#confession 1294

[vanitasnocarteconfessions]

"Vanoé fans and Vanijeanne fans are both so disrespectful to what the manga says that I hope Mochijun ends up writing Vanitas in some “healthy” romance with some new bishounen man she introduces halfway through the story. This way neither the gays or the straights get what they want and mochijun defeats the queerbaiting allegations in a way that makes everyone burn with anger. I think this fandom fully deserves it with how they ignore the story unless it’s catering to their “otp” 🙄"

[shiftingparadise]

May I request a Feitan x Reader please? Cute stuff cute stuff everywhere. A fluff with Feitan trying to confess his feelings and failing a few times before actually getting it right.

Hi guys!! I'm back <3 I hope you enjoy this one. If you don't, or if you would like to give some feedback, feel free to do so.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1294

“What?”, you shyly asked. “You keep staring at me, it’s freaking me out, Fei”. “Tsk, wasn’t looking at you”, his cold eyes darted to the side. “Right”, you sighed before you got up. “Where’s boss anyway? We’ve been waiting in this building for ages. I’m getting tired”. “You can  sleep here”, Hisoka smirked as he pointed toward his lap. “Fuck off”, you picked up a stone and threw it toward the magician, earning a chuckle in response. “I’m going outside for a bit. I’m getting bored”. 

No one answered. Everyone seemed to be in their own little world. Hisoka playing with his cards, Shalnark updating his device, Feitan sharpening his knife… 

“Hm”, you contentedly smiled as the moonlight greeted your skin, a soft breeze carried the familiar scent of the city toward you. 

“What are you doing?”, Feitan’s voice came from behind you. “Nothing”, your smile slowly faded. “I’ve noticed”, Feitan now standing next to you. “Noticed?”, you frowned as your eyes scanned his expression. 

“Cold as ever”, you thought. You always failed to read him, leaving you clueless as to what he was thinking or feeling.

“Your eyes”, he said, turning to look at you, “They’re sad”. “H-huh?”, you widened your eyes, “T-that’s not true Fei-“. “It’s fine”, he kept his eyes locked on yours, “You don’t have to talk about it”.

Silence. 

“But I’d like you too”, he awkwardly added as he stared into the distance. “It’s nothing”, you forced a smile. 

For a second, you noticed a hint of disappointment in his eyes. It was the first time you saw any kind of emotion on his face. 

“Pretty, right? The moon, I mean”, you nervously chuckled. 

It was so obvious. Too obvious that you liked him. 

He shrugged his shoulders in response. “You’re prett-“, he stopped talking before finishing his sentence. “I-I’m what?”, a blush on your cheek. “An idiot”, he clenched his jaw before kicking a stone in front of him. “I’m going back, boss will be here soon”, and just like that, he disappeared. 

--- 

“Careful”, his hand wrapped around your arm, holding you back. “Oh, thanks, Fei”, you shyly smiled, “Didn’t notice we were going to cross a street”. “You never notice anything”. 

Why did he seem annoyed? 

“I’m sorry, Fei”, you lowered your eyes. “Don’t”, he softly placed his hand on the back of your head, gently massaging it for a second before pulling away. “Don’t apologize”. “Hm”, your cheeks red. Without saying anything else, his hand glided down to your waist, gently pushing you forward, “We can cross now”. 

Butterflies. The way his hand gently pinched your waist, the way his voice sounded so soft when he talked to you… 

“Where are the others?”, you asked as you crossed. 

No answer. 

“Fei?”, you frowned as he kept his hand on your waist. “No others”, he softly answered. “H-huh? You said we were going to meet the others-“, “We are. In the evening”. “T-then what are we doing here?”, you stopped walking. “Wanted to get a coffee with you”, he placed his hands back in his pockets. “Oh”, you looked at the ground, a blush on your cheeks. 

Was this a date? Did he…? No, Fei wasn’t like this. 

“You don’t want to?”, his brows pulled together. “N-no, I could use some coffee now”. “Good”, he started walking again, not looking back at you. 

You walked behind him for a while before finally arriving at a cute, little café. 

“So cozy”, your eyes unwillingly lit up. “Hm, thought you’d like this place. What’d you want?”. “A latte, please”, you sat down as he went to the counter. 

“Here”, he carefully placed your coffee in front of you. “Thanks, Fei”. “Hm”, a small smile on his face. “W-what? A-are you smiling?”, your eyes went round in surprise. 

This was the first time you'd seen him do that. 

“Tsk, you don’t think I smile?”. “I-I’ve never seen you smile before”, you awkwardly cleared your throat. 

Silence. Again. 

“S-so, why were you smiling?”, you took a sip of your coffee. “Fei”, his voice sounded raspy, “I like it when you call me that”. 

Bright red. Your cheeks went bright red.

“So messy”, he leaned over the table before his thumb stroked over your soft lips. “H-huh?”, your eyes wide open. “There was some foam on your lips”, he  sat back down again. 

How could his touch feel so soft? So caring? You know what he did, what he enjoyed doing. It’s not like you were much better. You were also a Spider but… Feitan could be truly cruel, terrifying even. 

“I want to tell you something”, he stared out the window, looking at the cars passing. For some reason, he hadn’t touched his coffee yet. “Oh?”, you took another sip from yours. “I really like y-“, he paused again. “I really like coffee”, he lowered his eyes as he corrected himself. “Really?”, you smiled, “Me too. We should do this more often then”. You were clueless as to what he wanted to say. “Fine”, he coldly answered before finally taking a sip. 

--- 

“Dead, huh?”, you pulled your knees closer to your chest. The bright city lights greeted you like an old friend. You usually loved this. Sitting on a balcony of a hotel room, a soft breeze grazing over your cheeks… But not tonight. The loss of your friend far outweighed any pleasant feeling. 

“Dead”, Feitan said, sitting down beside you. “Where are the others?”, a cold look in your eyes. “Dealing with it in their own way”, he studied your face. “Why did you come here?”, you softly asked. “Wanted to make sure you were okay”. “There’s no time to grieve, Fei. Whether I’m fine or not, it doesn’t matter”. “It matters to me”, he looked at the sky. 

Why? Feitan wasn’t the kind of man to care about others, at least not like this. He cared about the Spiders, but he would never care about their feelings. 

“H-huh?”, you froze as Feitan placed a strand of hair behind your ear. You slowly looked to the side, only to find warm eyes staring back at you. He didn’t smile, but his eyes… They were never like this. “Pretty”, he murmured. “W-what-“, “I care for you, Y/N”, he interrupted you as his hand rested on your cheek. “Want to see you happy”, his thumb now softly grazed over your bottom lip. 

“I am-“, “You’re not”, he frowned, “Don’t think I don’t notice”. 

You didn’t want to cry. You didn’t want to seem weak, but … You never had this. Someone who cared for you, who wanted to see you happy. 

“Don’t”, he tried to sound as kind as possible. “Don’t cry”, he gently brushed a tear from your cheek. “I’m sorry”, you softly sobbed. “Don’t be”, two hands now wrapped around your face, forcing you to look at him. “I’m not sorry either”. “Sorry? For what-“, his lips met yours before you could finish your sentence. 

Feitan wasn’t sure if you wanted this or if you felt the same. He never did something like this before, but it felt right. He could feel a warm sensation in his chest, butterflies in his stomach…

“F-fei?”. “Talk to me”, his eyes still closed, a hand resting on the back of your head. “W-what do you want?”. “You”, he immediately answered, “I want you”. 

[tindogpodcast]

TDP 1294: Worlds of #DoctorWho #Bigfinish Review Susan's War 2 family Ties

https://bbvproductions.co.uk/products/Faction-Paradox-The-Confession-of-Brother-Signet-AUDIO-DOWNLOAD-p389922366

This title was released in August 2024. It will be exclusively available to buy from the Big Finish website until 31 October 2024, and on general sale after this date.

No Gallifreyan was safe from the Time War. While the Doctor resisted the call, his granddaughter Susan did her duty and signed up to fight the growing Dalek threat.

2.1 The Lost Son by Sarah Cassidy Still reeling from meeting her Grandfather back on Earth, Susan is assigned to assist a mother in search of her son. Priestess Vesselina is the new ruler of her world, and someone Gallifrey is keen to recruit as an ally.

But strange forces are at work on Materos, and Susan's empathy becomes a weapon to be used against her...

2.2 The Golden Child by Peter Anghelides A key ally to Gallifrey has winked out of existence. When Susan investigates the disappearance of this gifted politician and strategist, she finds someone else is also interested in the changed timeline.

The interloper is her grandfather. But this version of the Doctor is from the future of the Time War, and he's not the man Susan remembers...

  A new Tin Dog Podcast

[ao3feed-tedlasso]

The smile's returning to their faces

https://ift.tt/WYthGXC by tinylilemrys There's only one bed. Which, of course, isn't a problem at all. He's been in far more precarious situations with Beard. They can share a bed no problem. In fact, if anything, the excuse to stay up later than he should talking shit with Beard like back in college is a boon. Words: 1294, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Ted Lasso (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Ted Lasso, Coach Beard (Ted Lasso), Rebecca Welton Relationships: Coach Beard/Ted Lasso Additional Tags: Fluff, Getting Together, Cozy Love Confessions, There Was Only One Bed source https://archiveofourown.org/works/51554197 November 13, 2023 at 06:35AM

[cruger2984]

THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT CLARE OF MONTEFALCO (Saint Clare of the Cross) The Patron of Heart Diseases and Cardiovascular Problems Feast Day: August 17

In order to put simply, Clare was recognized as an Augustinian rather than a Franciscan.

Clare was born in Montefalco, in Umbria, likely in the year 1268. She was born into a well-to-do family, the daughter of Damiano and Iacopa Vengente. Her father, Damiano, had built a hermitage within the town of Montefalco. Clare's older sister Joan (Giovanna in Italian) and her friend Andreola lived as Franciscan tertiaries in that hermitage as part of the Secular Third Order of St. Francis. In 1274, when Clare was six years of age, the Bishop of Spoleto permitted Joan to receive more sisters, and it was at this time that Clare joined the Third Order of St. Francis (Secular), moving into the hermitage and adopting the Franciscan habit.

In 1278, the community had grown sufficiently large that they had to build a larger hermitage farther from town.

In 1290, Clare, her sister Joan, and their companions sought to enter the monastic life in a more strict sense, and they made application to the Bishop of Spoleto. As the Third Order of St. Francis (Regular) was not yet established, the bishop established their monastery adjacent to the church of Sant'Illuminata in Montefalco according to the Rule of St. Augustine. Clare made her vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience and became an Augustinian nun. Her sister Joan was elected as the first abbess, and their small hermitage (built and funded by their father) was dedicated as a monastery. On November 22, 1291, Joan died, after which Clare was elected abbess. She was initially reluctant to accept her position, but did so after the intervention of the Bishop of Spoleto.

1294 was a decisive year in Clare's spiritual life. During the celebration of the Epiphany, after making a general confession in front of all her fellow nuns, she fell into ecstasy and remained in that state for several weeks. Since she was unable even to eat during this period, the other nuns sustained Clare's life by feeding her sugar water. During this time, Clare reported having a vision in which she saw herself being judged in front of God.

Clare also reported having a vision of Jesus dressed as a poor traveler. She described his countenance as being overwhelmed by the weight of the cross and his body as showing signs of fatigue.

During the vision, Clare knelt in front of him, and whilst trying to stop him she asked, 'My Lord, where art Thou going?'

Jesus answered her: 'I have looked all over the world for a strong place where to plant this Cross firmly, and I have not found any.'

After she reached for the cross, making known her desire to help him carry it, He said to her: 'Clare, I have found a place for My cross here. I have finally found someone to whom I can trust Mine cross,' and he implanted it in her heart.

Clare took her belief in this vision seriously. The rest of her years were spent in pain and suffering, yet she continued to joyfully serve as abbess, teacher, mother and spiritual directress of her nuns. While Clare's reputation for holiness and wisdom attracted visitors to the Monastery of the Holy Cross, she proved to be worldly-wise and canny in the way she governed her monastery. She was careful not to disrupt the communal harmony and the necessary day-to-day management of the monastery's domestic affairs.

In 1303, Clare was able to build a church in Montefalco which would not only serve as a chapel for the nuns, but also as a church for the town. The first stone was blessed by the Bishop of Spoleto on June 24, and that day the church was dedicated to the Holy Cross (Santa Croce); the remnant portion of that small church comprises the frescoed Chapel of Santa Croce connected to the larger Santa Chiara in Montefalco.

Clare had served as abbess for sixteen years. By August 1308, she had become so ill that she was bedridden. On August 15, she asked to receive Extreme Unction, and on the next day she sent for her brother to come to the monastery. Clare made her last confession on August 17, and died at about 40 years of age in the convent on August 18.

Immediately following Clare's death her heart was removed from her body, and upon inspection it was reported that symbols of Christ's passion, a crucifix and a scourge, were found within her heart.

Other historians report that an 'autopsy' was conducted and a small crucifix was found in her heart and three gallstones were found in her gallbladder, which were taken as a symbol of the Holy Trinity.

The crucifix reportedly found within Clare's heart is about the size of a thumb. Christ's head leans slightly towards the right arm of the crucifix, and his body is white, except for the 'tiny aperture in the right side which is a livid reddish color.' The scourge and crown of thorns are apparently formed by whitish nerve fibers, and the three nails are formed of a dark fibrous tissue.

The body of Clare is now reduced to bones. A statue of her body is on display to pilgrims in the crypt of the Basilica of St. Clare in Montefalco in a glass sarcophagus; the bones are on display in the rear of the sarcophagus but can only be seen by nuns who have access to the rear of the crypt. Her heart is displayed for veneration at the same church.

The canonization process was initiated in 1328, but it was not until April 13, 1737, that Clare was beatified by Pope Clement XII. On December 8, 1881, the feast of the Immaculate Conception, Pope Leo XIII canonized Clare as Saint Clare of Montefalco at Saint Peter's Basilica in Rome.

[western-magical-girl-confessions]

“I wish Enchantix was more Barbie Mariposa-ish...”

[miraculousladybug-confessions]

“I prefer Bridgette's version of the Ladybug suit. It was more stylized because the spots were only in one area instead of looking like someone just grabbed a polka-dotted fabric.” 

[barbie-movie-confessions]

#1294: “I love Brooklyn but I wish she felt more like BARBIE instead of someone who incidentally shares Malibu’s name”

[ao3feed-supercorp]

Forever

by Athenasgrace14

"Lena still has her eyes closed. Afraid that if she opened them it would all disappear. Kara. The feelings. She holds on as long as she can. "

  Domestic life looks good on Lena and she's happier than ever. Only problem is that she's afraid. Afraid of bursting this bubble her and Kara have created. Saying the little words never felt so heavy. But being in love with literal sunshine has its perks.

Words: 1294, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Love Confessions, Freeform

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[lillywillow]

Checkmate

Summary: You teach Sam the importance of the queen piece in chess

 Word Count: 1294

 Square Filled: Queens

 Pairings: Sam Wilson x Female Reader

 Warnings: Cannon level violence, mentions of injuries/ blood/ surgery

Written for @star-spangled-bingo

 Chess had always been one of your favourite games. All the pieces had their own parts to play, coming together to work as a team and you strategized how to defeat your opponent. You often applied this law on the battlefield, your brain constantly in gear thinking of your next three moves. The only difference between your chess game and your fighting was that you would never deliberately sacrifice someone to gain a better position.

...

 Having a little free time to yourself, you decided to play chess online. Sure it would have been nice to play against someone with the beautiful set you received as a gift one year for your birthday but most of the others were either too busy or just didn’t want to play. You were so lost in your strategy; you failed to hear Sam sneak up on you.

 “What are you doing?”

 Startled by the sudden noise, you almost threw your device. Once you had recovered from your initial fright, you turned and glared at Sam.

 “You shouldn’t sneak up on people,” you huffed.

 “All I did was ask you what you were doing...”

 “Playing online chess,” you replied, turning back to your screen. Sam peered over your shoulder.

 “What’s that little guy?” he asked, pointing to the queen icon.

 “That’s the queen...”

 “Why are there three of them? I thought there was only one...”

 “It’s called Promotion. When you get a pawn to the other side of the board, you can change it to a knight, bishop, rook or queen.”

 “Huh...” Sam watched as you played, achieving checkmate in just three more moves.

 “Do you want to play? I could get my set...”

 “Sure. I know the basics,” he smiled.

...

 Sam proved himself to be a pretty decent chess player. His strategies for the most part were well thought out but you had a little more experience.

 “Checkmate,” you stated, moving your piece into position.

 “What?!” Sam looked at the board and saw that he had fallen into the trap you had set up. “Damn...”

 “Good game,” you smiled. Sam smiled back and you felt your face heat up under his intense gaze. You had a crush on Sam for a while but you were too afraid to let him know how you felt. Chess was easy, relationships were hard.

 “You know... the queen has always been my favourite piece,” you confessed, picking it up and idly examining it.

 “Oh, yeah? Why’s that?”

 “While the king is the most important piece, the queen has the most power... she can move anywhere, take out pieces left and right, protect the others and when necessary, sacrifice herself to protect her king...” you softly explained, placing the piece into his hand.

 Sam looked at the intricately carved piece, mulling over your words.

 “Hey, let’s go you two! We got a mission!” Steve barked, dashing into the room and rushing out again. Sam pocketed the queen and ran to get ready.

...

 The mission was a tough one. Hydra had launched an all out attack on a nearby facility. Sam was pinned under heavy fire and his arm had been grazed by a bullet. Steve and Bucky were also trapped. Sam only dared to risk a look when some of the firing was pulled away from him, in awe of what he saw. You, Natasha and Maria Hill were holding them off, working as a team. One of the soldiers tried to hit you from behind but Maria took him out. You tackled one of the soldiers from around the waist, twisting and body-slamming him to the ground. Nat ducked a punch and immediately uppercut her opponent in the jaw. Sam couldn’t help but compare what you had told him about the queen piece.

 ...she can move anywhere, take out pieces left and right, protect the others and when necessary...

 The three of you were queens on the battlefield, powerful, everywhere at once and taking calculated risks.

 “Sam, look out!”

 Sam had been so lost in his admiration of you; he neglected to look for danger. He didn’t have any time to move as you jumped in front of him, taking the hit.

 “Y/N!” he screamed.

 He shook out of his stupor and jumped into action. Now it was his time to protect you.

 “Nat! Y/N’s been shot! Cover us!”

 Natasha moved from her spot covering Bucky now that he could move and fire back. Sam used his wings as a cover to shield you from the hailstorm of bullets and shooting when needed. He was trying not to panic as your breathing became shallow and laboured.

 “Stay with me!” he begged, getting you back to the quinjet. “I can’t lose you!”

 You managed to give a weak smile.

 “I’ll be fine...”

 Tears were beginning to cloud Sam’s vision.

 “Nat, take the jet and get Y/N to safety. We’ve got it from here,” Steve’s voice came from over the comms.

 It was true. With the three of you ladies, you had taken out almost the entire squadron that had been sent.

 “Got it, Cap,” Nat confirmed, getting both you and Sam on board.

...

 It had been a very close call. Nat got you to the medical bay just in time before you lost anymore blood and they immediately took you into surgery. Sam wanted to go with you but they made him stay back, tending to his injuries. It was only then did he realise that something in his pocket was poking him. Same took out the object to see the queen you had given to him moments before the mission. He held it tightly in his hand, silently praying you would make it through.

...

 The moment you were let out of surgery, Sam was by your side. He barely ate or slept, wanting to make sure you would be okay. Sam held your cold hand, waiting and hoping for any sign you would be waking up soon.

 When you first opened your eyes, Sam was the first person you saw.

 “Hey,” you croaked wearily. Sam gently squeezed your hand.

 “Hey... how are you feeling?”

 “Like I got shot...”

 Sam couldn’t help but smile a little, a silence falling over the pair of you until he finally had to voice the question that was spinning around in his mind.

 “Y/N, I have to ask... why did you do that for me?”

 “I told you that already...” Sam looked at you puzzled. “A queen will sacrifice herself to protect her king when need be...”

 “But... I’m not a king... I’m not all that important...”

 You reached up to place a hand on his cheek.

 “You are to me...”

 Sam found himself tearing up at your words.

 “Sam, I...”

 “Let me speak first... Y/N, I love you. I’m so in love with you. When you jumped in front o me... I was so scared I was going to lose you. I held onto this thing so tight, it’s imprinted in my hand...” Sam gently gave you back your chess piece. “I don’t want to lose my queen...”

 Now it was your turn to tear up.

 “I love you too, my king.”

 Sam smiled a little more and kissed you gently, taking great care not to cause you anymore harm. You smiled into the kiss and melted into it.

...

 After that day, you and Sam got together. You still played chess but on the battlefield, you were more careful about having each other’s backs. The king finally had his queen and both of you couldn’t be happier.

[arofili]

what do you think of childhood best friends russingon? doesn't necessarily have to be your hc but i was curious on how you'd view and interpret this

im the person from before, i wanted to clarify i was talking of russingon childhood best friends to lovers! im not sure how i hc their relationship as being platonic and friendship-ish before actually getting together so i'd like to know what you think of it!

Yes anon, I absolutely have headcanons about this!!! Have it in timeline form, since that's how I've written these down, lol. All events are headcanon unless italicized, in which case they are canon.

(Note: Fuck Tree Years, all my homies hate Tree Years, I completely disregard their absurdity, 1 Tree Year = 1 Sun Year in all my timelines because otherwise none of this shit makes any sense. I know I'm not great at math but Tolkien was WORSE.)

~~~

Y.T. 1279: Fëanáro weds Nerdanel...first in the woods on a camping trip, then officially a month later.

1280: Birth of Nelyafinwë Maitimo to Fëanáro and Nerdanel...less than a year after their ~official~ marriage.

1292: Ñolofinwë marries Anairë, without a hint of scandal. Theirs was an arranged romance that grew from mutual like into a genuine fondness and eventually a deep love.

1293: At a family event, Ñolofinwë mentions that he and Anairë are considering having a child. Fëanáro immediately decides he and Nerdanel are having a second child. Ñolofinwë muses that he is considering following the pattern established by their father and Fëanáro himself and giving his child a -finwë name; he also might incorporate “káno” from his own amilessë if the child is a boy, perhaps something like “Kánafinwë”? Fëanáro takes careful notes.

1294: Birth of Kánafinwë Makalaurë to Fëanáro and Nerdanel. Anairë, pregnant with her first child, is furious he stole their name; Ñolofinwë appeases her, though he is also upset, and reverses the word parts to form the name Findekáno.

1295: Birth of Findekáno Astaldo to Ñolofinwë and Anairë.

1299: Arafinwë marries Eärwen. At the wedding, Ñolofinwë mentions that he and Anairë are considering a second child. Fëanáro rushes to outdo him by producing a third. (There is some scandal regarding A/E, but that's not particularly relevant here.)

1300: Birth of Findaráto Ingoldo to Arafinwë and Eärwen; birth of Turcafinwë Tyelkormo to Fëanáro and Nerdanel; birth of Turukáno Núrondil to Ñolofinwë and Anairë. A great celebration is held to honor the birth of three new grandchildren to King Finwë, one to each of his sons. While the adults are busy with the babies, Maitimo (20) volunteers to look after little Findekáno (5). The two quickly take a liking to each other, and Findekáno’s lifelong adoration of his elder half-cousin begins.

1315: Birth of Angaráto Poldoro to Arafinwë (85) and Eärwen (115). At the celebration of his birth, Maitimo (35) and Findekáno (20) meet again and become proper friends. Maitimo offers to tutor Findekáno, which their fathers somewhat warily agree to.

1324: Maitimo (44) and Findekáno (29) invite Tyelkormo (24) to accompany them on a hunting trip. Tyelkormo falls in love with the wilderness and the sport; Findekáno falls in love with Maitimo—or, at least, realizes it now that he has someone else interrupting his time with his best friend.

1330: Maitimo turns 50. Findekáno (35) gives him a kiss as a begetting day present.

1342: Very much aware of his feelings, Findekáno (47) gives a willfully-oblivious Maitimo the epessë “Russandol.”

1345: Findekáno turns 50. Remembering his own 50th begetting day, Maitimo (65) returns the gift of a kiss, and realizes that he is in love.

1346: Findis weds Elemmírë. At the wedding, Findekáno (51) confesses his feelings to Maitimo, who is terrified by the implications and possibilities. Maitimo distances himself from Findekáno, but living in denial only strengthens his feelings...

1350: At the party celebrating Findaráto, Tyelkormo, and Turukáno's 50th birthdays, Findekáno (55) and Maitimo (75) reconcile. Platonically. Of course. A few months later Maitimo breaks down, confesses his feelings, and they finally get together.

1380: Maitimo turns 100. Findekáno (85) asks to marry him. Maitimo turns him down; they fight. They both independently turn to Findaráto, letting him in on their relationship, and he gently pushes them back together.

1395: Findekáno turns 100. Again, he asks Maitimo (115) to marry him. Maitimo admits that he wants to, but raises concerns about politics and their families. They fight, and Findekáno ends things. Heartbroken, Maitimo confesses what happened to Makalaurë (who already guessed what was going on with those two); Findekáno does the same with Írissë (who, likewise, already knew). Their siblings tell them to get over themselves; after only a few days, Findekáno and Maitimo get back together.

1485: Fëanáro threatens Ñolofinwë with a sword. He is judged by the Valar and exiled to Formenos for 12 years. Finwë elects to accompany his eldest son to Formenos; Ñolofinwë takes over as king-regent of the Noldor. Maitimo (203) and Findekáno (188) despair of there ever being a “good time” for them to come out with their relationship, even putting the Laws and Customs aside. In a moment of passion before Maitimo leaves with his father to Formenos, they elope. They decide to keep their marriage a secret from all except those who already knew.

~~~

...I have more, but then we're getting out of courtship and into canon territory, so I'll stop here :) Hope you like my thoughts, anon!

[theweirdoloveseggs]

Mars (p6)

Chapter Six

A/N: So from now on I am no longer putting what part it is since it’s confusing the hell out of me.

We marched on at the crack of dawn, my new mask covering my face. Tigress had given me a new piece of cloth since I seemed so tense about my face. I barely got any sleep last night trying to figure out what to do next. Tai Lung really gave up the Dragon Scroll, limitless power, all for me?

I mean don't get me wrong I am overjoyed that he changed his path and managed to chase away the darkness in him, I just wish I didn't have to die to do it.

Chi seemed to have a weird obsession with the snow leopard and stayed on his shoulder most of the time, or maybe he just somehow sensed that I was once close to him.

Po hadn't bothered me since the thorn incident, and the others were quiet as they concentrated on getting to Gongmen City, that was also another thing I had to think about.

What will I do in Gongmen City? They're there to destroy the weapon and overthrow this Shen guy too, but I told them I was just seeing family... What if we run into each other again?

I sighed for the (Ahem, twenty-seventh time in the book) third time today, I was lagging behind since my muscles were sore from the thorns last night. Tai Lung seemed to notice and lagged with me.

Meanwhile, the others pushed ahead. This fat panda was also the dragon warrior... The Dragon Warrior!

Chi just groomed himself on Tai Lung's shoulder. Abruptly, my knee suddenly locked up and I stumbled. The snow leopard quickly caught me and put me back to my feet.

"Are you alright?" He asked worriedly, I nodded "Yeah, my knee just suddenly gave out." I mumbled, straightening my posture. Feelings of awkwardness overwhelmed me and I could barely be beside him any longer without spilling the truth.

What if... He's happier without me?

Well, he did say I was someone dear to him... He's obviously been grieving, and I must be important to him if he gave up the scroll...

What if he's angry that I had been hiding all these years?

Would he ever forgive me?

I pulled away from Tai Lung at the thought, I just needed more information but why would Tai Lung share news with me? I'm just a stranger he met yesterday.

Suddenly an idea popped up in my head, Po... He did seem apologetic for the thorn incident from last night and I can guarantee that he would leak any information if I asked nicely.

"Are you sure you're alright? You seem zoned out." Tai Lung's voice snapped me back to reality. I nodded before speed-walking ahead so I could be side by side with Po. The panda noticed my arrival to his side and jumped slightly.

"Oh hey..." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously "Hey Po, " I forced my voice to stay calm even though I wanted to strangle him. "So I was just wondering if we could talk about someone," I whispered to him quietly, Po gave me a surprised look but nodded nonetheless.

"Yeah sure, who?" Po mumbled, I leaned in further. We were more ahead but I knew all too well that Tai Lung could hear very well.

"Tai Lung.." I whispered and Po immediately went wide-eyed and stared at me as if I was crazy. "HIM?" he gasped "Why?"

"I'm just curious about this Markerah person," I said smoothly, examining my claws

"Oh her... Yeah, they trained together, some would say-" Po looked behind him to see if the snow leopard was listening to our conversation "Would say they're even in love.." He whispered to me

Indeed, we were...

I frowned at the thought, did we make it THAT obvious? "How did she die?" I asked quietly "Oh, some say she killed herself after he was imprisoned while others say she simply slipped." Po stated

Okay, so there's some speculation about my death...

"How did he react about her death?" I whispered, "Oh, he didn't find out until he broke out of prison." Po said it so casually, meanwhile my eyes widened "Broke out?" I gasped

"Yeah, he came to the Valley of Peace to take the scroll by force and he got it but..." Po trailed off and began to fidget with his fingers again. "Well, it wasn't what he wanted and he felt sorry for Markerah." He then made sure to lean it before whispering "He visits her grave every night when he can."

I nodded, steadily concluding that it was more selfish of me to fake my death and never return. My death had affected Tai Lung as his imprisonment did to me. How did Shifu and Oogway respond? Were they sad?

"We're close to Gongmen City, only a few hours out," Tigress announced after talking to Mantis who was on her shoulder. She then turned to me "Mars, you might want to get away from us when we get there."

Oh right... They're destroying the weapon, the same thing I was going to do...

I contemplated confessing the truth but everyone started walking, Po walked ahead of me with the others. I slowly walked behind them, thinking about what to do since I guarantee we will run into each other later on in my mission.

"What's on your mind Mars?" Tai Lung's brought me out of my thought process, I looked up to see he had stopped and that's when I realized how far away I was from the others. They must've left me in the dust and Tai Lung noticed my lack of speed.

That's when I also saw Chi wasn't with the group or Tai Lung. That was my first question "Where's Chi?"

"He flew off into the distance an hour or two ago, I saw him just a few minutes ago." He stated, "But I have a feeling that wasn't what you were thinking." He crossed his arms, we continued walking but at a slow pace. I frowned as I thought about what to confess first, the fact I'm Markerah or that I lied about my true reason for being here.

"I... Have two things to tell you..." I mumbled nervously, my pace was even slower to the point I was just shuffling my feet across the dirt.

"One.. I'm not going to Gongmen to see family..." I mumbled underneath my breath, Tai Lung froze and turned around with wide eyes.

"I knew it!" He smiled arrogantly and proudly "I knew it!" He threw his hands in the air, I frowned.

Still his boastful and arrogant self.

I looked at him unimpressed and didn't bother to ask him how he figured. "So what are you really doing in Gongmen?" He asked suspiciously

"I was hired to destroy the weapon, same as you," I muttered, Tai Lung looked at me suspiciously. "Honest truth!" I glared right back at him just as he was at me.

"We should tell the others then." Tai Lung said, with a shrug of his shoulders. It showed the true strength and power in his chest and I nearly fell in love all over again. I turned my head away to hide my blush, which shouldn't be visible under my fur.

"And what was the second thing you needed to tell me?" Tai Lung pressed on, I froze as I tried to think about how to word how I was Markerah... "Uhm... I... Uh..." I stammered for the words

Before I could let out even another syllable, Chi let out a faraway screech that alerted me. We both perked up and immediately began to pick up our pace since the others were mere specks in the distance.

Our conversation forgotten...

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TDP 1294: #DoctorWho - The Lost Stories 8.1. Doctor Who: Deathworld

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  The Doctor was dead, to begin with. Killed alongside his beloved Jo Grant in an explosion in the UNIT labs. But Time Lords are notoriously hard to kill.

Because with UNIT under siege, the Brigadier is rescued by two familiar faces... the Doctor he first encountered, fighting the Yeti, and Jamie McCrimmon. With yet one more waiting in the wings.

They are all pawns in a deadly game of chess played by a being more powerful than any they’ve ever encountered before. And when you battle Death himself... can anyone even win?

Adapted from the original treatment by Bob Baker and Dave Martin for what later became the TV episode The Three Doctors.

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Clement V and the Knights Templar

I started this infatuation with the history of the Popes with a fascination for the Middle ages. But I was always most intrigued by the non-secular parts of that period. Especially monks and all that. Again, no idea where I got that from ;-). I figured out that it must have been the romantic idea of it all: quiet, solitude, focus, profound, spiritual, scholarly, etc. Celibacy, not so much an attractive feature. Never understood that one. Anyway, through the monks I discovered the Knights Templar and I was enthralled! So I read their stories and history and their unfortunate demise. Thought about that for a long time. When I visited the Notre Dame in Paris years ago, where the leaders of the Knights were sentenced and burned at the stake, I could still sense their misery. Be prepared for a long one.

The responsible one

Who was responsible for that misery? Well that was the King of France Philip IV or Philip the Fair (1268 - 1314) and Bertrand de Goth, also known as Clement V (1264 - 1314). I mentioned Clement earlier when I wrote about the Avignon period. Clement was Philips puppet, but I'm not sure that excuses him from his responsibility for his actions and the following atrocities against the Knights. But why eradicate them? The answer to that question is quite trivial: for their money!

Who were the Knights?

The Knights were very popular for a while, being champions of the crusades in the middle-east (the Holy Land). The order was founded in Jerusalem. So here was a religious order with a license to kill. Monks and murder; contradiction right? Not according to Bernard of Clairvaux (famous Benedictine monk), he was clear about this: monks could be knights and were entitled to receive absolution for their sins. They were soldiers of God. The Knights became rich because of the rights pope Honorius III gave them in 1129 to collect 10 percent of their possessions (i.e. land and harvest thereof). Their privileges, gifts and tax-reductions were also acknowledged by pope Innocent II in 1139. They became skilled bankers who provided loans to influential people like the pope himself, i.e. Alexander III was the first one who used them for financial support.

What went before

The misery actually started with Pope Boniface VIII (Benedetto Caetani) [1294–1303] who became involved in a power struggle with Philip IV. They were squabbling about taxes: secular leaders couldn't ask clergymen to pay taxes, according to the pope, well Philip was not amused by that. Philip was fed up and became very aggressive towards the pope who fled his wrath and ultimately died because of the aggression towards him. This marked the end of the leading position of the pope in the world. Philip showed who was boss; the secular leaders of the world, the kings!

The inquisition

During the 13th century the inquisition was brought to life. This was an institution where both church and state played a part; the church needed to convict suspects of heresy and the state imposed penalties for the crime. The inquisition was a very dangerous phenomena. The church was always right, if you were a suspect you didn't stand a chance. You were on your own and the only way to escape punishment was to acknowledge the crimes of which you were accused. Usually this was forced by torture. When the heretic recanted his earlier confession there was only one appropriate punishment: the stake.

Beginning of the End

So Philip had momentum to do as he pleased, including the persecution of a religious order like the Knights Templar. He was always in need of money as a consequence of high military expenditure and a inherited debt from his father. And he thought that if he could persecute the pope, he could also persecute a religious order where there was a lot of money to be gained. And so, on September 14th in the year 1307 Philip ordered the arrest of the French Knights, which took place on Friday the 13th (probably the source of the superstition for that date). About 2000 members were arrested, including the Knights Grand Master Jacques de Molay. The foundation for this arrest was based on the information that he got from reliable sources about the order which, according to these sources, was in fact a heretic organisation. It was said that the members renounced Christ, spit on his image, and kissed each other on several body parts. They also had intercourse with each other and worshiped an idol. Well! In this way, he was preparing his case against the Knights.

Clement

Where is Clement in all this? Well he was furious about the shenanigans of the King and he let him know that he was totally out of line. In 1308 Clement considered the allegations as being rumors and told Philip he didn't believe it. Clement and Jacques de Molay must have thought that the whole thing would fade out. But Philip was in a hurry for he needed money. He wanted to move fast and he didn't trust Clement to do his bidding. But he needed a clergyman on the case because heresy was church business. He got a minister (William d'Imbert) who was a member of the Dominican order to execute the arrest. Later he became the French inquisitor. Clement feared Philip but he assumed a leading role in the proceedings and tried do defy him as much as possible by dragging the process. Still he summoned all European leaders to arrest the Knights and to make all their possessions available to the church. His reluctance to assist in the convictions was diminished by the acknowledgment of the accusations by the Grand Master in front of a large audience. He himself was still not convinced of their guilt.

The tortures

Philip knew that they had very little evidence to substantiate the allegations and therefore the prisoners were threatened and tortured in advance of the Inquisition hearings. The order members were to be explained that a confession would lead to forgiveness, while denying would have the death penalty as a consequence. Most prisoners pleaded guilty. It is irrefutable that the majority was tortured, physically and mentally. Fatigue, threatening, fire held under feet or legs, hanging weights on testicles were commonly used so that 'justice was served in a clean and orderly way'. There were numerous reports that prisoners were killed by torture. Most Templar prisoners were priests, servants, warriors. Most knights were still fighting abroad. It made it somewhat easier to extract confessions, knights would possibly put up more of a resistance. The confessions of the Grand Master Jacques de Molay and other leaders broke all resistance and it looked like Philip got his way quite easily.

Resistance

In 1307 Jacques de Molay recanted his confession. Said he confessed out of fear for torture. So did a lot of the other members. In 1308 Clement suspended the activities of the French Inquisition. He took over all responsibilities. The church again gained power and it started to look grim for Philips case, but he pressed on in using propaganda to create support for his allegations. The next card he played was getting a group of Templars to confess by choice. This started a series of events which eventually made the Pope give permission to the French Inquisition to resume their work. in August 1308 the Pope presented his accusation against the Knights Templar order. It existed of 127 articles of heretic practices. It included the denying of Christ, new members were obliged to spit on the cross, the Templars worshiped a cat, the members were stimulated to perform homosexual acts, they hardly gave anything to the poor... and more of this. The Pope gave the whole thing a formal stature and hearings were to be started in Lyon.

The Council and the End of the Knights Templars

In 1310 approximately 550 imprisoned Templars were assisted by a great number of colleagues as defenders for their trials. They actually prepared a good case. But Philip put a stop to their efforts when he ordered 54 members to be burned at the stake for recanting their earlier confessions. This and other events scared the remaining defenders off and they fled the scene, further efforts were nipped in the bud. On Saturday the 16th of October 1311 Clement opened the council in the basilica of Vienne in Lyon. The attendants discussed what to do with the possessions of the order and Philip wanted to form a new order. When Philip in 1312 appeared with a large army, the Pope caved and on April 3rd he announced to the council that he had decided to dissolve the order of the Knights Templar, this was stated in the Vox in excelso . He would consider later what to do with the members and their possessions. Ultimately possessions were divided. And the leaders of the order were subjected to a papal court. On March the 18th 1314 in Paris Jacques de Molay and Godfried of Charnay declared that the order was completely innocent and to the horror of the audience they recanted publicly their confessions. Philip sentenced the two men to death immediately and they would to be burnt at the stake. Legend tells us that just before the fire got to him, Jacques de Molay cursed the King and the Pope. He predicted that they would have to stand trial in heaven within a year and would have to take responsibility for their actions. And indeed, both died that same year.

And that's a wrap! I know Tumblr is supposed to be a mini blog platform. This piece is not a mini blog, I guess. But I don't think I really care. When I want to tell a story like this one, I have to use all the words to tell it as I want or need to. And I used as little as I could ;-).

While writing this I listened to a nice mix of my current favorite songs on Deezer.

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Curiosity Killed The Kat (3)

~After getting ready for Slughorn’s usual get together you wait and wait to be asked but go with Lily and Alice who are more than happy to bring you, after seeing Sirius dance with another girl does something to your heart

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“What the hell!” I shouted looking at Sirius who just had a smile on his face. “I know magics real and all but what the hell was that?” I asked making Sirius smile more.

“Get in here and trust me,” Sirius said putting his hand out. “Come on, I wanna show you were it brings you,” He said, I shook my head and crawling in. “Watch this,” he said shutting the cabinet door.

“What is going on Sirius?” I asked looking at him. “I’m opening these up,” I said, Sirius didn’t stop me, when I opened the cabinet we were not in the room we were once in, we were placed in another part of Hogwarts, in a lower part by the sounds and looks of the water that hit the window.

“I knew that there was such thing as a vanishing cabinet, and I found it, it brings you wherever the other one lays, this is so cool right,” Sirius said getting out of the cabinet.

“Cool?” I asked hoping out with him. “This is amazing,” I giggling looking around. “We’re in a ballroom,”  I chuckled looking around. “A pretty old one, it’s freezing in here,” I said looking around, the water splashed against the windows making me jump.

“Yeah a ballroom, come on let’s go look around,” Sirius said grabbing my hand, I followed him not making it so far from the cabinet. “Echo!” He shouted making me laugh, his voice echoed across the whole room.

“Why would this room ever be hidden, it’s covered in dusk,” I said looking around, everything in the room was covered and rumbled together. “This is such a beautiful room,” I suggested taking out my wand and pointing to the lightswitch across the room, lights flashed the room.

“Oh Merlin,” Sirius said looking more around. “Your right, I wonder why this would hide this all away, we have to come back, this is to good to not come back,”

“Whos in here!” A voice said causing Sirius and I to jump. “Who are you, students out of bed!” Flitch yelled.

“Come on, hurry,” Sirius said dragging me back to the cabinet. “In in in, he’s coming,” Sirius said jumping in, the doors closed and we paused for a moment.

“Should we open it?” I asked looking at Sirius unsure of what to do. “What if he’s just waiting for us,” I nervously said.

“I’m opening it,” Sirius said pushing the doors open. We were back in the junk room. Sirius and I looked at each other and let out a breath. “Come on, we should get back before we cause anymore trouble for each other,” Sirius chuckled jumping out of the cabinet.

“Yeah your right,” I smiled grabbing Sirius’ hand and jumping out. “It was fun thought, nearly gave me a bloody heart attack twice,” I chuckled walking down the stairs towards the common room.

“Yeah,” Sirius said smiling at himself. “Accio,” Sirius whispered, the door opened and we walked in together. “Goodnight Kat,” Sirius said facing me. “I’ll see you tomorrow, for class,” He said.

“Goodnight Sirius, don’t have to much fun without me,” I chuckled leaning in and kissing Sirius cheek. I walked away up to my room with a smile feeling my heart beat a million miles per hour.

“How was your date,” Marlene bombarded me as I walked in. “We were listening, it was Alice's idea,” She said pointing her finger towards Alice who tossed her hands up in the air.

“It was good for your guys’ information, now I think i’m gonna go to bed, I had a long day,” I joked taking my sweater off and tossing it beside my bed. “Good night guys,” I whispered crawling into my bed and tossing my blanket over me.

“Great, we’ve got Lily gushing over James, now we got you gushing over Sirius,” Marlene chuckled shutting the light off in the room, everything went quiet, the silent sounds of everything breathing and shifting around

“So no one's gonna talk about Marlene's misterly guy last night?” I asked crossing my arms and looking over at Marlene whos cheeks went red. “Yeah woman you know what i’m talking about,”

All our eyes fell on Lily who got up from her bed and grabbed a gryffindor scarf and wrapping it around her neck, she walked over towards me and grabbed my reading glasses from my desk.

“I’m James Potter, I spend all my time doing my hair in the bathroom,” Lily mocked in a deep voice, making everyone laugh. 

I got up and tossed my robe on and let my hair down loose. “Ohhh i’m Sirius Black, i’m so hotttt,” I mocked in his voice jumping up on my bed, starting a chain reaction. The four of us dressed up like the people we were seeing, jumping from bed to bed, screaming and laughing.

“Ohhhh i’m James Potter,” Lily yelled out jumping on the ground with her head down, we were about to join her but noticed four figures standing at the door, the three of us looked at eachother then at Lily who was facing us and not the door. “I’m in love with Lily Evans, soooo much,” Lily continued yelling out.

“How did you know?” James said causing Lily to stand up faster than the speed of light and wipe around. “Having fun ladies, I think you’ve forgotten to silence your room,”

“Hey Kat,” Sirius popped up walking into the room and towards me. “Nice outfit,” He smirked looking at me up and down.

“I ugh wasn’t acting like you and all,” I nervously said tossing my robe off and fixing up my hair. “Maybe a little bit,” 

“This is cute,” James chuckled looking around the room. “Next time my Lily flower, silence the room before you want me to confess my love to you,” Lily's cheeks went a rose red and she fell onto her bed.

“I’ll see you in the morning for class, we have flying,” Sirius said winking at me and then walking away tossing his arm over James, dragging him out, followed by Remus and Peter who were talking among themselves before leaving.

“Oh my merlin!” Lily shouted tossing her hands over her face and bursting out laugh and grabbing her pillow. “That was so embarrassing!” She muffled into her pillow.

“I am actually going to bed now,” Marlene chuckled shaking her head and crawling into her bed. “We never talk about this again,” She mumbled into her pillow.

I chuckled crawling into my bed and smiled at the thought of Sirius and I in that ballroom, thinking of all the things that could go on in there, and the image of people dancing to music, dressed in fancy dresses and laughing and singing with their friends.

~

“I am not ready for this,” Marlene mumbled still laying in bed. “I hate flying, hate it with a pasion,”

“Come on Marlene, I think your live, plus I hate going to class without you, it’s like death dealing with everyone when I don’t have someone to gossip with,” I huffed crawling out of my bed and landing in Marlene's, crawling into the warm blanket.

“I knowwww,” She whispered laying her head up just a bit. “Fine, fine, fine but you tell me everything that you and Sirius did, I need all the details,” Marlene said wrapping her arms around me bringing me into a hug.

“After class, now get up, we’re gonna be late,” I squealed as Marlene started to hug me tighter. “Marlenee!” 

“Okay okay okay,” Marlene laughed letting me go. “You're gonna make me late for class, what are you doing?” She laughed crawling out of her bed and tossing her uniform on quickly.

“Yeah well we’re gonna be late anyways, because of your slacking ass,” I laughed jumping out of the bed and tossing my hair up into a messy bun. “Let’s go before we get into more trouble then we want,”