#martha x bethany

[hinacu-arts]

So ive been working on possible secret tunnel au ships on and off all week (been super busy so i couldnt give it much time) and i cant believe the one who's outline i finished first (which i do after brainstorming and spit ball drafts) was a freaking Jumanji ship

of all fandoms IT WAS JUMANJI

#hinacu au #secret tunnel au #cave of two lovers au #jumani #jumanji welcome to the jungle #jumanji the next level #bethany #martha #martha x bethany #i dont even ship them lol #tbh most ships who i could generate ideas for i dont actually ship

[pelova4president]

Wingteam

Grace Clinton x Reader

Summary~ You thought you could trust Beth with your secret crush… you thought wrong.

“No Beth, i don’t like her!” you groaned. Why did they always do this to you. Everyone had their suspicions about your crush on the young Spurs talent but they didn’t have to out you like that, in front of the girl herself. You looked away from Grace with red cheeks and gave Beth a warning look.

Beth’s been a sort of mom to you. You stayed at her house when you started playing for the blue and white club. You were just sixteen and your parent lived at least four hours away. Traveling to training every day just wasn’t realistic like that so Beth took you in.

It’s been three years since then and you’ve finally moved out. Beth still had a room ready for you when you wanted to stay over but you both knew it would be better for you if you got your own apartment.

Your captain’s always been noisy. When you lived with the player she was asking for all your latest school and relationship drama. Most times you gave in and told her the gossip but you held some information to yourself, like some of your crushes. But now that you don’t share an apartment anymore she got even more noisy, she felt like she didn’t get all the details of your life so she was digging deep for your secrets.

Beth had invited you over for dinner one evening in the hopes to get an update on your seemingly dead love life. As soon as she opened the door she was asking you the most out of pocket questions.

“So you’ve got a crush hm?” she grinned. Ofcourse she knew you had a crush on someone but you had to deny. “Don’t know what you’re talking about old lady.” you shrugged her off, walking into the living room. Beth rolled her eyes at your nickname but didn’t give up.

“I know you’ve got one, come on tell me. I’m basically your mom by now. You’ve got to tell me kid.” she argued. Beth was pulling the ‘i raised you card’ and you had to give in to her. “Whatever, yeah so what? You’ve had crushes too.” you drowned in her couch cushions.

“I knew it! Oh my god is it someone from the team?” you blushed at that, how did she fucking know. “No way! It is! Is it Celin? Wait no no, is it Lenna? Oh my god is it Clinton..” you looked down. Beth’s mouth fell open, “No fucking way.. your crush is Grace Clinton.” she gasped.

“Don’t fucking tell anyone Bethany England. You may act like my mom but you’re not mom enough to go around and tell everyone and their gran my secrets.” you sighed. Why did you even come over in the first place.

“You know me, i wouldn’t tell a soul!” she said, her hand moving to her heart offended. You looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “Yeah, right..”

And just like you expected she just couldn’t keep your secret to herself. In no time Martha knew and told Rebecca who told Rosella and she basically told the whole team. And now you had to deal with their teasing too.

After winning a big North London derby a few of the girls went out to celebrate, including the smiling girl you’ve had your eyes on. And just like always, after a few shots and drinks Celin demanded everyone had to play a game.

“Everyone! Truuuuuuth or dare now.” she yelled across the room. It was hard to not participate or to get out of it since Celin and Grace would literally force you to sit down and play along.

Most of your older teammates had already gone home to their partners, boring. So you sat down in between Charlie and Lenna who had joined you earlier. Grace and Celin sat across from you, together like always.

Sometimes that made you a little jealous but you knew Celin had a boyfriend and Grace probably didn’t like her like that. And Lenna told you Grace saw Celin as her bestfriend, they were like sisters.

When Celin had everyone sitting in a circle the fun could begin. She dared Rosella to down two shot at the same time.

Lenna got asked who she wouldn’t let her kid date and after a bit of poking for an answer she said Celin. Charlie had to tell everyone her worst sex story, and surely no one could top that.

When it was Beth’s turn to ask someone she chose you. She was out to get you and you knew it. “Hmm truth or dare, pipsqueak?” she asked. She knew you absolutely hated that name, she was just trying to embarrass you.

It didn’t matter what you would chose, none of the options would be in your favour. “I hate you, dare.” you murmured under your breath. “Sorry, didn’t hear you there. Speak up.” she grinned from ear to ear.

“I said dare” you repeated. You didn’t think her smile could get any bigger but it was taking up her whole face now. What was she gonna say…

“Hmmm.. what should i say…” your captain pretended to think. “I dare you to… play seven minutes in heaven with…” she was teasing you, you knew it. This fucking hag. Beth was really playing out a whole theatre performance. She was looking around the room, pointing with her fingers until her pointer stopped. Grace.

“I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with Clinton.” she finished. You looked at your older teammate like she had just murdered your cat.

“You’ve already rejected your last truth so you can’t back out of this one.” your new Australian teammate reminded you.

You looked at Grace with pink cheeks. Grace gave you a shy smile and nodded, signalling she’d participate.

As you walked towards the nearest door you heard your football mom shout. “Have fun! But not too much!” did she really have to embarrass you so much in front of your crush..

Grace opened the door for you like a real gentlewoman. When she closed the door you looked at each other for a bit. You didn’t know what to say so you became red, your ears felt like they were on fire.

“Look, if you don’t want to do anything we can just talk for the next few minutes. All good.” the blonde spoke up. You looked up at Grace and knew that this was probably the best chance you would ever get. That and Beth would probably murder you if you didn’t make a move.

“I do not not want to kiss you.” you whispered softly but loud enough to reach the ears of the English girl. “Hmm, what’d you say. Didn’t really hear you?” she grinned.

Looking at her face you could see she had heard exactly what you had said. But how could you resist such a pretty face with those beautiful eyes and cute freckles. “We can kiss.” you spoke, this time louder.

Grace took that as her chance to take your face into her hands. Her thumb was tracing your bottom lip until you looked her in the eyes. “That’s all i needed to hear pretty girl.” she breathed.

Her pink lips finally touched yours. She was sweet just like you had imagined. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring your mouth. Grace was rough this time, biting your lip and exploring your body with her hands.

And when the two of your broke the kiss, completely out of breath she spoke again. “Fuck, how much i’ve been wanting to do that. Seeing you staring at me in training gets me so worked up and you just didn’t seem to make a fucking move. Had to do it all myself hmm.” she laughed.

“Beth’s done half the work. You’ve got such a big ego Clinton, give the granny some credit.” you rolled your eyes.

Still, you’d never admit that Beth has actually helped you with all her secret spilling.

graceclinton_x

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had to do everything myself to get this girl

comments

y/n_y/l/n you’ve got such a big ego 😒

↳ graceclinton_x you love it tho 🫶

↳ y/n_y/l/n no, i don’t.

↳ graceclinton_x no need to lie love, i know you do

lennagw finally!!!!!! done with this shit

↳ charli_grant me too couldn’t see that shit show for an extra day

↳ y/n_y/l/n grace wasn’t that bad..

↳ charli_grant … wasn’t talking about grace

celinbizet she’s stolen my bestie

↳ graceclinton_x don’t worry, you can be the third wheel :)

↳ celinbizet fuck you grace clinton

bethanyengland4 all thanks to me, yet again

↳ graceclinton_x i’ve done all the hard work, i’ll give you 50% creds max

A/N made the fic different than i wanted but yeah didn’t have much inspiration

#woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso community #engwnt #grace clinton #grace clinton x reader #bethany england #spurs women #tottenham women #charlie grant #celin bizet

[brokenhardies]

5️⃣ + skye or tina? whichever you're feeling more rn (or both) — @xoteajays

Skye

OTP - Skye x Fridge!

BROTP - Skye & the whole party, but Skye & Spencer and Skye & Bethany are my two faves! (nothing against Martha or Alex but Skye's dynamics with with Spencer and Beth are more fun lol)

OT3 - Skye x Fridge x Bethany, the old fave! I mostly dropped it bc I realized that Skye has more chemistry with Fridge than Beth lol

NOTP - Skye x Alex *shudder* and Skye x the real Avatars *double shudder*

Alternate Love Interest - Skye x Bethany!

Tina

OTP - Tina x Millie!

BROTP - Tina & Booker, Tina & Josh (mlm/wlw solidarity and hostility) and Tina & Rory!

OT3 - Tina x Millie x Victoria (my other Freaky OC!)

NOTP - ofc Tina x the Butcher, but also Tina x any guy

Alternative Love Interest - Tina x Nyla or Tina x Victoria!

#OC: Skye #story: monster #OC: Tina #story: strawberry chainsaw

[ramrodd]

Jesus & Josephus | You Don't Understand!

COMMENTARY:

Judea in the 1st Century wasn't Ireland during the potato famine. Josephus understood that Judea was part of Pax Romana and le dolce vita of the Mediterranean and the Jews in Jerusalem were far better off acting like diamond dealers on Time Square than Jews Against Jesus in France after the Reformation.

The reason why Josephus doesn't mention Paul is because Paul's activities took him far out side he Area of Operations of the Tenth Legion that patrolled the trade routes from the Lavant and Orient that travels through the Galilee to the land bridge into Egypt and Africa.  Josephus cribbed much of his narrative of the Jewish Wars from the intelligence archives of the X Legion which included what we now refer to as Quelle in regards to the Synoptic Gospels. The Sopel of John uses the εὐθὺς time stamp of the Roman Standard Time and login, but it is John Mark's memoir of his 3 years as the Beloved Disciple. James Tabor's intuition that Mark and John are interrelated narratives is exactly correct.

Jewish scholars don't begin to have the mushy interpretation of Josephus that Jesus Seminar scholarship. The take him entirely at face value and consider him an invaluable reflection of 1st Century Judea. Period. The issue for them isn't whether Jesus existed: it's whether He improved the legacy of Moses. Shammai, Hillel and Jesus agreed on the basis of the Law of Moses: the difference is that Shammai and Hillel were committed to sustaining and defending the boundaries of Judaism while Jesus employed it as a point of departure for the horizons Judaism made possible.

The Tower of Babel is a cautionary parable waring against the vertical structures of theocracy, in general, and Temple Worship, in particular. That warning applied to the pre-Reformation Vatican.. In the final analysis, the Torah is a military field manual for cultural transformation with a primary purpose to create a cultural test tube to create Jesus, a good Jewish boy with impeccable breeding  from Eve, forward.  Jesus shares the cultural vanity of intellectual rigor. It's His side of the bet He makes with The Satan in the Wilderness. The sociology that is favored by the intent of the Bible is horizontal.. like the federal organization of the Pharaoh's in Genesis 41.  If Moses had been a Marxist, Jewish sociology would have stopped evolving with the Book of Judges and the horizontal confederation of the 12 tribes., but the advantages of the economies of scale of the Egyptian federal system was not lost in the racial memory and the central executive of a king led to the verticle structures of the Temple. What was beginning to emerge as the current synagogue rubrical  structures from the influence of Aristotle on Alexander the Great in the 3rd cnetury BCE is essentially the central reform Jesus was promoting. Josephus could see the Temple business model fitting in quite nicely with the Pax Romana of Hellenistic Judaism in the synagogues that existed througout the Galilee that represented a diamond exchange on the Times Square of Rome.

Josephus had a very intimate relationship with the X Legion resulting in his surrender and subsequent eye witness of the investment and reduction of Jerusalem. The X Legion is the incubator of Quelle. What would be fascinating is to determine his interaction with Cornelius at any time from his treason against Jerusalem and the Triumphal in Rome. If he was aware of the Talking Cros covenant with the Italian Cohort in Rome doesn't seem to cme up in conversation.

The Gospel of Mark is written from the perspective of the garrison of the X Legion in Capernaum and the Gospel of John is written from the perspective of the household of Martha, Mary, Lazarus and John Mark in Bethany.

#youtube

[incorrectjumanji]

I decided to do one of those Ship Headcanon Things for Martha and Bethany

First one to confess their feelings: Bethany. She's not one to sit around and simply pine after the one she likes.

First to apologize after a fight: Martha. They are both pretty good about knowing when they need to apologize, but Bethany is definitely more stubborn.

First to wake up: Bethany. It takes her longer to get ready in the morning, so she wakes up first. She also likes to do yoga in the morning, and will have a coffee ready for Martha when she has to get up.

First to fall asleep: Also Bethany. Martha is a night owl. She stays up late studying, reading, or whatever else she needs to get done. She does make a point to be in bed while doing those things so that Bethany can cuddle up to her.

The affentionate one: Bethany. Martha finds PDA awkward, though she can get pretty cuddly when they are alone.

The overprotective one: Martha. Neither of them are very overprotective, but Martha can get a bit jealous when people flirt with Bethany. When that happens a bit of Ruby starts to shine through. Bethany finds it hot and usually drags her girlfriend to a secluded area to makeout after.

The money savvy one: Martha. She's constantly trying to convince Bethany that she doesn't need to spend so much on clothes and makeup. But she also finds it adorable when Bethany throws a tiny fashion show to show her all the new clothes she got.

The more charismatic (popular) one: Bethany.

The better caregiver when the other is sick: They are both pretty in tune to the other and know what the other needs when they aren't feeling well.

Does the cooking: Both of them cook. They are both decent at it, so they switch off.

Does the housework: Martha. She's definitely the neater one of the two. Bethany's organized mess sometimes drives her crazy.

Does most of the speaking: Bethany. She's the more outgoing extraverted one out of the two.

Designated driver: Martha, she doesn't drink that much. Part of that is because she's a huge lightweight, meanwhile Bethany can drink a lot and barely be hungover in the morning.

Has good penmanship: Both of them. Though Bethany’s got better than Martha’s when she learned calligraphy for her cartography

Has a troubled past: Neither of them. Unless you count Jumanji.

Has more experience with relationships: Bethany. Though they certainly weren't the healthiest ones.

Keeps more secrets in the relationship: Martha. They both are pretty good about being open with each other, but sometimes Martha's insecurities and anxiety keep her from telling Bethany something in.

Sensitive to subtle changes in their partner: Bethany. She's actually really observant.

The one who proposes: Bethany. She proposes in front of a waterfall on one of their adventures.

The one who dies protecting the other: Preferably neither, but in the context of a Jumanji game, it would be Bethany.

#jumanji #jumanji welcome to the jungle #bethany walker #martha kaply #marthany #my headcanons #martha x bethany

[mypurelyselfindulgentprompts]

Jumanji Fanfic Idea

I someone to write about Bethany being really into exploring after Jumanji. She uses her photography skills to get a job as a traveling photographer. And she drags along her girlfriend Martha. (And hey if she comes out as nonbinary or trans, that would be cool too)

Martha starts martial arts, and it turns out that she has a knack for it. She ends up becoming a black belt does competitions. She also starts taking dance classes. Bethany goes to all the recitals and competitions that she can. And when she can't she makes sure to have flowers sent to their apartment, and calls her asking how it went.

Fridge turns out to be a zoology genius and gets a scholarship for it. He still plays football, but it's no longer his main focus. It takes him and Spencer longer to get together than it does Martha and Bethany. But when they do, it just feels right. Afterall, Mouse and Bravestone were very close.

Whereas before Jumanji when Spencer was worried and freaked out by pretty much everything, he is now a lot more confident. There is a new air around him, and sometimes he even will smoulder. He still isn't that into working out, but he will drag Fridge hiking and rock climbing. Spencer was the one to ask out Fridge.

(I don't even know what the fic would be like, but I want it. One that ignores The Next Level. Not that I didn't enjoy that one, but I wish that they were each a little bit more effected by their avatars from the game.)

It’s free real estate. Please feel free to use this idea. If you do use it, please just let me know. My ao3 is KnightsofAce if you want to gift it to me. Or just let me know if the comments. I want to read it so please just let me know if you write something based on my idea.

#fanfic idea #fanfic ideas #fanfic prompt #prompt #jumanji #jumanji: welcome to the jungle #bethany walker #marthany #martha x bethany #martha kaply #fridge johnson #spencer gilpin #gilson #fridge x spencer

[such-fandom-very-tears]

Spencer: This is my girlfriend Martha, and this is her girlfriend Bethany, and this is her boyfriend Fridge, who is also my boyfriend.

#jumanji #jumanji the next level #the team is all just a poly cuddle pile and thats the tea #spencer x martha #martha x bethany #bethany x fridge #fridge x spencer #mine

[charasthetics]

Bethany Walker Aesthetic

#aesthetic #aesthetics #moodboard #bethany walker #martha x bethany #marthany #jumanji #jumanji welcome to the jungle #jumanji the next level

[minteafresha]

I’m just saying you’re a babe... Own it!

#jumanji: welcome to the jungle #jumanji: the next level #bethany x martha #martha x bethany #marthany #jumanji #minty art #colored pencil

[merganfm]

so i just saw Jumanji: The Next Level and after Welcome to the Jungle I shipped Martha and Bethany even though i Knew nothing would come of it, but when The Next Level started with Bethany texting Martha what she was leaving to come see her and how excited she was, and how Martha and Spencer weren’t together anymore for ~some reason~ and how Martha had found people who liked her in college i got Unfairly Hyped because i had the audacity to think we were maybe gonna get a “Martha figured out she was more than a lil bit gay in the interim” reveal, and possibly even definitely had a crush on Bethany. i was saddened to find this was not the case and a lil bit disappointed in myself for thinking a franchise could make a main character canonically queer in a plot where it’s not the point of the story 🤷🏻‍♀️ anyway that’s my thoughts, pls feed me fanfic so i don’t have to write it myself 🙃

#when they asked ‘are we supposed to call you M now’ i even perked up thinking maybe she was trying out a new name #maybe even nonbinary #because im a naive queer who loves to live in a fanfic bubble #jumanji: the next level #jumanji: tnl spoilers #jumanji spoilers #martha x bethany #marthany #bethany x martha #headcanons #i said things #my sister literally leaned over and asked ‘is it gay?’ about them in the first 5 mins of the movie

[sprnklersplashes]

I cannot believe Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle ended with Bethany and Martha falling in love wow

#jumanji: welcome to the jungle #bethany x martha

[ebaeschnbliah]

MARTHA  LOUISE  HUDSON   (née SISSONS)

Impressions from Sherlock BBC, The Sign of Three

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It’s always a joy to dig into the meaning of names in Sherlock BBC. Good old Mrs Hudson - played by the unforgettable Una Stubbs - turned out to be no exception in this regard. Thanks to C.A.Magnussen’s 'mind palace informations’ ... his comprehensive ‘memory files’ about various people ... the full name (including the maiden name) of Mrs Hudson is known. Appart from her last name, each one of the others has been chosen by the creators of this adaptation and is therefore ... interesting. :)

More below the cut .....

MARTHA

From Aramaic, meaning "LADY, MISTRESS", feminine form of "master". In the New Testament it’s the name of the sister of Lazarus and Mary of Bethany. She was a witness to Jesus restoring her dead brother to life. (X)

A fitting choice for ‘the landlady, not the housekeeper’ of Baker Street 221b. She’s definitely a lady to recon with. Also of interest is the name chosen for Sherlock’s ‘fake death performance’ at the end of The Reichenbach Fall ... which is LAZARUS. 

LOUISE

Feminin form of LOUIS, that’s the French form of the Latinized LUDWIG, which is derived from the Germanic name CHLODOVECH, composed of the elements “hlud” (famous) & “wig” (war, battle). (X)

No less than four Louisa’s - Mrs Hudson, Henry Knight’s therapist Dr Louise Mortimer, Helen Louise the brain in the bowl and Lady Louisa Carmichael - have been integrated in Sherlock BBC. But also the topic of being soldiers, of London being a battlefield and fighting in a war, a war ‘we have to lose’, according to Mycroft in TAB, plays an important role in this story. 

The Louisa’s of Sherlock BBC   Lady Louisa Carmichael   Love, actually ..?   Conductor of the Universe

HUDSON

Of course, the name Hudson hasn’t been chosen by the creators of Sherlock BBC but stems from ACD’s original stories. Nonetheless I decided to do a little bit of research here as well, because .... why not. After all, there’s always the possibility that certain opportunites provided by the canon have been picked up by the creators to build on them. 

Hudson is derived from an English surname, meaning “son of Hudde” which is the Medieval diminutive of Hugh or possibly Richard. 

HUGH derives from the Germanic element “hug”, meaning “HEART, MIND, SPIRIT”, the Medieval English form being “Hudde”.

RICHARD derives from the Germanic elements “ric” (ruler, mighty) & “hard” (brave, hardy). A diminutive of Richard is Dick, in Medieval English “Dicun/Hudde”.

How often has Mrs Hudsen been thought of as ‘the heart of Baker Street 221’ in this adaptation? And her care for Sherlock has been compared to that of a mother. Even if this is only a coincidence, it is a lovely and very fitting coincidence that already her canon surname means just that: the HEART.

SISSONS

That’s the Latin feminine form of the Roman family name Caecilius, which was derived from caecus meaning "BLIND". The name developed into the nickname "Ciss" which is a derivation of Sissons. In fact Sisson's (Plural) means "Son of Ciss's Son" - a double diminutive. (X)

The namesake is Saint Cecilia, a martyr who was sentenced to death because she refused to worship the Roman gods. After attempts to suffocate her failed, she was beheaded. She was later regarded as the patron saint of music and musicians. (X)

Saint Cecilia by John William Waterhouse 1895  (source of pic)

I couldn’t help but think that this is yet another astonishing coincidence which corresponds in peculiar way with one of my theories ... that ‘love’ in this story is represented by ‘elderly ladies’, one of them being blind (see the chapter ‘love is blind’ in my post ‘Love, actually?). And of course, Cecilia being the patron saint of musicians echoes Mrs Hudson’s - née Sissons - care for Sherlock in a very special way. 

Additionally there are two more features of interest linked to Mrs Hudson. 

The initials of her two first names are the same as those of Sherlock’s mother ... M.L.Holmes   (source of the enlarged writing).

Mrs Turner ... this is the name of Holmes’ landlady in ACDs original story A Scandal in Bohemia. The creators of Sherlock BBC gave that name to Mrs Hudson’s neighbour and friend, the one who lives next door and ‘has got married ones’ (married flat mates). It might also be of interest that the name ‘Turner’ derives from Old English turnian "to turn" which describes a ‘change of direction’. I wrote about the idea that Sherlock BBC is a story about ‘turning round’, about ‘a change’, in The Meaning of Reichenbach - which is called: Turner’s masterpiece and in A Sign of Change.

Anyway, it really seems that each name given to Mrs Hudson - even the canon related ones - have a meaning which corresponds lovely with certain aspects of this adaptation .... the lady, a famous war, being soldiers, the heart, love, being blind, the patron saint of musicians, mother, turning round and changing. Interesting indeed ..... :)

August, 2021

#sherlock bbc #mrs hudson #meaning of names #una stubbs

[dem-obscure-imagines]

New Year’s Eve Drabbles 2020

Fandoms: Jumanji, Rise of the Guardians, Ben 10 Alien Force, Maleficent, the Hunger Games

Note: Happy New Year! Here’s to hoping 2021 is a little kinder. I did a set of New Year’s Eve drabbles a few years ago and it was a lot of fun, so here you go! I hope you like them!

Warnings: Hunger Games spoilers

Alex “Seapilot” Vreeke x Reader

Word Count: 0.4k

The idea of a new year, admittedly, made Alex a little nervous. It was only a few months before that you had found your way into Jumanji with your new friends, rescued Alex, and brought him with you to modern day. And the six of you had figured: What better way to celebrate the new year than to have a little party?

So, you’d helped Bethany and Martha get the living room of Bethany’s house ready while Spencer, Fridge, and Alex picked up pizza, snacks, and drinks. You set some party favors out on the table. There were cute glasses proclaiming the new year, noise makers, candy, streamers, balloons, and some confetti.

When the boys got back, you helped set up the kitchen and Alex walked over to you, helping you unload the pizza and breadsticks and garlic knots. You kept catching him glancing at you, but every time you looked at him, he glanced away nervously, chuckling to himself.

“What?” You asked.

He shook his head. “Nothing. It’s just…I have this irrational fear that when midnight hits, all of this will go away.” He exhaled a long breath. “And I’ll be there all over again.”

“Hey.” You grabbed his arm, grounding him in the moment. “That’s not gonna happen, alright? You’re not going anywhere, and neither are we.”

“You’re stuck with us, Vreeke.” Fridge said, giving Alex a pat on the shoulder. “Nothin’s gonna happen. It’s over. The game is gone.”

“I know, but…It’s just stuck in my head.”

“It’s gonna be okay, alright? I’ll…” you bit your lip, thinking. “I’ll take your mind off of it.”

“Okay,” He nodded. And he didn’t know exactly what you meant, but he trusted you.

So, when 11:59 rolled around, you walked right over to where Alex was standing, his hands shaking, his eyes fixated on the TV screen, and you cupped his cheeks in your hands, turning his face to yours.

“Stay with me. Stay right here with me.” You whispered to him, your eyes focused on his. “No numbers, no countdown, just us. Just you and me.”

“I like the sound of that.” He whispered back, his hands resting on top of yours for a second before sliding down to your waist and tugging you closer.

And so you stayed there, and when the clock struck midnight, your lips met his, soft and sweet and everything he ever dreamed they’d be. When you pulled away, he exhaled a long breath, his eyes sparkling.

“That’s the first time I’ve been kissed in twenty years.” He said softly.

“You want a second one?” You asked.

He didn’t even reply, just pulled you closer and aligned his lips with yours once more.

Jack Frost x Reader

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The relationship you had with Jack was, well, complicated. You were a college student. You’d been friends with Jack for a few years because you were, what he called, the oldest believer. Even long after Santa had stopped bringing you presents, you still believed, and therefore, when Jack had flown past your window one night and your jaw dropped, he decided to loop back around.

The rest was history.

You were at a college party to celebrate the new year, but honestly, you just weren’t feeling it. So, you wandered up the stairs, found an empty bedroom, and opened the window to get some air.

“Oh come on, party girl, tapping out already?” Jack said, floating just outside the window.

“What are you doing here?”

“I was in the neighborhood.” He shrugged. “What’s up?”

“New Year’s Eve party.” You told him. “It’s hot down there. And loud.”

Just as you said it, all the people in the lower level of the house started shouting numbers.

“Sounds like it’s almost over, though.” He floated closer and sat on the windowsill. “Hey, uh…” he reached up to scratch the back of his neck, his icy blue eyes landing on yours. “Do you mind if I do something I’ve been wanting to for a really, really long time?”

“What would that be?”

“Well, it’s a surprise.” He tilted his head. “Can you close your eyes?”

And while you knew Jack was a trickster in every meaning of the word, you closed your eyes, waiting in the window, the cold air refreshing on your face and in your lungs. And then, a few moments later, you felt something cold and soft against your lips. You couldn’t help but kiss him back.

Ben Tennyson x Reader

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It was Kevin’s idea to have a little New Year’s Eve party. Of course, it was just the four of you, the team, celebrating. You had been exiled to the back seat with Ben and because you were on patrol, there was no champagne to be had.

Gwen had, however, brought along some plastic wine glasses and a bottle of sparkling grape juice. It was better than nothing, and though you didn’t admit it, you were glad you were with the other three of them. It was better than spending the night alone.

Kevin drove the car out into the middle of the field and parked, tuning the radio to a New Year’s Eve broadcast. It was then that the four of you split into pairs. Kevin wrapped an arm around Gwen and they stepped off away from you and Ben, who stayed closer to the car.

“Want me to top you off?” He asked, holding up the bottle of sparkling juice.

“Sure, thanks.” You held up your glass and he poured more juice into it.

“A new year, huh?”

“Yeah…” You nodded an took a sip. “Weird.”

“Weird.” He agreed. “I have this weird, funny feeling that things are just gonna get weirder from here on out.”

“It always seems to where the four of us are involved.” You chuckled, sitting on the front of Kevin’s car.

Ben joined you.

You motioned to Kevin and Gwen, off in their own little world. “They’re good together, you know?”

“They are.” Ben chuckled, shaking his head. “That’s weird too, but…it’s getting less weird.”

“Mmhmm.” You nodded. You sighed and looked up at the stars. There were so many. So many planets and solar systems and galaxies in the vast, vast universe spread out before you. “It’s gorgeous.”

“It is.” He agreed, but he wasn’t looking at the sky. He was looking at you.

About twenty minutes later, the countdown started. You’d never had feelings for Ben. You didn’t know why. He was cute, he was confident, and yet, you’d never felt anything romantic for him. Well, until tonight. When the countdown got dangerously low, he looked at you and you looked at him and it just…clicked.

So, under the sparkling stars, side by side, you brought in the New Year with Ben Tennyson, his lips interlocked with yours.

Diaval x Reader

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You had to hand it to her, Maleficent threw quite the party. It was the eve of the new year, and to celebrate, Maleficent had called together all of the people of Aurora’s kingdom and all the fae of the Moors.

You were an enchantress from the kingdom, someone who was magical, but unaccustomed to the woods. You were wearing a fine silver gown made of silk and a moonstone circlet around your head. In your hand, you held a goblet of champagne, and as you walked through the forests, which were lit up with the gentle glowing magic of the creatures who inhabited it, you couldn’t help but be amazed by their beauty and grace.

You continued through the Moors and, inevitably, ran into a tall stranger. Quite literally. You found yourself standing right in front of a tall man with dark hair hanging in his face. It took you a moment to recognize him. This was Diaval, Maleficent’s companion and shapeshifter.

“Pardon me, didn’t see you there.” You apologized.

“I blend into the dark, I’m afraid.” He chuckled. It was true, with his dark hair, dressed in all black, he did indeed blend in with the shadows.

“No harm done.” You smiled. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Of the (L/N) house?” He asked, his eyes widening. “You’re the enchantress.”

“I am.” You nodded, smiling softly.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He said, taking your hand in his and raising it to his lips. “Maleficent has mentioned introducing the two of us, but she’s been…busy, it seems.”

“I can imagine taking care of two kingdoms would be quite the task,” you mused softly. “Well, the pleasure is mine, Diaval. I will admit, your abilities are intriguing to me.”

“Oh. They’re not mine. It’s Maleficent’s magic that granted me this form. Usually, I’m a raven.” He admitted, a sheepish smile finding his face.

“Fascinating.” You said, your eyes alight with awe. “Well, Diaval, what do you say to accompanying me for the evening?”

He slipped his arm through yours, his dark eyes sparkling and a promise written in his smile. “I’d be honored.”

Peeta Mellark x Reader

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Another New Year’s Eve alone with your books. You couldn’t complain, though. It was quiet. It was nice. It was you, the TV, your cat, and the Hunger Games books. Specifically, you were reading the first book, starting the series over again for what felt like the thirtieth time. Your books were very worn, the spines cracked beyond repair. You loved them and everything they stood for.

So, you opened the cover and pulled the bookmark out. You were nearing the end of the games. Peeta was hiding from the careers somewhere while Katniss took care of Rue. And when she died, as she always did, you cried. A few of your tears landed on the page of the book, and when the third tear landed on the paper, you heard a thud in your kitchen.

Looking up, you searched the room for your cat, but you spotted him on the chair across from you, notably, not making a mess in the kitchen. So, slowly, you walked through your apartment until you reached the doorway of the kitchen. You thought maybe one of your barstools had fallen over or something. But no, sitting in the middle of your kitchen, a shocked look on his face and a large gash on his leg, was none other than Peeta Mellark, right down to the District 12 jacket and the Josh Hutcherson face.

“What the fuck.”

“Is this…Where…where am I?”

“In my kitchen. In my apartment. Are you…You’re Peeta Mellark.”

“How did I get here?”

“I don’t know.” You shook your head. You looked at his leg, the shock of a fictional character sitting in your kitchen wearing off when you realized he was injured and bleeding pretty badly. “Shit, you’re bleeding! Um, I’ll get a first aid kit. Stay right here.”

You ran to your bathroom and back, carrying your first aid kit. He was lucky you knew your shit. He was also lucky he’d landed there before it got too badly infected.

“What district is this?” He asked, looking around your apartment, still sitting on your tile floor. “Where am I?”

“Peeta, I don’t know how to tell you this.” You sat down and opened your first aid kit, pulling out some ointment and bandages. “This isn’t one of the districts. This is another…world? Reality? I don’t know the terminology, but…”

“What do you mean?”

“Once I patch you up I will try to explain everything, okay?” You applied some hydrogen peroxide to his cut and then put ointment on it, wrapping it up in bandages. “Is that too tight?”

“No, it’s fine. Thank you.” His eyes were grateful, but you could tell he was still shaken up.

You helped him to his feet and he limped to the living room with his arm over your shoulder for support. Once you got him settled in a chair, you walked back out to the kitchen and got him a glass of water and the leftover half of a Subway sandwich that was in your fridge. You were planning on eating it for lunch the next day, but he needed it more than you did.

“You must be starving. Here.”

“Thank you so much.” He said, taking an eager few gups of water. You knew he was definitely dehydrated. “I’m pretty sure this is just some amazing dream.”

“It might be.” You shook your head, chuckling to yourself. “I don’t know how to explain this to you, but, here…” You handed him all three of the Hunger Games books and watched his face as he looked them over, curious but sullen.

“This…this is a joke, right? I’m not…this is…how…?”

“I don’t know either. But, um, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you need to. Or as long as you want to. I can’t imagine going back to a place like that. To the games…”

“You’ve read these a lot, huh?” He noticed how beat-up they were and looked up at you. “Why?”

“They give me hope. Things are pretty bad in my country right now, and it gives me hope that even though things are bleak, they can get better.”

“So they do get better?”

“They will, Peeta. It’ll get worse first, but they will get better.”

He smiled a soft but painfilled smile.

Your TV announced that the new year had arrived, and when you looked, it was indeed midnight.

“Happy New Year,” you said quietly.

He nodded and let out a long sigh before repeating, “Happy New Year.”

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[ramrodd]

One Hour. One Book: John

Commentary:

The Gospel of John was written by John Mark and your intuition that it reads like a diary is exactly correct it is the memoir of John Mark's experience as the Beloved Disciple with Jesus from the time of his Bar Mitzvah in the Passover of 28 CE to the Galilee after the Resurrection.

  John Mark was not the author of the Gospel of Mark, which was written by Cornelius no later than 40 CE, but he is the young man who runs away "naked" in Mark 14. He provides the eye witness testimony to Jesus' passion in Gethsemane and the Kangaroo Court in Caiaphas' house at the end of Mark 14, Dr. James Tabor's  intuition that the narratives of Mark and John are deliberately entwined is exactly correct and the narrative converge twice, at John 4 - 6 and Mark 6 and at Mark 11 and John 11.  

The Mediterranean was profoundly Hellenistic in the 1st Century, Jesus enlarges the Shema to include Plato with the addition of "mind" and the Prologue to the Gospel of John 1:1 - 15 is right out of the school of Philo of Alexandria and the liberal tradition of Hillel,  The combination of the narrative of Mark and the narrative of John can be understood as the Greco-Roman play-by-play of Jesus's ministry of a Pagan Christian and the color commentary of a Hellenistic  Jesus Follower who has been expelled from the Synagogues by the 19th Blessing of the Amidah by "the Jews"

  You are exactly correct regarding the composition of the Gospel of John being before 70 CE and began to be distributed out of John Mark's publishing house in Alexandria possibly before Paul was executed in Rome. Your thesis about John 21 is probably correct and was added at the same time Mark 16:9 - 20 was added at the same time because, even in English, the syntax is the same and John Mark would have had access to Luke's amicus brief for Paul's defense, which became The Acts of the Apostles.

  According to Dan Wallace, 90% of the existing manuscripts before the 4th Century CE orignated in Alexandria, John Mark's publishing house. The Apostle John may have become the Bishop if Ephesus, but he didn't write and distribute the Gospel of John from Ephesus

  The Gospel of Mark is organized around the testimony of Peter that Cornelius acquired during the 3 days of debriefing cited in Acts 10. The Gospel of Peter is Peter's memory of the contents of Pilate's euangelion to Tiberius that Cornelius transmitted to him off=stage of Acts 10. Paul uses the term euangelion 19 times in his Epistles which was conveyed to him by Peter in Acts 15:7.

  Among other things, we discover that Jesus had a second base of poerations in Bethany that the Roman spy net work of the X Legion was unaware of. I believe He had a separated safe house from the household of Martha, Mary and Lazarus of Bethany, which was a venue of John Mark when he wasn't in Jerusalem, A question I have is whether Mary of Bethany and Mary of Jerusalem are the same person.

  Another fact seems to be that the family of Mary of Nazareth, Jesus's mother, was comfortably bourgeoise and that the gifts of the 3 Magi represented a significant dowry that underwrote the family business of wedding caterers.

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[incorrectjumanji]

Bethany: Its called bisexual rights because I'm bisexual and I'm always right.

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[akajustmerry]

hi merry, i’m sorry about the influx of cruel and annoying asks lately; for what it’s worth, i think it’s admirable how you stand by what you say even if it makes people uncomfortable, and then they lash out. and it’s encouraging for the rest of us who may not be as confident in expressing our own opinions. on a totally unrelated note, i wanted to ask, and feel free to not answer if you don’t want, but: what are your top five jack black performances and, if you feel like it, why?

Have a great rest of your week ☺️

oh wow, thank you 🥰 nice to know i am not just shouting into an abyss! and sure, i'd love to answer!

top 5 jack black performances and why:

Bethany (Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle) - i know there are gonna be folks ASTOUNDED school of rock isn't my no.1 but on god, this performance is one of my favourite comedy performances of all time, let alone jack black. the depth and empathy he portrayes as he embodies a teen girl is just so lovely and the scenes between bethany/martha (karen gillan) are some of the most heartwarming and hilarious scenes i've seen in a blockbuster. on top of all that it's so fucking funny!! the scene where bethany goes to the toilet for the first time and can't stop being excited about how a penis works is genuinely so funny i crylaugh every time! bethany, non-binary icon!

Dewey Finn (school of rock) - i don't feel i need to explain this one but what i will say is as much as i love this film and black's performance, as a teacher it gives me the strangest mix of deep professional anger, anxiety and envy

Miles (The Holiday) - literally, he is my dream man in this film. i fucking hate assholes who shit on jack black in this movie as if he isn't a fucking dreamboat of a romantic lead. as someone who literally mostly listens to film scores, if jack black, a kind cute film score composer, was crushing on me i would simply wed him. why it takes kate winseltt so long to come around to him in this movie is insanity.

Nacho (Nacho Libre) - I know Nacho Libre is problematic in many ways. but this is pure undistilled jack black physical comedy at its best. similar to Bethany in Jumanji, I just adore the physicality of Nacho. The scenes where he's flirting with the nun and clenches his butt cheeks and poses cracks me tf up every time and he barely says a word.

Po/Lenny (Kung Fu Panda/Shark Tale) - I hate how voice work goes so unrecognised so I am gonna sneak it in here. While I was maybe a little too old for Kung Fu Panda to impact me, Jack Black as Lenny in Shark Tale was one of my favourite animated characters growing up and probs one of the big reasons sharks are still one of my favourite animals. I love how soft and sweet Jack Black manages to make this whole great white shark. now, that I think about it, Lenny was absolutely a gay metaphor and that's also probably why I loved him. but yeah

honourable mentions of course go to Bernie, High Fidelity and all his comedic work with Tenacious D - all of which I love and are amazing, but these are my favourites.

my least favourite is Shallow Hal. I hate that movie with a passion and cannot believe they put all that shit in his mouth to say. it's was such a cruel fatphobic role and it pretty much traumatised me lmao

you have a nice week too! x

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