needs....I can't help but find it a little suspicious...especially when adam attach charlie despite that being a hard rule for the exorcists to not attack hellborn people....

like sir petious redeemed himself due to the blast of fighting adam right? putting himself at risk and sacrificing himself for his friends without hesitation while believing it was a real complete no respawning death at the time.

and adam revealed the exorcist aspect infront of heaven despite sera saying it was supposed to be kept secert which will have heaven be judged and scrutinized by itself as well because clearly there is a issue because other heaven people HAVE fallen.

and just saying....Adam was apparently the one who brought up the idea...which could be just cuz he was bored and it was a growing issue and much like lucifer he saw there was shame in them and that there was a mercy in ending their endless suffering....

but....considering adam was the first human to enter heaven it seems...but abel isn't there despite being the first one murdered...and it doesn't seem like adam's wife eve is up there....

what if Adam concocted a plan to get worse and worse as time went on with the plan to fall or get killed by going down to hell so he could look for eve or abel? since heaven is always watching...actually making a concrete plan would be a bit difficult when everyone in heaven you can't justify hurting...but it can be easier if you tap into bitterness or negativity toward hell as a outlit but making it about 'fun' something more lighthearted could get past the angel's wrath meter or something.

just seems suspicious that lilith and adam were in cohoots and somehow Sir Pentious was redeemed you know?

also another theory....considering Adam was actually offered the fruit first and refused and they went through eve with the idea to also get to adam...what if lilith and lucifer wanted BOTH Eve and Adam with them?

and while Adam and Lilith are equals with strong personalities it makes sense they would clash so I don't think Adam was being inherently sexists in the begining....but I do wonder if eve being made from his rib...if maybe lilith and lucifer wanted to shift the power imbalance since she wasn't made from the same stuff lilith was by giving her knowledge...but it was actually her punishment after to follow Adam's lead more and Adam was punished for not stopping it...showing the issues of one being more sub-servant to the other which did seem to help problems spread in the rest of humanity from this unequal dynamic even if compartmentalizing what you do well can help people survive together...which Eve and Adam had to so after being kicked out of Eden....

What if Adam maybe respawns to hell to deal with a secondary route of redemption to learn issues with how he's been handling his feelings since his death.

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also just throwing this out there...but most of the sexist stuff didn't get invented til WAY later. Adam and Eve had to survive of the outside as the first family so while Adam definitly seems sexist now....

anyone else feel like Adam almost says all that without REALLY understanding what it means...like he knows it upsets people and gets a reaction...but he gives off the energy of both a kid not quite knowing what he is saying but going all in...and a old man using new slang terms from the hip kiddos...and it would kindof interesting if Adam DID come back if he was actually admitted or pointed out alot of the modern lady stuff vs guy stuff is kindof arbitrary and not invented back in his day because both him and Eve had to cook and work together. like the pink being girls with blue being guys thing that keeps switching in the centuries even though its just a color and has different means that people project on to it.

like Adam clearly is into modern sexism to some degree now which definitely needs to be adressed...but there is also wiggleroom cuz what if he's just being a dick on purpose and knows it'll get under the skin...like someone reaching for the lowest hanging fruit to get the reaction they want no matter what it is...and dude screams over compensating to hide hurt and fears where he will lie to himself and others til he believes it. putting on a 'mask' if you will.

just kind of want to see the sexist asshole rip someone else apart for being sexist logically using things from his own life to back it up.

[awheckery]

DEATH TW and mentions of murder so if that is triggering for you don’t read, but if it’s not then i’d like to ask if you’ve heard of forensic genealogy? while i am uneasy at the prospect of using it to find suspects, it can also be used to find the identities of unidentified decedents, who die of accidental causes or are murdered, and often it’s the only hope to identify those who have been unidentified for decades. the dna doe project is a nonprofit that’s mostly volunteer run, and i think that your research skills could be useful there or somewhere like there. i know this is kind of a random ask to receive, identification of unidentified remains is my special interest but i don’t have the time or training to get better at researching beyond a few tricks here and there.

I feel like we've read the same articles recently; did you see the tumblr post (and linked articles) about Joseph Augustus Zarelli, the Boy in the Box?

Which is to say, yes, I am aware of forensic genealogy and the DNA Doe Project, because like many white American women, I'm a true crime junkie.* My big Thing is investigative procedure tho, so I'm also deeply interested in plane & train crash investigations, medical mysteries, archaeology, anthropology... basically 'what happened, and by which processes and methods do we figure out what happened?'

So far as getting into the game myself, I dunno. I assume there's probably some sort of required formal training, along with the expectation of reliability and sustained effort, and I'm a chronically ill autodidact with ADHD. I'm the research equivalent of a sprinter; investigative genealogy requires a marathoner, because there's so much exhausting, grinding work involved.

Something I've never seen brought up before in any investigation is how many extant family trees are just wrong. Genealogical sites make it too easy to crib notes from other users, and all it takes is one person deciding 'eh that's probably the right guy' for dozens of other amateur researchers to make the same mistake, and then somebody ties that erroneous information to their DNA profile. I don't know how the forensic genealogists deal with that.

You also have to take into account how many people throughout history have just gone missing, or otherwise fallen off the historical record. Just because someone's date of death is absent doesn't mean something nefarious happened to them. (Just because someone's date of death is present doesn't mean it's correct.) People emigrate. They marry. They change their names. They die alone and unknown in a ditch**, or they die somewhere that doesn't make those records public***. Paper records can burn or flood out, and family stories rarely make it down more than one or two generations. History is messy.

I've only done serious research into my family background for two years, in fits and starts interrupted by illness flare ups. Half the time it feels like I find more questions to ask than I get answers. I've found a pair of illegitimate daughters and a handful of adoptees. I've found some two dozen 'missing persons' who may as well have disappeared into thin air, for how suddenly they dropped out of the historical record. I've found a murder victim and a (maybe) would-be murderess.

And four months ago, I found the answer to another family's 150 year old missing person case, and it changed everything I thought I knew about my mother's family.

This is how.

Five months ago, I thought I knew everything there was that could be known about John Robert McDowell.

I knew he was born July 1st of either 1868 or 1869, in Belfast, Northern Ireland. According to his naturalization petition, he came to the United States in April of 1883, when the absolute oldest he could have been was fourteen, and at the time of his naturalization in 1896 he claimed his nationality was English, presumably due to anti-Irish sentiments at the time.

I knew John's handwriting was idiosyncratic: he wrote the J in his name with a rightward upper loop that scooped up again before curving back around the center staff, and his uppercase R was a mess of curlicues. I've never seen the like before or since.

I knew that despite living in America for ten years longer than he'd lived outside it, John still had an accent in 1908 when his second son was born. Spelling is incredibly inconsistent across historical records because up until very recently, it was the practice of the record keepers to write down their best guess at what they heard, and in 1908 a midwife heard and recorded John's surname as McDoul.

John's life was actually remarkably well-documented, in comparison to his contemporaries. I bought myself access to Newspapers.com along with my Ancestry subscription, and he made semi-regular appearances in the Newport News Daily Press for the better part of thirty years as a Navy veteran, successful entrepreneur, and president of a labor union that later became the United Steelworkers Local 8888. (A seemingly throwaway notice in the Daily Press was the only record I've yet been able to find for his divorce, which eventually led me to find out whatever happened to his wife, which is another saga entirely. Pauline, you dirty rotten cheater.)

I knew that John was in and out of the hospital with thyroid cancer, but he was such a tough old bastard it took the better part of fifteen years to kill him, and he died in 1954 at the age of 86.****

According to John's death certificate (and the U.S. Government records at the VA hospital where he died), his parents' names were Thomas McDowell and Isabell Rabb (or possibly Robb, the Accent strikes again.)

This is the only record linked to either of them on Ancestry.com at all.

I have most of a history degree, so I wasn't surprised. There are next to no records of the 1890 census of the United States, and that was down to a fire in the National Archives. Ireland was dragged backwards through hell by the ankles for centuries by a succession of British monarchs and governments, and Belfast was in the prime of especially conflicted territory for much of it. No census records from John's lifetime were kept, and the likelihood his parents would show up in the surviving fragments from 1841 and 1851 was slim to none.

There were transcribed indexes from birth and marriage records available, at least, and I scoured them through, looking for a John McDowell, and there wasn't a single damn one born to a Thomas or Isabelle McDowell in a decade on either side of 1868. There wasn't any record I could find at all of a Thomas McDowell marrying an Isabelle Rabb until well after John left Ireland.

Five months ago, as far as I knew, John Robert McDowell was probably a bastard, who'd either been left out of whatever records were taken at the time, or he was one of the unfortunate ones whose birth record had been lost.

Four months ago, I realized that the record indexes on Ancestry included film numbers, which meant there were pictures of those records to be found somewhere. If they were organized chronologically, I could try to find his birth registration that way. Googling "ireland civil registration records" brought me to the Civil Records search page of a genealogy site run by, of all things, the Irish government's tourism department.

Once again, there wasn't a John McDowell born to the right parents during the right time period, so I went looking for his parents' marriage. And found it.

If they married in 1872, John would probably still technically be a bastard, but I had a point to start from. Once I clicked into the actual scan of the record I nearly snapped myself in half sitting upright in attention, because Thomas McDowell's father's name was Duncan, John named his eldest son Duncan, Isabella's father's name was John, I had to have the right two people, this couldn't be a coincidence.

And then I noticed Isabella was a widow. Isabella was a widow.

Who was your husband, and when did he die, Isabella? I searched again, and found her marriage to a Thomas Logan July 30th, 1866. No men named Thomas Logan died in Belfast between 1866 and 1870, which meant he was probably still alive when John was born. It meant I had been looking in the wrong direction the entire time.

John Robb Logan came into the world on July 1st, 1868, in the Ballymacarrett district of Belfast, the second child of four born to Thomas Logan and Isabella Robb. Once I knew what I was looking for the rest came easy.

John's early life was riddled with tragedies. His younger brother Joseph was six months old when he died in March of 1870. His father died of smallpox in December of the same year, exactly one month after the birth of his sister Mary. Three months before his fifth birthday, his first half-sibling Bella died, at just five months old. And in 1879, his older brother William died after a long, miserably drawn-out illness from spinal tuberculosis.

(As an aside, god, poor Isabella. She had four children with Thomas Logan, and a further nine with Thomas McDowell, and before her early death from a long respiratory illness she buried a husband, two sons, and two daughters. How do you go on after that, how are you not forever shattered?)

If I hadn't been sure I'd found the right family, I was after William died. Thomas McDowell was the person who reported William's death to the registrar's office after sitting by his deathbed. The registrar recorded William as a "child of [the] baker" that Thomas was by profession; Thomas McDowell claimed his stepson as his own.

Duncan McDowell, John's step-grandfather, had a family burial plot in Ballygowan, and he named William Adam Logan as his grandson, with no qualifiers, when they buried him.

All the evidence suggests that the McDowells loved John Robb Logan and his siblings, and he loved them back every bit as much. You don't choose to take on the surname of people you hate, and it seems very much the case that John chose to go by McDowell when he came to America. I'm honestly not sure there was a way for Thomas McDowell to bequeath his name to his stepchildren, given John's brother William died a Logan and his sister Mary married as one.

John Robb Logan disappeared from history after his baptism, and John Robert McDowell made his first confirmed appearance in the historical record in 1883, but I was certain they were one and the same. The problem was proving it to my mother, because McDowell was her family name. She'd grown up with it, as had her sisters and her dozens of cousins and her father and his siblings and her father's father; I only had a paper trail arguing the name she knew didn't belong to any of them by blood.

So I went for blood.

I refuse to give my DNA to Ancestry.com on a principle born from paranoia and ethics concerns. It's absolutely not happening, ever, like hell do I expect a corporation to do the right thing with my genetic material. My mother doesn't share my concerns, either now or four years ago, when she bought an Ancestry DNA kit and then did absolutely nothing with her results besides marvel at the unexpected Swedish heritage in her 'Ethnicity Estimate' because doing anything else looked like too much work.

It took a few days to figure out how to hook my mother's DNA results into the tree I've built, and a few more for all the features to populate, but all told it took less than a week between learning the truth about my great-great-grandfather's parentage and proving it irrefutably with DNA, via several descendants of his full-blooded sister Mary and a grandson of his half-brother Wallace.

Ancestry doesn't tell you when new DNA matches are found, or when someone adds you to their tree (and thank god for that, my mother has somewhere in the neighborhood of twenty thousand matches). To those descendants of Mary Thomasina Logan, the handful of John's descendants who've shelled out for Ancestry DNA kits could be any random person. Frequently the relationships between matches aren't clear, because of all the folks like my mom who never add a tree to their results, or those who don't try to go any further back than their grandparents.

As far as Mary Logan's descendants know, the sons of Thomas Logan dead-ended his line, and when I do find John in their trees there's never more than a birth year and a blank space where there would usually be a year of death. (They all have the wrong Isabella Robb too, but I don't really blame them; apparently Isabella was one of the most popular names for girls for well over a century, and Robbs weren't exactly thin on the ground.)

Someday soon, I'm going to reach out. People who study genealogy do it because they're looking for something: long lost relatives, answers to questions asked too late, or even a better, more personal understanding of history by learning about the people who were there when it happened. Every family has its mysteries and this one, at least, could be solved.

John's story doesn't end here. Here is where it begins.

~

*I'm aware of the problematic nature of White Lady True Crime Brain Poisoning, but I'm gonna have to pull the 'I'm not like other girls' card. I'm incredibly discerning about my crime shows, I hate the fucking cops, and I'm realistic about how unbelievably low my chances are of ever being the victim of a violent crime. I'm white, I'm broke as shit, I'm built like a running back and walk like the Terminator, and most importantly, I'm single and planning to stay that way for the rest of my life. The only way I'm getting murdered is if I happen to get caught in a random mass shooting, which isn't outside the realm of possibility because America.

**In case anyone's gotten this far and is still interested, there's strong evidence that the mystery of the Somerton Man was finally solved last year. At some point I'd like to take a look at the tree the forensic genealogists built tho, because I have some Doubts. There was only one person in that family that fell off the map in the 40's? Just one? I was lightning-strike kinds of lucky enough to find John's real parentage, but I dug up more unanswered questions with it, because two of his half-brothers dropped out of the records after 1901. Completely setting aside the possibility of infidelity in the Webb family and how common inbreeding has been (both historically and in recent memory) in populations of European descent, I have a hard time buying that Carl Webb was the only person who could be the Somerton Man. It's still cool as shit that they have a strong possibility tho.

***Maryland and Kansas specifically can blow me, if somebody died in either of those states I have to find an obituary or a tombstone to get the mcfrickin' date, and I have to either pay money and prove a relationship to see a death certificate, or show up to an archive in person to search on their intranet, MARYLAND WHY DO YOU NOT WANT ME TO KNOW WHEN MY GREAT-GRANDMOTHER DIED. (Being fair, I don't know if she died in Maryland, that's just a great-uncle's best guess, because she ran away from her family in 1949 and nobody ever saw her again after the early 60's. Helen, where the hell did you go?)

****One of the big reasons why I got into genealogy in the first place was to see if I could find how far back the predisposition to early deaths and autoimmune disease went in my family. What I hadn't expected to find was a predisposition for extreme longevity on all sides. Longevity as in 'skewing the life expectancy bell curve' kinds of longevity. As long as someone didn't come down with a freak illness or make a looooooooong string of poor life choices, they were apparently immune to death, which honestly explains a few things about Crazy Grandma, god damn.

[ianiohn]

I make no argument but offer an observation

That people disregard the Book of Mormon

Out of hand mostly because they've never

Read it, but listen wrongly to the argument's

Made toward the sanity and the veracity of

The man whom it is said interpreted the tab-

Let's by use of a vestment of sort's which had

12 stone's placed in it which gave him, Mr. Smith,

The ability to understand the writing to record

Them in his language and the language which

Was common to the people's. To dismiss them

As lunacy because of the supposed ability of

That vestment is only the opinion of people who

Have no use of faith as a viable mean's of accom-

Plishing anything of any worth, especially when

Their idea of faith is what belief system they em-

Ploy which make's up any of a myriad of practice's

And mode's of doing or utilizing, to satisfy their ego's

And allow them to sleep at night. Such a vestment

Was also Biblically used with purpose and to what

Purpose other than stated could easily have been

Done without the layman needing to know. The

Critic's also question the Jewishness of the people's

And their mode of transportation to arrive here

From Israel, but these day's fantastical way's of

Transportation would be called ludicrous to those

Totally unfamiliar with technological mean's of

Propulsion or directing from outside the sphere of

The known, and accomplishing these thing's which

Are stated as fact and not to be questioned as the

Mahabharata states it should be read without

Ridicule or smirked at to achieve an understanding

That goes beyond what one may expect from read-

Something which lead's to enlightenment. Jesus

Is expected to come to these people and their live's

Are explored and truth's revealed up to His arrival

And His astonishment at the great reception He

Receive's, one unlike He received amongst the

Hebrew's of Israel. He also state's His concern for

Future generation's after many hundred's of year's

Of peace and cooperation amongst these people

Who were nation's one of one brother, and one of

Another brother. Jesus also suggest's reading

Isaiah as he "touches on all thing's," which I found

To be very good advice, as one of the prophet's

Stated, "Bless those who are reading the prophet's

At this time." The brother's went to war after hun-

Dred's of year's of peace with a drive to destroy

Each other which it seem's they did, with the his-

Torian stating he was the last of the people's at

War. People also have a problem with believing that

The Human Being's who are here are decedent's

Of the Hebrew lineage, but it is stated in the Book

Of Mormon that God sent many out into the world

Before even the building of the tower of Babylon.

I have my doubt's about this book even being read

By many of the Mormon Church, let alone the

People's to whom it is directed as a history of this

Land, just as many so called Christian's have never

Read the Bible all the way through, hence the pro-

Position to "read the Bible in a year," which never

Should have to take that long and is a poor idea

When any other book can be read in day's if not a

Week. The Book of Mormon being read needn't

Cause anyone to think he must swear allegiance

To that faction, but should see it as an appendage

To the Bible as the Apocryphal 's or the Ethiopian,

Or Jamaican book's and any other as I'm of a mind

There must be book's of the many nation's of this

Earth that are considered Holy Book's of such

Renown as to be considered as appendage's to

The Bible also. There is no need to be narrow mind-

Ed or bigoted toward the truth's which are avail-

Able to the many nation's and people's as the Church

Burning Holy Book's because they are not approv-

Ed by someone who doesn't care to study them,

But only to cut out what they might consider

Competition for attention, blind slavery, and profit.

[morvantmortuary]

🌸, 💐 and ❄️ for the Morvants please! ❤️

Happily! Thanks, babe <3 these got long, so they're going under a cut lmao

����- What's this oc's favorite and least favorite color?

for all of them, their actual favorite is the respective color of their necro-magic -- Maxi's aortic red, Hex's neon purple, Rora's phtalo green. no one's ever been entirely sure whether their personalities cause their specific colors to develop (like, this was already their favorite color, so that's how their magic manifested), or whether they're pre-determined at birth. it's not uncommon for there to be resemblances in a family (Vincent's deep rust compared to Maxi's fresh blood, Emile and Hex had similar colors as well). certain color types/families tend to be associated with corporeal and non-corporeal types of magic, and this gets even more varied as you branch out to the other families of They Who Decide, who don't all work with death magic, but have other... specialties, instead.

their second-basically-a-tie favorite, for each of them, would be the color of their Reader's eyes (bc they're all shmoopy dorks lmao).

their least favorite colors are as follows:

Maxi - highlighter yellow. it reminds him too much of studying for mortuary college, which was one of the most unhappy times in his life despite him being really talented at it. If he's making notes on something in his office, or underlining something a decedent's family needs to sign/review, he'll stick to pens as often as he can. Usually red, so he has a habit of including exclamation points/small smiley faces in places when it's not too unprofessional, so people know he's not being critical.

Hector - the color of a manila folder. he associates it with being stuck in a string of shitty temp jobs for a year after he first dropped out of university in Mexico City. in Hex's mind, nothing good ever comes in a manila folder. when he has to keep paperwork for his freelance photography, he'll make a point to buy literally any other color. usually black, which means that they frequently get misplaced in the mortuary, but purple if he can find them. if he has to use manila folders, he's not above covering them in stickers.

Rora - traffic cone orange. it used to be any shade of pink or powder blue, thanks to her mother Mathilde, but now that she's an adult and these colors aren't being forced upon her, she doesn't mind them so much in small doses (though she usually prefers to avoid bright colors/pastels in her own clothes). but traffic cone orange is everything she hates: it's bright, it's obnoxious, it's official (so in her mind, bureaucratic) and its presence usually means someone or something is getting in her way.

💐- Where is this oc's favorite place to relax?

Maxi: before he had the option of your house, he would go outside and sit in the cemetery next door to the Mortuary. when he was in his late teens/early twenties, he'd usually take a smoke break -- he picked up smoking for years after Hex moved and Rora and his mother died, but only ever close to home, and never anywhere there would be a client. so the cemetery next door became the most logical place, though he did make sure to take care to linger where the smoke wouldn't bother any of the residents. he finally made himself quit bc he was paranoid of someone finding one of his cigarette butts where one of his victims disappeared. before the October Arc, he'd take some lemonade and a couple of that morning's batch of cookies and sit on one of the fallen tombstones or a stone bench in a quieter corner to catch his breath/avoid the louder voices in the House for a while between viewings, embalmings, etc. now, it's mostly wherever you are, but especially your couch in your living room where the two of you can just hang out or your bed, where you can do other things.

Hex: for the longest time, it was whatever car he was using to move around from place to place. he had an older VW van for a while when he lived in Mexico that it made him nearly sick to part with when he moved but it was entirely too recognizable when it came down to hunting the links in his Chain. until he had to leave her at the Greymoon House, it was in the seat of Baby, his motorcycle. before he relocated back to town, he loved going on long rides to clear his mind/shake off any anxiety by literally just trying to outrun it. nowadays, whenever he gets antsy, he'll sneak over to your place where he can watch you go about your routine for a while. even if you guys have a date planned that night, sometimes he shows up early with his camera just to watch you get ready through the lens. your energy is calming for reasons he can't explain, and he's happy to be even just on the edge of your orbit if it means he can chill out a bit.

Rora: before she met you, it was either her garden or the swimming hole out back. when she was alive, going outside and getting sweaty and mussed was a rebellion against her appearance-obsessed mother, who never left the house herself without a sunhat or a parasol. whether it was digging in the dirt or sinking beneath the surface of the water, anything to make her feel like she wasn't just a doll to be dressed helped her release some of the anger she constantly felt coiled inside her. after she came back, she still tends to return to both when her projects or her plans for the mantle have gone awry. planting, weeding, anything on her knees among her flowers reminds her what it means to be on this side of the Veil, able to affect the world around her. she usually only goes to the water alone if things feel entirely out of control, when the silence underneath is the only way she can get her head to be quiet. now, though, she enjoys both much more if you're there - either seated in a chair with a drink she made you, or on your knees in the dirt with her, or with her in the cool of the pond. you make certain things lovely in a way she'd never appreciated before.

❄- What is this oc's favorite and least favorite food?

Maxi: they grew up in Louisiana, so the boy's going to eat anything Cajun eagerly. if he had to pick a favorite-favorite, it'd probably be Grandmere Morvant's gumbo recipe, which he can now replicate almost perfectly (you think it's absolutely delicious, but he swears it's still not as good as hers, which you can't even imagine). for least favorite, it's probably going to be basic ramen; he ate way too much of that during his Bad Spell, as he refers to it. he had hit a point where he was just eating to survive, obsessed with the next link in his Chain, so food and sleep were a matter of obligation only. this left him skinnier than usual and fairly scary looking -- it's probably for the best Hex destroyed most of the photos from this period. he still avoids it whenever he can, but if you made some with enough ingredients to significantly change the flavor, he'd have some bc he loves you and wants to respect anything you cooked for the pair of you. On his own, though, he has to physically suppress a shudder whenever he passes the cases of insta-ramen in the grocery store.

Hex: His mom's sister's chilaquiles verdes, hands down instantly. He basically lived off those when he lived with the Casares side of the family for the first time in his teens, and though he and Ranza have both mastered the recipe, he swears there's something missing from his too. He used to make them only when he really needed a pick-me-up, but now he'll make them whenever you even remotely mention craving some. (They too are absurdly good, Hex now understands that he basically has to double the recipe when he's cooking for both of you lmao.) For least favorite food, it's honest to god any kind of frozen dinner that comes in the plastic trays. Doesn't matter what food's actually involved, he just cannot stomach it. He associates it with the points in his life where he spent most of his time running from one messy crime scene to the next, stuck re-starting his Chain every few months, and that was the thing he usually stashed in his hiding places bc it would keep the longest. The first time he was spying on you and saw you pull one out when you were out of energy to cook, he nearly blew his own cover with how fast he called you to ask if you felt like him spontaneously coming over to make dinner. He refuses to let you resort to that if he can help it, and hates even touching the plastic at this point lmao.

Rora: Ror, as previously mentioned, has a tricky relationship with food. Some things just... taste different, after you're dead. She likes fresh fruit best -- it feels bright in her mouth, still alive. She bounces between the sweetest and sourest she can find, sometimes in the same sitting. Pastries are probably the thing she likes second best, especially if she can eat them one-handed while she reads something or sizes up her next specimen for taxidermy. Idk that she has a least favorite food as much as a spectrum of food she's okay with to foods she actively cannot stand due to how her palate works now. I think if she had to name one, if pressed, she'd say her mother's mashed potatoes. (Maxi and Hex will wholeheartedly agree with her - Mathilde could cook many things, but she seemed to have a jinx where her mashed potatoes always came out glue-y.) Anything you made, though, she'd be willing to eat. Even if it was something that didn't agree with her, she'd find a way to get it down even if it didn't stay there later, just because she appreciates the gesture of you taking the time to cook for her so much.

Thanks so much for these questions, babe! Sorry I got carried away as usual lmao <3

[butmakeitgayblog]

Lexa and her evil fucking cat makes me wonder what your other Clexa's feel about animals. Also does CI Clarke even like pets? 😂

CI Clarke is strange because on the surface she would say no she doesn't. She'd hem and haw over other people's pets and not really care, generally actually telling people straight up if you show me another picture of your dog I'll pull the fire alarm. And of course their first pet together is satan's naked spawn from hell who even if she did want to like, she can't because the little shaved chicken hates her. I mean it hates everyone who isn't Lexa (which you'd think would make them kindred spirits and yet this little fucker seems out for Griffin blood), but it's like this damn cat has made it her goal in life to have Lexa all to herself and Clarke 6 feet deep. It's a constant underground war between the two that they tacitly agree to keep seperate from their favorite human

But then I think they'd get another cat, like the floofy white one, and that is actually not a direct decedent from the devil (at least to Clarke, everyone else still has to keep a wide berth) and that's when Clarke's more pet ftiendly side comes out. That's when Lexa starts noticing that they run out of treats faster than they should and suddenly there's fucking cat toys everywhere and scratching posts and mini cat mansions in random rooms that Lexa certainly didn't buy so like 🤨👀 where'd they come from, Clarke?

The others I mean, magic au Lexa would get a kick out of always having a black cat even if she is much more of a dog person. Vamp clexa don't really do pets much but they feed neighborhood strays wherever they are. They've always got a steady supply on hand and leave a few bowls of water and food out for whatever critter runs by and wants something. They know what it's like having to scrounge for food sometimes. Demon Clexa, hard no. After Penny passes they don't bother. Animals kinda go haywire around Clarke anyway. CoA Clexa are pet people through and through, animals love Lexa so that's not really a shocker there. MBFW become more pet friendly when they settle down and start a family, and you'll meet professor Lexa's dog the first night Clarke comes over 😌

I think that covers everybody

[theramseyloft]

Trichomonas gallinae from Pigeons to Raptors

I talk a lot about why feral pigeons should be treated like stray dogs in other posts, from the perspective of them being being a species as purely domesticated as Dogs, which can’t survive away from humans.

They should not be clogging up wildlife rehabs, whose resources should be reserved exclusively for the native wildlife for which they were set up.

(Not one sane person would advocate releasing stray dogs among rehabbed wolves or coyotes, no matter how many generations of them had been born in that alley.)

There is no benefit to releasing feral pigeons “back into the wild”.

Certainly not for the pigeons... who are exclusively dependent on human hand outs or garbage for food and building to roost and nest.

Not for the people, who are generally disgusted by the byproduct of sick, hungry ferals, which does serious structural damage because of the high uric acid content of feces from birds who have not been able to get enough to eat.

Not even for their predators.

Because of the way their medical care is traditionally handled, lost pigeons and their feral decedents are unsafe for predatory birds to eat.

As stated in the previous post, Performing breed breeders and fliers go one of two ways regarding birds with any symptoms of illness:

Either

1. They don’t waste money on treating a sick a sick bird. If it’s sick enough to affect its performance, that specific one is just killed.

Or

2. They use a fraction of the dose of the meds designed to treat an actively symptomatic bird as a monthly “preventive” for the entire flock.

Killing off a bird that’s symptomatic doesn’t mean the other birds in that loft and flying from it don’t have that pathogen.

It just means that they aren’t showing symptoms.

Aaaand using small doses of a treatment as a monthly “preventive” would have any one anywhere near the fields of pathology and epedimiology tearing their hair out in horrified frustration...

Because that is praaactically step by step instructions in how to build up a pathogen’s immunity to a treatment.

Whish brings us to this heinous little bastard;

which causes Trichomoniasis; Trich/canker/frounce.

Trichomonas gallinae eats epithelial cells lining the sinus, crop, and trachea, and forms plaques that make it very difficult for meds to get to as a defense mechanism against the immune system of its host.

Individuals are highly motile, moving with three sets of flagella.

Making it very easy to go septic.

There are three ways this parasite spreads:

1. Mouth to mouth feeding between mates or from parent to nestling.

(By far the most common in columbids)

2. Eating seeds thrown up by a starving late stage bird who physically can’t swallow them

(A common way to transmit it to song birds)

3. Eating an infected prey bird.

Pretty much any bird can catch and transmit the protozoan parasite Trichomonas gallinae, which causes Trichomoniasis; Trich/canker/frounce.

But most wild birds die from it very quickly, leaving it only a brief opportunity to spread to a new host.

What makes the feral descendants of racers and other performance breeds of domestic pigeon in particular especially dangerous carriers to raptors is their high immunity to it.

While a pigeon would have to have an active infection to spread trich to song bird (via vomited seed), an infected pigeon doesn’t have to be symptomatic to spread the parasite to a raptor, who is exposed directly by eating them in bite-sized pieces.

I have purchased birds from grand champion show breeders who looked to be in perfect health on arrival...

But their throats were swarming with Trich when swabbed. (part of my standard quarantine procedure)

Nearly every feral that’s entered our program through rescue has had a crop load of Trich, but were completely asymptomatic on arrival.

A raptor that had eaten one of these birds that was “healthy” by all appearances would still have sickened from it and died with out immediate veterinary intervention.

Our livestock doesn't exist in a bubble.

What we do (or don’t do) with our domesticated animals has consequences.

And when your biosecurity is nonexistent, and you either half ass treatment of a pathogen or don’t bother to treat at all, outbreaks are inevitable, and devastating to outside populations.

Pigeon fanciers talk about Canker like it’s nothing. Pop one pill and it’s done.

But this parasite is devastating.

And the way it’s treated by fanciers practically guarantees a fast track to developing drug resistance.

Domestic Pigeons left “in the wild” or “returned” to it not only have no beneficial niche to fill and no way to keep themselves fed,

They act as a reservoir for increasingly resistant pathogens practically engineered by the half-assed veterinary care of the fliers who provide a constant stream of new blood as racers and other performance breeds are lost from races or tosses or separated from kits.

Because of this, as much as the moral issue of having abandoned them in the first place, feral pigeons should not be ignored.

It is possible to drastically reduce their numbers with out any inhumane measures.

Taubbenhouses, comfortable shelters where nest boxes, feed, and water are provided, and any eggs laid are swapped for fakes, work wonders for population control.

With out injections, trapping, or poison, the reproductive rates of feral populations where this strategy was employed decreased by 95%.

Imagine combining that with better veterinary care for pigeons who belong to fanciers...

Maybe we could avoid...

This.

(Graphic photos under the cut)

This pigeon died of Trich.

By the look of it, those plaques went straight to its lungs...

This wood pigeon's entire throat was blocked.

Here is a septic pigeon (three and a half weeks old or so), with lesions all the way down its digestive tract.

Another septic pigeon (adult), with lesions all over its liver and even laced into its muscle tissue.

This is what happens when a hawk eats a pigeon with resistant trich.

This owl probably wasn’t able to swallow around that lesion 

This falcon chick (in particular danger due to falcons primarily preying on other birds) won’t be able to swallow soon.

This owl's choanal slit, glottis, and esophagus have been completely blocked off.

This peregrine (post-op) was lucky to have survived.

From the article ( http://www.shropshireperegrines.co.uk/news/news.html ):

“June 2014 - Peregrine chick treated for Trichomonas Gallinae

Two young peregrines, one male and one female, have been recovered in a distressed state from a scrape in north Shropshire by members of the Group and taken for treatment at the Cuan Wildlife Rescue Centre at Much Wenlock.

On examination both birds were diagnosed with "trichomonias gallinae", an infection affecting the birds' mouths, throat and eyes. According to the vet who examined the birds, the infection had most probably occurred by eating infected pigeon meat. Unfortunately the female chick did not survive.”

[leafy-airnomad]

Ever wondered what "manner of death" means?

I know it's long, the stuff in red is the important stuff if you skip everything else.

Hello friends. I'm in the process of becoming a forensic pathologist and I consume a lot of true crime in podcast and TV form. This is all to say that while I don't know everything about forensics, I know a lot. And one thing that comes up a lot and people frequently get wrong is "cause of death". So buckle up, it's time for a lesson from your friendly neighborhood crime expert-in-training.

Let's start with a vocabulary:

Cause of death (COD)

Manner of death (MOD)

What are they really? Well there are only 5 different types of MOD and they are as follows:

Homicide

Suicide

Natural causes

Undetermined

Accident

That's it. Those are all the options. MOD doesn't tell me how the person died, just who killed them (someone else, themselves, nature, or "fuck if we know" as a last resort). A good example of accident is an accidental drug overdose. Or a car crash.

There isn't an exhaustive list of all the different COD because the list is really long and sometimes people get a little too creative. But here are some examples:

Smoke inhalation

Drowning

Cancer

Asphyxiation

Stab wound(s)

Blunt force trauma

Now COD isn't really subsection of MOD as multiple CODs can overlap into a couple different MOD. Meaning that if someone died from a GSW (gun shot wound) to the head (COD) it could be self inflicted (suicide) or a head shot (homicide), or even undetermined if there isn't enough evidence to say one or the other. Basically a GSW can be any MOD except natural causes, for obvious reasons. COD and MOD are very much related in regards to a single person's case but as categories as a whole are fairly separate.

COD is the "what"

MOD is the "how"

Here are some examples:

Jane Doe died. Her MOD was natural causes. Her COD was metastatic colon cancer.

John Doe died. His MOD was undetermined. His COD was trauma after falling 7 stories off a building. Unknown whether he jumped or was pushed. Or fell.

Something else that is important to mention is that there isn't much legal meaning behind a MOD. A homicide just means that someone other than the decedent (dead person) caused the death. It doesn't mean it was murder. Could just as easily be unintentional. It doesn't matter. The MOD would still be homicide. The autopsy does not decide intent or punishment. That is for the court to decide.

MOD and COD actually are pretty important to keep separate. Partly because they are the two things every autopsy looks for, making them official (for legal purposes and for insurance companies), and partly because it helps convey information better. If I asked for the COD and you gave the MOD (homicide for example), you didn't answer my question and now I have to ask again and clarify. You didn't tell me how they died, just that someone else killed them.

If you're just talking about this stuff with friends or something, it's obviously not as important as in court or something, but it's just a bit annoying. And I hear it mixed up on crime podcasts and things like that so I wanted to clear it up. Anyway, now you can wow your friends and family with your forensics prowess and sound really smart.

TLDR: the stuff in red

[logicalstansadvice]

You all keep saying how his fans are insane and ready to crucify him for the smallest of things but in reality it’s not his fans really... you keep seeing all these “haters” or whatever you call them and most of them if not all don’t even have anything related to him on their accounts. Now they could be just “casual” fans without stan accounts but still. Those are just people that are looking for a fight. His actual fans are scared shitless to say anything about him least they hear a stern word from him or get on his bad side... like his biggest fan account on IG being of Asian decedent kept her mouth shut during the whole CA drama even tho anyone who talked to her privately knew what she actually thought of the situation and she was clearly not okay with it but yet kept quiet instead of speaking up and letting her fave know how upset his fans were and what was wrong. And just recently she followed Alejandra despite clearly being not of the best opinion on her privately. All because her fave commented and liked some pics... it’s clear she’s scared to speak up in fear of losing his attention or even get on his “crazy fans that dare to criticize me” list. So anyway, my point is, that no actual fans hate on him ever. It’s not about “if you are a real fan” stuff, but it’s just facts, that his fans, stans, people who actually dedicate their time to him and his life never say anything at least publicly. All the hate or whatever that you see come from those who don’t really care who to go after. Just like Kpop stans that cancel someone every day on twitter. So Sebastian doesn’t really have “insane” fans, he just draws attention of people who look for this sorta stuff. Also not a secret that most of MCU fans don’t like him and even hate Bucky. His own fans however? They never speak up against him. THAT is why his fandom is incredibly problematic and even racist constantly silencing POC that dare to say something against him all because he could never do wrong in their eyes. And casual fans who go to cons couldn’t care less about him outside of movies and that experience they have with him at cons. Not every person that takes a pic with him is a die hard fan that knows every little thing about him and follows his life like it’s some kind of religion. Same goes for fans that meet him when out&about. Only ones that actually care that much about him and his life are those with stan accounts and those who are looking for something or someone to bitch about. I wish people would realize it and stop with this “his fandom is insane” nonsense. The day his actual fans (including those with biggest fan accounts) actually speak up against him or something he’s done/said, it would be the day the pigs fly.

Ruby Woo -

Casual fans/moviegoers (people not interested in every aspect of his life) aren't included in his fandom, therefore are not part of the insane part of it that we are calling out.

Furthermore, if that fan of Asian descent is offended, by all means she can speak up but she is not entitled to his attention nor does he have to care about what she thinks. He owes us nothing. None of us are following Alejandra....we don't care about her. She's not a way to get access to Sebastian. I don't know what's worse, sucking up in the hopes your fave notices and still 'likes' you or thinking that what you think matters to him.

Thirdly, we speak up whenever he messes up. We know however, that it is foolish to think our opinion holds any weight for him. You love Sebastian? Great. You don't? That's okay, he doesn't care. That's what all of us should aim for, focus on the positive and block out the negative.

Le Chef - Number one we have never referred to anyone as "haters" because we're grown. So jot that one down, Ms. Maisel.

Number two, his fans are nuts. Full shot. No chaser.

Number three, you're being delusional about who is criticizing him. His hardcore Stans are absolutely unhinged and complaining. the issue is that they're calling him out for things from a point of jealousy and not from a point of actual offense. All of the "call outs" to him are in direct correlation to proximity of Pousey to him. He's never actually called out. Y'all captain save a heauxing him and his honor and not with the assumption that he's the shitty decision maker but that others are making him make bad decisions. WE have called this out many times.

Number four why are you scared shitless to tell a white male celebrity something? He's not a real part of your life? You need electricity. You need toilet paper. This man and his opinions and choices are not a necessity or a need. He's a hobby. Treat him as such.

Also lol at the last page of this finals paper, because you know you hail Mary'd the fuck outta that last part. Lol at bucky ain't got fans. Lol at most mcu fans don't like bucky all that much. Lol.

At the end of the day entertainment is a choice. you curate your interests. No one is forcing you to like or love sebastian or the PERSONAL choices he makes.