#what a day to be a catholic

[marimayscarlett]

Priest RZK? Priest RZK. That's some gourmet shit right there. Discuss.

Hi 👀

Ah yes. The age old brainrot of Priest RZK which is still going strong, caused by the infamous music video which also brought us, apart from a very fabulous Richard, a suave Monk-Olli and yet another Schneider with a puppy-moment, which still causes people to lose it every other day:

Now, to examine this fascination with Priest RZK properly, it's somewhat important to look at some general and at some more specific points regarding the attraction to priests and men of the church:

First and foremost, they're meant to be celibate (at least in the catholic church, which is my point of view here). They're actually unattainable and off limits as a romantic and/or sexual partner since they vowed loyalty and love to the church and are definitely not meant to stray from this path in any way. Which kind of, if we use theological terms here, makes them some kind of 'forbidden fruit' so to speak.

-> If a priest, who vowed to be celibate, desires someone, it can become a test of his vocation, which can have life-altering consequences, emotional turmoil, unrequired longing and love and maybe ultimately even a secret affair - a whole lot of potential drama, which can be quite a thrill for some people.

They are (or should be in the best case) there for people in need. Listening to concerns, giving out advice, keeping secrets to themselves and overall representing some form of (fatherly) confidant and advisor, most of the time in one-on-one conversations - roles which can become quite loaded with emotion and emotional intimacy, so to speak.

-> Priests can be (for some religious women, like here) an embodiment for care and security, like a safe dream vision to project inner longings on without running the risk of being disappointed (since acting on these feelings is out of question).

In the linked articled above, a survey among catholic women gathered the following typical traits for a priest in women's eyes: 'different to other men’, he ‘pays attention to me’, ‘listens to me’, is ‘sensitive’ and ‘intelligent’; thus oftentimes traits these women miss in their own lives/relationships. Attraction to priests can point in the direction of "a search for both alternative models of masculinity and alternative experiences of male authority" (especially for women who suffered under these social structures, but not only) - a man which moves outside of the common norms and male behaviour patterns.

Regarding Richard, I can imagine that the following thoughts might come into play when it comes to the insane attraction of the concept of him as a priest:

Richard in priest robes looks so good, so modest and serious, and so wrong. Since we kind of know he's not the most steady person regarding relationships and definitely does not live anywhere near the realms of celibacy, this contrast between his way of life and that of a priest can be quite alluring and in my mind creates the picture of a somehow corrupt and opportunistic priest, which absolutely does not help. (Not thinking about him piously celebrating mass and then making you drop to your knees in the confessional 5 minutes later, nope)

Richard is a great listener and very interesting and interested conversation partner, so he would make a great priest regarding giving out advice and listening to problems and sorrows. To confide in him in a private setting, only for the situation to turn out like this is a brainrot which accompanies me for quite some time now 👍🏼

The terminology of adressing him. Quoting 'Fleabag' here:

This (or to be the reason the poor priest has to turn to drastic measures to keep his desires in check, what a dream):

Conclusion: Every day, we stray further away from God on here and do so in lightning speed 👌🏼

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[chekhovs-tantrum]

Soup Day: a proposal for a TLT fandom holiday

Because Mean Girls wear pink on October 3rd. Star Wars celebrates May the 4th. Hitchhikers and Discworld fans don towels and lilacs (respectively) on May 25th.

Locked Tomb friends, we need a holiday.

I propose that 9/9 of every year is Soup Day. We celebrate, of course, by consuming soups. We share photos, recipes, and if you have a group of irl bone bitches, the soup itself.

If you can’t eat soup, put bread in a drawer. If you can’t eat bread, stare in anguish at a cup of lukewarm tea while contemplating the ways your God has disappointed you. Use your own moral judgment on whether you consume cow products on that day, as cows do exhibit mourning behavior.

Anyways that’s my plan for dinner on September 9th and you’re all invited! 🖤🖤🖤 I’m telling everyone nice and early so you can start hoarding bones. For stock, of course.

[queerprayers]

i want to say first of all that i fully respect a community's/denomination's/culture's right to have closed practices. i am not entitled to other people's traditions, and when i am a guest in a space i understand that everything is not automatically for me. and i know i do not have to understand to respect.

and also! when i go to a catholic church and can't receive communion i want to fall on the floor weeping. what do you mean i can't have him he's right there. sorry my baptism was the wrong kind of baptism. i'm hungry and you want me to become someone else before being fed.

[rabbitprayer]

No desire to convert to catholicism but the desire to kind of pretend that no schisms ever happened.

[deadpanwalking]

That writing advice makes me wanna kms 💀

I don't know what to tell you, man. None of that should feel like pulling teeth. If you truly dislike reading books, do yourself a favor and find another outlet for creativity that doesn't require it. Ask yourself if you want to be a writer or if you just want to be perceived as the kind of person who writes—if it's the latter, thrift a tweed coat with leather elbow patches and keep vaguely alluding to an unfinished novel.

[splashofneongreen]

Whenever I feel down I just listen to Powerwolf and think,”Catholic Werewolves” and I feel better

[seuonji]

[compacflt]

slimav?

would never happen bc slider canonically smells bad

[seagull-scribbles]

ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ɢᴏ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ,

ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴏɴᴇꜱ

[urostakako]

eid mubarak!!!! <33

bonus:

[toashesireturn]

absolutely insane take from the priest this past sunday but apparently he doesn't consider marriages only carried out at the courthouse and not through the church as real marriages so if you got married and didnt get a specifically catholic marriage then having sex is still a sin. absolutely baffling take along with the rest of the purity culture bs he was spouting

[kaeyapilled]

kid kaeya sitting quietly on a pew during mass in the favonius church feeling so distinctly alienated from everyone else in there that it borders on despairing

[tamaotomoe]

brief rambling about mayakuro in the revue of souls, and their cyclical paradoxical bond that somehow solves itself.

revue of souls posits maya and claudine to us as thus:

claudine, the devil, who bargains with maya, a vessel of god on stage.

the deal, claudine shall show maya, who claims to have stood on every stage there is, a completely new brilliance unseen by her, by the both of them, by anyone. if the deal is fulfilled, then maya's soul is the collateral. her soul shall be taken by the devil.

if you are reading this, then i assume you have seen the revue. i shall skip act i and ii.

act iii begins, and maya declares herself empty, a vessel of god. something to be filled and molded into whatever role the stage wishes, inhuman and most importantly, soulless. if she has no soul to wager, then she automatically wins the bet, no?

here is her declaration, that she is something godly, inhuman, divine.

but that little intermission between act iii and iv.

claudine, the devil, exposes maya. she cannot be soulless, for she shows such emotions as pride and arrogance, envy and longing. she as a stage girl by nature, is greedy. here exists such feelings within her, and this is the proof that she is a human.

the deal still sits unfulfilled.

and here is act iv.

for heroes, there are trials. for saints, there are temptations. for me, there is a devil.

for me, there is you.

maya's admittance to this seals the bet. claudine wins, the devil wins the revue. her soul is damned to fall with the devil. and yet, it is salvation to her. they, together, complete the other. the only one there can be for themselves, is each other. maya's soul falling and being damned is the same thing that gives her salvation, dignity as a human.

together they fall, as something unholy and blasphemous, but together, just themselves, it does not matter if hell is where they land, or if they keep falling forever. each other is heaven, each other is salvation. for me, there is you. their salvation is their rivalry, their eternal clash and overcoming the other over and over again.

maya is damned, yet maya is saved.

claudine as the devil, is already damned, and yet she saves a soul.

act iv ends with fire. hell is the absence of god, and with maya's loss, she can no longer be a vessel of god. thus, the stage is hell, and hellfire consumes it. but to maya and claudine, this hell is heaven, because claudine is there. and to claudine, this hell is heaven, because maya is there.

a continual cycle of salvation and damnation, yet somehow, it seems like it solves itself, this weird little paradox. it really all goes back to that infamous quote huh?

for heroes, there are trials. for saints there are temptations

for me, there is you.

[silvermoon424]

I just watched John Oliver's video on abortion rights and it was nice to see that my favorite game of "let's see how long it takes for 'pro-life' people to admit they hate women" is still relevant.

It only took a couple of comments for anti-choicers to devolve into "women need to keep their legs shut." Absolutely no blame directed towards men who impregnate women because as we all know pregnancy only requires one person. Also, it was awesome seeing people defend the fact that anti-choicers don't support social welfare policies because "why should we have to pay for the consequences of you opening your legs?"

[aokagalivinlife]

Aomine has been unholy fantasizing about kagami lately.

Him and momoi are at lunch and he's day dreaming. Momoi sees this and decides to tease him and get him back into the conversation.

She tries to joke and say "are you fantasizing about Mai Chan marrying you?"

But gets cut off by aomine screaming at her "no you're daydreaming about kagamis fingers inside you!!" Loud as fuck in the middle of the cafeteria.

And promptly scuttles away and fucks off.

She's sat there face red as fuck, food held midair halfway to her mouth. Frozen in place. Tears start in her eyes and she gets up and announces to the lunch room, "I absolutely was not," and leaves.

Thus the rumor at touou starts that aomine is pissed because his sister has a crush on his rival.

Momoi has a beakdown and just must tell kuroko what's happened so he doesn't hear this ridiculous rumor through the grapevine and assume she's been unfaithful.

She goes to seirin to confess. The whole of seirin basketball team ignores her since this is likely a general momoi dramatic moment.

That is until she gets to the point where she tearfully and loudly, once again, exclaims, "this is all because dai chans been fantasizing about kagamin fingerfucking him senseless!"

Then seirin is tuned back in.

Kagami yells out "aomine does what now?"

Commotion ensues