#verse: 20th century.

[pyjamacryptid]

little girl, a patient: can I have a lollipop

doctor merlin in the 21st century: can you have— I have created butterflies from nothing and horses from smoke. I have seen empires rise, fall, crumble, and start from nothing but a fish in a poor man’s hand. I’ve fought witches and failed them too. I’ve laid waste to armies and blessed nations of people with health that will never make up for it. I have pantsed Kings and kissed Queens. I have stood upon the precipice of this world and called forth the ocean only for time to swallow me whole and spit me back out. And I would do it all again if I could grant you, dear Matilda, a lollipop.

little girl: strawberry?

merlin: say no more, Tilda, this should clear up the taste of that cold medicine right away

[hecksee]

im learning i have an intense fondness for historical gays. modern gays are good, but theres just Something about historical queers that hit my brain. bonus points if they're from the 17th-19th century.

[they-have-the-same-va]

Pavitr Prabhakar / Spider-Man India (Earth-50101B) from Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse shares an actor with Dopinder (Earth-TRN414 and Earth-41633) from the Deadpool movies.

Portrayed by Karan Soni

[stormlit]

❛ i need to talk to you. i'm at home, when you're free. ❜

it would have been easy to go and find armand, but the last place amalia had wanted to talk to him was the theatre, with its listening ears and disdainful looks. it's been a long time since she felt welcome there, since she enjoyed going. at least paris has enough other theatres for her to frequent, often with armand, that she doesn't feel its loss all too terribly. so she asks him to come to her instead, answers his approach by swinging the door open with a flick of her hand from where she rests on the couch, legs up across it and a bottle of nail polish in her hand. he lives here as much as she does, but tonight it's her domain.

❝ darling, ❞ she greets without looking up, dragging red varnish across the last of her nails and recapping the bottle, leaning over to put it on the coffee table. ❝ did you know that your coven is still following me? ❞ she sounds calm, she looks calm. but amalia has always been a predator prowling the shadows, waiting for her moment to pounce, and calmness is just a front, a misdirection. she is angry. ❝ they think they're so smart, as if i don't know they're there. as if i can't hear what they think of me, as if i can't feel them scrabbling inside my head, trying to get at my fucking thoughts. ❞

amalia nurses her grudges, always. she remembers her slights. and this is something that has been building, held to her chest until she snaps. ❝ it's been years, armand. my patience wears thin. ❞ she looks up at him now, meets his eyes. their connection has always been...intense and honest, and she needs to know. because with the anger comes hurt, too. ❝ did you tell them to watch me? ❞

@devourcr

[waltergamersposts]

2.5D Animation 4-Movie Collection DVD Cover Front and Back Fanart

[isfjmel-phleg]

📝

[icecreamwithjackdaniels]

"[...] it plainly says here in Revelation that Jesus is 'That Which Is', 'That Which Was', and 'That Which Is to Come'. He is the 'Alpha and Omega', which means that He is the 'A to Z' or THE ALL OF IT. He is everything—the Almighty. He is the Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star, the Righteous Branch, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. He is God, Almighty God. ONE GOD.

1 Timothy 3:16 says, 'And without controversy great is the mystery of godliness: God was manifest in the flesh, justified in the Spirit, seen of angels, preached unto the Gentiles, believed on in the world, received up into Glory'.

This is what the Bible says. It doesn't say a thing about a first or second or third person here. It says God was manifest in flesh. One God. That ONE GOD was manifested in flesh. That ought to settle it. God came in a human form. That didn't make Him ANOTHER GOD. HE WAS GOD, THE SAME GOD. It was a revelation then, and it is a revelation now. One God."

— William Marrion Branham, An Exposition of the Seven Church Ages, first published in 1965

[naneki-maid]

They will tell you nothing / worse about me, my love, / than what I told you. / I lived in the meadows / before I knew you / and I did not wait for love but lay / in ambush and jumped upon the rose.

-The Captain’s Verses (1952) by Pablo Neruda

Ode and Burgeonings/Oda Y Germinaciones

[curiosityshop]

Gonna put some more muses on the muse page today, I think!

[gallifreyan-ginger-sociopath]

Anyone else ever try to write and instead spend over an hour doing research for one specific bit?

[britneyshakespeare]

Actually I must resign to the fact that The Country Wife (1675) by William Wycherley is unfortunately hilarious

[rhpsdys]

now tell me why i have verses for raine in three different decades 🧍

[they-have-the-same-va]

Miguel O'Hara / Spider-Man 2099 (Earth-928B) shares an actor with Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockley / Moon Knight (Earth-199999) from Moon Knight and En Sabah Nur / Apocalypse (Earth-TRN414) from X-Men: Apocalypse.

Portrayed by Oscar Isaac

[stormlit]

whatever is beneath her feet, these shoes were not made to stand in it. ordinarily, amalia might be bothered by that — she loves her clothes, loves to look good — but she has bigger concerns right now than her footwear. ❝ lestat? ❞ she calls, eyes searching the dark. he has to be here. a begging whisper in her mind leading to a cross-country trip at the drop of a hat, not even a thought before she abandoned her life further north to come and find him. lestat needed her, that desperate call she had promised she'd always answer, no matter how they had left things the last time they spoke, but she cannot see him now.

he's not dead. he cannot be.

❝ where in god's name have you brought me? ❞ she mutters, picking her way up the muddy bank and pausing to listen, though she can hear little more than the rustle of leaves and the flow of water, somewhere in the distance. amalia doesn't know what happened, here. she doesn't know why he asked her to come. but she came. silently, she reaches out with her mind, ❛ i'm here. where are you? help me find you. ❜

@hostiae (lestat)

[pcraspcra]

phillip verses and tag dump!

20th century guy - takes place before fry gets frozen in December 31, 1999

welcome to the 30th century - main verse; takes place after fry has awoken from being frozen for 1000 years

frozen in time - fry never gets frozen

head of the class - fry has become lars fillmore, a time-paradox duplicate

about: philip.

answered ask: philip.

bio: philip.

body: philip.

conversation: philip.

desire: philip.

headcanon: philip.

love: philip.

musing: philip.

picture: philip.

ship: philip.

starter: philip.

verse: philip.

[foone]

I love snake handling, as a religious practice.

Because while they can point at some Bible verses to justify it (a couple gospels use "snakes can't hurt you" as a metaphor for strength of belief, and they took it very litteraly) it's basically a modern invention. Like, the American Christian practice of snake handling is barely over a hundred years old! That's very young for a Christian practice.

It's younger than Mormons and Christian Scientist, and it's mostly limited to my area: the Appalachians.

It's basically just a regular Pentecostal service (which often involves laying of hands for healing, and my favorite Christian tradition, glossolalia!) except they add The Snake.

Like, you're at church, and there's the pews, and people are going up and Feeling The Spirit, and some of them are Picking Up The Snake.

That's alright, it's a harmless snake, right?

NOPE! They use venomous snakes. Usually American ones (your rattlesnakes and copperheads) but sometimes they import cobras and the like.

The venomous nature is the point. They believe that if they're blessed by God, they'll be able to handle the dangerous snakes without being hurt.

And given that this is a relatively rarely practiced thing, and it's connected to faith healing, you might think it's just a con. There's some traveling "holy man" with a well-trained snake that he can "miraculously" handle without being attacked, right?

Oh god no. It's a bunch of different guys and they get bitten all the time. Wikipedia has a list of 15 of 'em who died because of it, and that's just the "notable" ones.

People are allowed to just come up and touch the venomous snake! No training or safety equipment needed, just Jesus. Reportedly people who get bitten are not considered to be lacking in faith, just "it was their time to go". Like, they don't even call the hospital about anti-venom. You just die.

(Did I mention sometimes they drink poison too? Mainly strychnine, possibly because it's survivable in small doses. Same reason: their faith will protect them)

Anyway I really do love it. It's such an unusual thing to jam into Christianity, that I can't help but be mesmerized by it.

But it makes up the majority of 20th and 21st century American deaths from snakes. Most people avoid snakes so even the most deadly venomous snakes in America usually only ever kill by surprise, like someone reaches into a gopher hole and gets bit, or they accidentally bother one trying to piss in a bush. And even then, we've got anti-venoms! Lots of people bitten make it to the hospital and get treated.

So naturally the main group that ends up dying from snakes is the ones who are constantly handling deadly snakes and then refuse medical care.