#Status of Language

[mrgrim]

Hot heavy obsessive possessive romantic passionate lustful love. If not, what’s the point.

[attendtobeauty]

"If I were a hero, the maiden I would set out to rescue would be language." - P.L. Travers

[canisalbus]

So, are Machete and Vasco both from Naples? As Italian, I can now imagine them talking with some kind of accent :)

Machete is originally from Sicily! But he hasn't been there since he was little. Vasco's family is from Florence.

Vasco's Tuscan accent is deeply rooted and clearly noticeable, but Machete is a lot harder to pin down. He strives to sound as impersonal and formal as possible, which renders his form of speech kind of stiff and flavorless. He's always been reasonably good at absorbing languages though, so I'd like to say that he can communicate in several of the major Italian dialects/languages if necessary. In work matters he readily switches to ecclesiastical Latin.

Maybe his southern origins show up more clearly whenever he's off-duty and his mask of soulless professionalism is a little looser or something.

[lavendergalactic]

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self indulgent + sorta a bonus anniversary gift for @llocket credit 4 putting on resource rentrys / blogs / etc f2u, feel free to resize / recolour!

[deepwaterfiction]

deep water day job

in a world where the US is being an unqualified bitch at the world's largest gender equality conference, you can annoy current administration by taking part in the virtual events from the comfort of your home :)

this one's about how women helped shape the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, their legacy and how it guides us today!

[monicaeidolith]

it's been 8 years and she's still down bad for her neighbor (who wouldn't)

and so there she is: Step 3 Athena! 🌙✨

Step 1 & Step 2 here

(Infos about Athena in every steps except 4 below if you're interested)

(watch out it's long.)

Step 1 -

At 10, Athena is a very curious girl, somewhat nosey and a bit clumsy (main reason why she often has bandages). She likes puzzles, creepy stuff and drawing (but nothing that serious about that hobby yet). While she isn't very shy, she's still uneasy around people she doesn't know and moving to a new town isn't helping. She has trouble accepting changes, and this whole situation is a way too big change.

Athena is very close to her mom during step 1. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't really look like her that much and she's kind of bothered by that, especially because the person she obviously looks like, her "dad", isn't there. Not having a dad isn't really a huge problem for her, but Athena fears a little bit people's opinion on that subject: "Is it weird that I don't have a dad...?".

She's feeling sad and scared about moving out, as she has to get used to a completely different world (in her eyes). "At least I have my mom", she thinks. But if moving in Golden Grove was scary at first, meeting Qiu and Tamarack was a huge help for Athena to feel included.

She thinks Qiu, aka "Autumn", is funny but also a huge show-off, haha. She LOVES to tease Qiu. But Athena's also genuinely worried about Qiu sometimes, because that kid is a huge people-pleaser.

When it comes to Tamarack, man... Athena totally puts this girl on a pedestal. She thinks Tamarack is amazing and pretty. And should Tamarack say anything positive about Athena, you can be certain the latter will go crazy internally. At 10, Athena doesn't realize she actually has a huge crush on Tamarack yet, though.

Step 2 -

At 14, Athena became a sort of troublemaker, she barely cares about rules. She's not mean but she grew to be more blunt and direct than she was as a 10-year-old, this and her current appearance make her seem unapproachable. However she kept her soft side, a side that she ironically doesn't even keep that much hidden but that you still have to deserve. If at 10 she would often have bandages because of her clumsiness, at 14, it's mostly because she's reckless. Some things that remained are her love for puzzles, creepy stuff and drawing, in fact, she started to get interested in visual arts.

In fact, the tough side of her personality grew when her first group friends with Qiu and Tamarack slowly fell apart. She couldn't do anything to prevent that from happening, so she felt like she had to toughen up. But to be honest, she's becoming tired of being the sole link between them, she's barely trying to now. Maybe Qiu and Tamarack won't become friends again. She has to accept it... but maybe Athena still has troubles accepting changes, no matter how old she is, after all.

Despite all that, Athena still treats both of them nicely. She still teases Qiu whenever she can (watch out Athena, the teasing could backfire on you). Her worries about them are still present too, but for different reasons than in step 1. Even 4 years later, Athena still retrieve Qiu's lost papers because they would NOT do it themselves. No matter what, Autumn remains her dear friend and the feeling is mutual.

Tamarack, aka "Tam", is her best friend! ... and the girl she has a crush on, Athena realized it now. Athena doesn't know if Tam feels the same way or not, though. Athena still thinks Tamarack is the most amazing and most talented person out there, she wishes Tam could see it too. She's highly worried about Tamarack potentially leaving Golden Grove at any moment but she tries to hide it from Tamarack. "Tam probably has enough of people walking on eggshells with her", she thinks. Athena dislikes Tamarack's parents for not only never being there for their daughter but also for making her situation so uncertain, only for their own interests (in her eyes).

Another feeling started to grow: jealousy. Athena will feel jealous of anyone who seems a bit too close to Tamarack. Does she think she's no match for Tamarack? Yes. Does that stop her from being jealous? No. She knows she has no right to be, Tamarack is a wonderful girl, it's impossible not to like her, but she can't help it.

Athena grew to be even more bothered by her lack of resemblance with her mother. Some times before turning 14, she started to dye her hair cranberry, just like her mom's hair color (let's say Opal didn't really like to see that her daughter started dyeing her hair at her young age, reaction Athena didn't appreciate, all she wanted was to look like her mom, what's the problem?). Ironically, while Athena wishes so hard to look like her mom, her relationship with her became somewhat strained. As if resembling a completely unknown guy wasn't enough. Living his best life nowhere to be found, uh? Resentment is the word here. Never towards her mom, even if their relationship is not that good at this point, but towards this guy who gave her his physical traits she never wanted and started to despise.

At least she became used to live in Golden Grove.

Step 3 -

At 18, Athena is not the rough troublemaker that she was at 14 anymore. Now she's more like a silly prankster, seemingly always up to something more stupid than before, although she remains reckless and blunt (but less on purpose and more out of habit). Of course, her interest in visual arts remained intact. Her liking for creepy stuff turned into a huge love for horror and its aesthetic.

Her relationship with her mom is getting better than it was 4 years ago. Athena grew out of the resentment she had for her "dad" during step 2 and learned to accept she may not look that much like her mom, but that it doesn't cancel the fact she's Opal's daughter no matter how she looks. Plus "some bits of [Opal] did end up in [her]" after all, right?

Athena's relationship with Autumn is what you could describe as "siblings by hearts", Athena does consider them as the sibling she never had.

Athena and Tamarack are still officially "besties for life", but little do they know that they both ended up falling in love with each other, plain and simple.

Her jealousy and resentment did tone down, but when she thinks back to her 14-year-old self, she feels bad, so bad. For being jealous of Tamarack's friends, for being resentful of a random donor and basically making many things about herself. "Man, I was such a prick. And for what?".

If when she was 14, Athena felt like she was no match for Tamarack because she put Tam on a pedestal, at 18, she now thinks she's simply not good enough as a person for Tamarack. She kind of "accepted" that if Tamarack only wants to be friends, then it's fine, she cannot force Tam to love her back. It's silly to think someone like her could be extra-special in Tam's heart anyway (girl if you knew.), it's nice enough to be her best friend.

Between step 2 and 3, Athena managed to put a label on herself: she's lesbian.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Culture Shock

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[gingermintpepper]

There are many things people expect from one called 'God of Blood'. Always, the first thought is the blood of war, the blood of violence, the blood of the weak shed for the goals of the strong. Ares doesn't think of the blood of battle at all. When he thinks of blood, he envisions the many tied knots of blood bonds and bonds forged in the blood of battle. Blood sons and blood daughters, blood brothers and battle sisters, blood oaths and blood vengeance - he watches over them all and keeps close each one of these bonds.

One cannot begrudge his displeasure then when he realises he cannot tell Leto's offspring apart just by looking at them.

It was easier when it was just Artemis. Dark hair curled about her shoulders, a fierce mien whenever Father summons her to the mountain, a scattering of bones and blood shed whenever she was disturbed; the eldest child of Leto was a wild thing, sharp toothed with sharper claws always at the ready. There's whispers of her being a twin, of her other half being made to crawl on their belly as penance for their sin of god-slaying but Ares pays it little mind. What twins look alike among their number? Even dog litters are born distinct with all their unique markings inlaid in their fur. Artemis' twin too would be much more than their sister's mirror image.

Pouring over his list now, he wishes anything about Phoebus Apollo was that simple.

Mirror image did not begin to describe it. The twins were the same height, the same build, had the same colour and texture hair, ate the same raw food and drank the same amount of nectar. There was no difference in how they dressed, no difference in the company they kept, no variance in the weapons they used. There are some days Ares still cannot believe Phoebus will grow into a man and not some nymph with the way his ears have that slender point. He watches them now, sitting together beneath a shady palm and stringing their bows in an uncanny unison and curses because he still cannot tell them apart. What use is his skill in knowing blood when they both have the same damn blood running through their veins? What bond is there to sense when they are tied so tightly together, Ares can scarcely tell brother from sister?

He sighs. Unadorned and completely alone, the only way to know who is who is to speak to them. He'll have to find more ways to tell them apart from a distance. Surely they cannot stay this similar all the rest of their immortal lives.

[shallowseeker]

Dean "had him by the thigh," is, like the reference to Philistines in the same episode, an ancient/Biblical one.

Cas's reaction, like "It's funnier in Enochian," is his reacting comically to what would be Biblical euphemism for: "Dean had him by the dick."

Much like a Seraphim "covers their feet" in the presence of God is a euphemism for covering their penises, ancient language also cloaked penis is euphemism like "hand, thigh, limb, flesh, etc."

13x16 via spnscripts

I don't know, but it's just funny to think of Cas's mind jumping there first out of reflex and then his brain having to backpedal, like whoops.

[ryuusea]

Ａ 🥀👑🩸

[mrgrim]

Love me. Respect me. Be loyal to me. Go deep with me through the good and the bad. If that’s too much for you have some decency and leave me alone.

[thahxa]

most writing about "popularism" mostly notes (correctly!) that the dems have a bunch of cultural issues that they skew quite left on that are unpopular which hurts them in the election, but then generally go and then define those that they skew left on to be ~basically everything around their own plan for the democratic administration

did the dems not really have a response for the (very obvious!) case where the republicans bring up trans issues and start hammering them as extremists? yeah. probably. did immigration hurt them? yeah, probably

but if you're writing about how the dems need to "moderate" while being the author of a book called quite literally one billion americans, or argue about how they need to focus on raising the birth rate (how?) or talk about how we need to spend political capital on "winning the AI race with china" or preparing the population mentally for the possibility of kinetic war in the taiwan strait then like. come on man. i too want everyone elses dumb unpopular ideas to move aside so that we could hide and push mine

[carabinerdrawing]

And there I saw beauty, beauty which has always been my downfall, beauty as in Pandora, as in Avicus, as in Zenobia, as in Bianca, beauty in a new and celestial form. Heaven had cast down upon this stone floor an abandoned angel, of auburn curls and perfectly formed limbs,

[rox-of-iu]

my old blorbos are back in my brain

heart pirates my absolute beloved. shame theyre chillin somewhere in the ocean lol (do not mention the pre-time skip hats of penguin and shachi I'm still attached even tho its already been a million years since then)

anyway every time i remember that Law and Kid are assigned german and Scottish by Oda i gain one hundred years

[aliusfrater]

i was originally gonna make a joke about how 'even crowley's quote unquote intervention is less violent that sam's (x2). he gets company at least <3' but the differences and similarities within these two dynamics is actually super interesting to watch back to back

[winxanity-ii]

Hêhhhehehheheh, i have write a little fan-fanfic 😀( wut do u call a fanfic of a fanfic😔?) like what if Y/n cant not run away from death🥳?

English is not my first langue but hope u enjoy it👽

Years pass and the olive pit we once planted has grown into a mighty and unwavering tree. The wind that day blows through the sky, so fast and strong as if it is carrying emergency news. It does. As the iron smell of blood swept through the tomb beneath that very olive tree.

A war has begun.

A war in your name.

A war you could have ended with a smile.

Bathed in blood i limbly carried myself towards you, eyes hazed like morning mist, mind empty like the tomb itself. What would you do if you see me like this, I wonder. Would you scold me like when we were children with the sun kissing our skin? Would you gently pull me into your soft embrace and heal me, indulge me like we were in our spring? A chuckle escaped through my blood filled mouth, ironic really, it just me now passed that spring; like autumn I no longer bear the dazzling light, no longer bear the warmth, all that remains is the cracking of the orange leaves.

Was that the sounds of my soul or my tearing bones?

My mind drifts to the time when you used to heal me. The image of your locks falls gracefully, hugging your frame; your eyes so deep bore into mine; the way heat creeps up your cheeks when you roam your hands across my body; and oh your lips, your soft soft lips. To have a kiss of those would make Zesus jealous of me.

A sharp pang of pain brought me back from my daydreams. Now stood in front of me, you in all your beauty and glory, yet cold like marble stones under the waterfall. Me in nothing but ruin, blood of friends and enemies, as the King of Ithaca. I want to collapse in your arms, to rest my head in your laps, let your hand run through my hair. But how can I dirty you with blood? After all these years, I still can not gather my courage to confess my love to you, even with your statue. I am no king. Not even man.

I sat down in front of your statue, slowly falling limb. Would today i see you, in my dreams or in my death.

WAIT. HOLD ON. I just read that lil fanfic you sent me and I'm actually reeling??? Like??? That wasn't just a fanfic of Godly Things, that was a whole ghostwritten epilogue and I think I'm spiraling. 😭😭

(PLZ READ BELOW LINE TO SEE MY FULL DOWNSPIRAL OF THIS PIECE OF LITERATURE!)

Before I even start, Honestly? Imma call this an 'echo fic'. It does amazing expanding rather than rewriing—the kind of poetic homage that slips perfectly into canon-adjacent grief... just *chefs kiss* 🫴🏾

Now the writing??? Gorgeous. Even with the language barrier, you nailed the emotional pacing and lyrical vibe—like it was grief poured into poetry. And second of all... WHO was this supposed to be?? Because I genuinely couldn't tell—and I mean that in the best way.

It could've been Telemachus, dragging his blood-soaked body back to the reader's grave, ashamed and silent, still haunted by the one person he couldn't save.

It could've been Hermes, pretending he's fine as he delivers souls but still whispering to MC's statue.

Or even Apollo, refusing to accept that MC died despite his favor.

The way it was written—hazy, timeless, aching—it could be any of them, which makes it even more haunting. Like a universal grief spoken in many voices. 💔

Also the line about autumn??? The olive tree?? The "Would today I see you, in my dreams or in my death"??? No because that's something I'd print out and staple to the summary/blurb if I was a crueler person. 😭

Anyway. I loved it. Thank you for writing something that made my bones ache a little. You are now officially part of the Godly Things extended universe, no take backs. 💀💕