I feel like my understanding of catholics as a sort of atheist in Spain, is very different than that of most of usa-people here on tumblr.
There are the weirdos ultra-catholics who do go to church on Sundays, are the minority, and are the sort of people to vote PP or Vox. May be passionatelly many -ism or the casual sort that hasn't thought beyond themselves on their lives. Honestly, there's a weird disconnect between right wing thoughts and actual religion here; most of the right wing thinking is a result of Franco being a catholic dictator but nowadays almost nobody goes to church, so being a bigot doesn't mean you go to church or believe in God, although your ideas are very much originating there.
There are the run of the mill, calls themselves catholics bc they got baptized and did the communion, may or may not married by the church bc aesthetics (and this is honestly the reason most of the time kid you not. To be fair, the church are gorgeous so I get it XD), cries on Holy Week seeing their virgin, Jesus or othe Ron the procession, doesn't give much more of a thought to doctrine except when they get stupid about it. Honestly kinda hilarious, and the big percent of religious people in Spain, for a certain definition of religious.
May or my not be baptized and may or may not done the communion, but they're anti-church and/or atheist which means they only get out to see the procession on Holy Week because it's folklore and traditional, and look it's all very emotive and spiritual anyways. To be fair, those are very pretty and the music or the silence (depending on the hermandad) is amazing and specifically made to get to you. Go to YouTube if you don't belive me. Will sing villancicos to baby Jesus without much thought in 24th December. Will also go through the motions of all the catholic celebration bc. Why not? Will maybe think about the whole contradiction of a pais laico and the mayor holidays being catholic festivities, but not eat their heads overmuch.
Has been born into a atheist family, which given Franco died on the 70's, has probably also a story of a little political leftist activism. Or their parents where on the third tier and didn't bother with getting their kids baptized or into the religion class at school, so they're going through the motions of Christmas and Holy Week through a weird lens of "this is a funny tale we commemorate just because". This kind most likely sees Holy Week as super annoying for urban mobility reasons, looks at costaleros as if they're insane for the damage they do to their backs voluntarily, at the penitentes as if they're crazy for letting church police them with guilt and generally admit the whole thing may be beautiful aesthetically and a valid expression folklore, but it could be done more sensibly and without causing national collapse, and you could extend the same treatment to other big religious minorities, but they usually don't have many alternatives for a spring break, so Holy Week for the whole country it is. May celebrate Christmas bc its family time but not connect it to religion or know much of the mythology. Ah the glories of being somewhat culturally catholic but not religious in Spain. <-btwen the previous and this is me, yay!!!
The third and forth tier, and maybe half on the second recognize religion at school as it is now is stupid, but as most things in this country, the issue is plagged by lethargy and kids are still given catholic religion since age 3, even though it's optional so like. Ugh.
Those same tiers are the ones most likely to have on a church or cathedral for art or history turism reasons.
As this post is about the catholics in Spain I finish it here. There are lots of other people too, but I don't now much about them so. Not getting there.
This is my subjective opinion as someone who lives in Andalusia and got such a whiplash on the bautism on my young cousin on my father side, that I went 0.0 what. (I really didn't recognize or identified anything of the ritual, so it was very novel for me. Very anthropologist approximates a new culture approach to the thing).
If you think I overemphasized Holy Week, I want you to come here to see a city here on la madrugá del cautivo and tell me that again to my face. Wild.
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Eddie leans down, dipping Steve just so. Steve goes limp in his arms, as a new-found steel strength holds him effortlessly.
His other hand moves to Steve's neck and his boyfriend lolls his head to the side, eyes fluttering shut. Steve parts his plush, kiss-stained lips and lets out a faint sigh.
Eddie squeezes ever so gently and runs his index finger over the two moles on the left side of Steve's neck. He presses his fingertip to each of them, digging in just enough that when he moves away, a pale ring forms around each one.
He leans down further, baring his teeth as he draws closer.
Steve's heart skips with excitement. His breath quickens.
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb," Eddie whispers against the warmth radiating from Steve's skin.
Steve's eyes snap open and his lip curls up in disgust.
"Huh?"
"I'm sorry," Eddie recoils, leaning back just as Steve pushes himself up to a standing position.
He tsks, detaching from him completely. Steve folds his arms with a huff.
"You promised you wouldn't keep saying stupid vampire shit."
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mutual 1: i want him carnally (three-pixel screenshot of a musical bootleg from 1981)
mutual 2: life is so full of wonderful beautiful things like coffee and flowers and sunshine and
mutual 3: do you think they'd give me a scholarship if i just cried really hard at my college auditions
mutual 4: i want him carnally (picture of stephen sondheim)
mutual 5: this obscure production of oklahoma! from 1994 in new hampshire is literally the most genius thing ever put to stage. full essay under cut
mutual 6: this is where i post from (cute cottagecore room)
mutual 7: this is where i post from (haunted lighthouse)
mutual 8: i think having my nervous system power-washed like the side of a house would fix me
mutual 9: god he's so perfect!!! (picture of a newsies side character with two minutes of screentime)
mutual 10: the 1994 new hampshire production of oklahoma! was an INSULT to musical theatre
mutual 11: hhmgggnn soup
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arya underfoot is my fave sobriquet in asoiaf. i love love love it. arya is "dubbed" underfoot by her father's men. its a sign of affection between the men who served the starks and arya who took in interest in them. she had a close relationship with all of the people in winterfell and this name is an enduring part of that.
arya says fat tom came up with the name. its one of the last things hullen says with his dying breath. when his son harwin recognizes arya its what he calls her while holding back tears. even in adwd jon and theon both think of her as arya underfoot.
its a name arya likes which is why its frequently used in contrast with horseface - a name that made her feel like an outsider. arya underfoot, though, is a gesture of arya being embraced by her community. it really feels like the truest essence of her character.
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Emily: “I’m really sorry Vaggie didn’t feel comfortable coming back here. If there’s anything I can do to change that-”
Charlie: “Probably not! It was kinda a sign of her endless love for me that she visited haven again at all!”
Emily: “Oh! Oh that’s nice!!”
Charlie: “Which I NEVER would have asked her to do anyway, if I’d KNOWN the truth about her history up here!”
Emily: “Right. I’m so sorry about that too, by the-”
Charlie: “I mean, I’m not the kind of girl who askes her girlfriend to go spend an afternoon sitting across from the people who ripped off her wings! And her eye! And left her slumped against a dumpster looking half dead!”
Emily: “A… dumpster?”
Charlie: “Making the woman you love relive all that without even rEALIZING it would be pretty fucked up, wouldn’t it??”
Emily: “V- very.”
Charlie: “IT HYPOTHETICALLY COULD MAKE SOMEONE FEEL KINDA TERRIBLE AFTERWARDS, DON’T YOU THINK?”
Emily: “I’m sure it did!”
Charlie: “H Y P O T H E T I C A L L Y”
Emily: “Could! I could see that, yes, if it HAD happened, that would’ve been…”
Emily: “…”
Emily: “Are you- um, is she, errr.. doing better now?”
Charlie: “SO much better she’s doing SO great these days!!!!”
IN HELL
Vaggie: (lying face down on the hotel lobby floor) “I promise I won’t stop helping you morons when she dumps me. I won’t let her dream die just because I was dumb enough to think I could be part of it.”
Angel Dust: “That’s nice toots.”
Vaggie: “Thanks.”
Angel Dust: “Not sad or stupidly gay or anythin’.”
Vaggie: “Thanks.”
Cherri Bomb: “Sad? Angie, it’s perfect!” (takes picture) “I’ve been thinking this place could use a new rug…”
Niffty: (stepping on vaggie) “Squishy!”
Husk: “Get the fuck off her.” (at vaggie) “You, get the fuck UP.”
Vaggie: “Why.”
Alastor: “Hmmm, because this is PAINFULLY pathetic to watch, even for me?”
Vaggie: “Guess I’ll be here forever then.”
Angel Dust: “Vag-GAY c’mon, ya girlfirend’s not gonna dump ya. What’s the competition even!?”
Vaggie: “There’s an angel up in heaven who's helping Charlie work towards her life long dreams as we speak, and she's taller than me, got more wings than me, not as stabby as me, and also not a mass murderer or a liar or missing an eye.”
Cherri Bomb: "Hey!"
Vaggie: "No offence to the other one-eyed ladies here, but it's different when you've got a fucked up empty eye socket."
Niffty: (sighs dreamily) "I bet losing it hurt soooo baaaaad..."
Vaggie: "Never telling my girlfriend why I'd actually lost it or how it made me look like the deranged murder angel I was, even while she tried kissing it better for me, ended up hurting way worse."
Angel Dust: “That's a point….”
Angel Dust: “...alright, so Charlie’s PROBABLY not gonna dump ya-”
Niffty: “Oh that’s a weird sound!” (giggling) (bounces on vaggie) “I think she’s dying~”
Husk: “If you fucks kill her, I’m telling her demon princess girlfriend and pouring myself a drink to go with your fucking tormented howls.”
Vaggie: (muffled) “what if she’s my ex-girlfriend”
Husk: “…I’ll pour you a fucking drink and listen to your tormented howls.”
Niffty: “ME TOO I’LL LISTEN TOO!”
Alastor: “Dear one, perhaps if you were NOT standing on her skull and compressing her WRETCHED cries into the floor, we could be hearing them already.”
Niffty: “Whoops~ Heheheeh~”
Cherri Bomb: (recording it) “Damn, that groan’s been going on for ages… Bitch has some lung capacity on her.”
Angel Dust: “Point one for Vag-gay! Probs as good eating out as ya are at HOLDING out on ya girl!!!”
Vaggie: “uuuughhh…uaauuugghhaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaahhhhrrrgh..” (whimpers)
Niffty: “Okay.” (GIGGLES) “NOW she’s dying~” (bounces)
IN HEAVEN
Charlie: “Everything’s totally fine I have NO idea why you’d even ASK!”
Emily: “You’ve spent the entire time up here staring at pictures of Vaggie on your phone?”
Charlie: “I’m allowed to look at my girlfriend!”
Emily: “While crying and sniffling into your sleeve?”
Charlie: (sobbing) (desperately patting down her jacket) “SHE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS WHICH OF MY POCKETS HAS THE HANDKERCHIEF IN IT, OKAY??”
Emily: (smiling) “I think you two are going to be just fine.”
Charlie: (BLOWS NOSE LOUDLY INTO JACKET SLEEVE, which catches on FIRE)
Emily: “…..not your clothes, though. You might need a new set of those.”
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