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striveattemptfail · 8 months
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unless specified, all images are from rho #56
babs' bridesmaids + dick's groomsmen:
cassandra cain (batgirl) + duke thomas (signal)
dinah lance (black canary) + damian wayne (robin)
stephanie brown (spoiler) + tim drake (red robin)
helena bertinelli (huntress) + jason todd (red hood)
i've left steph and dinah currently as is bc we see dinah later performing
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and she's the one with curlier hair/not matching steph's hairstyle with bangs
due to the height, i've labelled cass and helena with duke and jason respectively since cass is much shorter than jason and closer to duke's height, so her being taller than jason's shoulders (even with heels) doesn't make sense. i admit that i could very much be wrong though because of the next observation—
—which is the placement (and therefore the roles) each bridesmaid and groomsman plays
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alfred officiating makes sense
even if it wasn't super fanon-y, dick and babs aren't shown to be incredibly religious and alfred probably got ordained god knows when ago bc he's immortal lmao
jason being closest to the centre likely means he's dick's best man
which makes sense, at least in this universe. not only did he tell jay he was gonna propose, but jason admits that dick and babs they support him when he doesn't deserve it
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rho #38
so not only is he close with dick, but babs cares about him too, which likely means that she wouldn't mind that jason was the best man at their wedding
what interests me most is helena being closest to the centre, and thus potentially being babs' maid of honour
(or, if i'm wrong, then it's cass being the maid of honour)
i've personally always seen dinah being the closest to babs between the birds of prey, and both cass and steph as equal between the batgirls
so it's an interesting choice to have helena or cass as maid of honour in either case
of course if i'm completely off-base with my guesses then none of this matters at all lol. and maybe their positions don't matter either and nico lined them up that way arbitrarily
it's just something interesting to think about is all ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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rqg179 · 7 days
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i will say though that brennan revealing last episode that kipperlilly has been going to guidance counsellor for anger issues since freshman year has absolutely ruined me for seeing her as actually evil. i cannot believe that a teenage girl with anger issues is irredeemably evil i just can't
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acaiyatree · 11 months
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WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME THAT THERE'LL BE A BIRDS OF PREY SERIES??
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bingobongobonko · 4 months
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IM ALIVE
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abnormallybetrayed · 7 months
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imagine travis peeing his pants in public and crying
come again? anon you are like if someone with prophetic visions used their powers only for spreading evil and breeding indecency (this is a noble pursuit)
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harrelltut · 1 year
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numberonepartyboy · 10 days
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ohhh god azora and pino siblings CAN happen if oracle broke out of jail and fucked 7 years b4 the merge oh goooood…….
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kittenzeke · 1 month
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vickihinze · 3 months
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As the Oracles of God by James R. Coggins
We are perhaps disturbed by 1 Peter 4:11: “If anyone speaks, they should do so as one who speaks the very words of God.” We have had too much experience of men (and women) claiming divine authority for their own opinions. In reaction, we find it safer to say, “This is how I understand God’s Word” or even “This is what I think.” Our pronouncements lack authority. Yet this, too, has a danger—of…
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chanteuseu · 5 months
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skipped logging day 3 of welbutrin, but i was just very emotional i both good ways and bad ways
theres this girl in school who is projecting insecurity and is trying to get into my head but like... my 3rd eye is open; my only competition is myself, but i know all people arent like that
it did really hurt my feelings that she's still talking shit about me, which came as a surprise to me bc it's unsurprising behavior from her part
the good part was that i was doing recordings for a competition (to make money bc im so broke pls, anyone who reads this pls manifest that i win any anything) and had a little transcendence moment singing a mahler piece, which was so deeply refreshing bc doing recordings is usually a nightmare and editing them is so cringe
but the song is about finding peace and closure in the feeling that everything is gonna be okay, which was such a euphoric feeling, but also bad bc i can't produce "quality vocals" while i cry which unfortunately is the point of doing the recording
but falling in love again with what i do and finally coming to appreciate the emotional labor of my work, which for so long was a hinderance on my art is very cool and good
day 4 of welbutrin: i didnt sleep well last night and i didnt have breakfast this morning
i have a terrible headache and had to come back to my apartment to lie down AND i have an audition in 2 hours ooooof
like, im VERY excited but SO exhausted
thats on me, i shouldve figured out breakfast, but this is the final stretch of the semester and i NEED to graduate
idk, they cant all be winners, and i still need time to get used to the meds i suppose
but it does feel like my life kind of started over
a soft reset (in a good way)
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karryalane · 1 year
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etymologykaren · 1 year
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Got a prophecy from an oracle; apparently I'm gonna get jumpscared by something I see today. Guess they don't know I found their dumb pop-up skeleton outside my window already.
...yep, there it goes, nice sound effects but you gotta get up earlier in the morning to spook THIS wizard.
---30 CENTURIES LATER---
Hi guys and welcome to another Prophecy Review! As always, we'll be going through old prophecies I've received to see how they panned out in practice. This one's from almost three millennia ago!
Ah, but it looks like I forgot to record what it actually was. Scrying that far into the past might lead to slight inaccuracies but we should still be able to AGH JESUS CHRIST SKELETON WHAT THE FUCK
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kartoshinki · 2 years
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what am i going to do with all this knowledge about different streamings of early protestantism tho
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redflagshipwriter · 2 months
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Hot Ghouls in your area ch 5 part 1 of 2
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Jason found himself back in the real world (the human world?) in fuckin Star City. Christ. Luckily, his electronics came on line. They weren’t fried, then. He looked up the nearest zeta tube and booked it over there, not eager to get caught in another hero’s city.  The worst part would be that Batman would inevitably smooth it out on his behalf and go growl at Queen for having the audacity to try to arrest him. Jason did not need to get bailed out by his asshole Dad, thanks. 
He wasn’t worried about Green Arrow and his crew per se, but it would be a shitstorm he didn’t need even if he managed to get out. 
Not when he was so laden down with books that he had unfolded both dufflebags stored in his suit, for fuckin sure. Sure, they’d make phenomenal weapons if he swung ‘em around, but the books deserved better than that. 
His comm forced itself on as soon as he came through to Gotham.
“You’re back!” Barbie said, breathless. “You’re alive? Right?”
Jason snorted. The street he stepped onto wasn’t fully dark yet. Patrol probably hadn’t started. “I’m alive,” he confirmed. “How long was I gone?”
“About ten hours,” she said.
Oh. Jason pursed his lips. It wasn’t dusk, it was dawn. “Tonight must have been fun,” he said lightly. 
She laughed darkly. “You’re about to find out how fun it was.”
He stopped in his tracks. “Hey, no-”
Oracle opened up a line to what was probably every vigilante in Gotham city. “Hood is back and safe,” she announced, gleeful about throwing him to the wolves. “He’s on 2nd and Grim, for anyone who wants to drop by and tell him how much they missed him.” 
Jason cursed a blue streak and started off at a dead sprint as he reached for his grappling hook. It was a lot slower than usual since he was swinging two enormous bags of books. …Could he even grapple with these? Goddamn. He’d be over the weight limit. He cursed even harder and put the hook back.
“Heading west,” Oracle said cheerfully, and then clicked off a bare instant before he manually mashed the damn power button on his setup. Nope, nope, nope, he was not dealing with this shit tonight. 
He made it about four blocks and was so goddamn close to a safehouse (one of Bruce’s, but he could put it on lockdown) when a wailing blue and black blur emerged from the skies.
“We thought you died,” Nightwing warbled at him. Jesus fucking christ, he had been crying. His face was wet. Jason tried to duck away but he was too laden. He struggled against the hold for a few futile seconds before he went limp.
Dick sniffled into his chest. 
“Shut up,” Jason said, shoulders nearly up to his ears. He didn’t need to hear any criticism of how he had handled that cult situation, or any grieving about how this had made people think of the time he got brutally beaten to death. 
“I’m not saying anything,” Dick mumbled. He gave one more squeeze before withdrawing. “Huge relief to see you in the-what do you have there?” He dove down into the bags of books before Jason could kick him away. He was already prying the bag open by the time he asked. Jason tried to pull it away but it was impossible to keep Dick’s grabby hands out of your business.
“He went to a library,” Nightwing announced to the comms, outraged. “We thought he was dead and he went to a library!”
Someone laughed loudly on the comms. The brat turned on his comms explicitly to scoff.
“Did you rob a library?” Dick’s voice went high. “There’s so much here!” He flipped things around. “There- these are the same book? Hood, why do you have so many copies of the same book?”
“They’re not the same,” Jason snapped. “Get your grubby hands off of them!” He took his things back and edged away, glowering at his dumb asshole brother. “If you came to gawk, you did it, so now fuck off. You can clearly see that I am fine.”
“Jason,” Batman rasped, like the goddamn creep he was. Jason spun to see that he’d come up from behind. He lurched closer. He looked like hell. His knuckles were bloody and his pulse was jumping in his throat.
“No names in masks,” Jason snapped. He put his hands up to keep Bruce at a distance. “That’s your own rule, old man!”
It was no use. He endured the bullshit while his dumbass Dad made sure he wasn’t dead again, but he drew the line at letting Bruce clutch him and probably sob under his sweaty cowl like a weirdo. 
“I should have stayed there,” Jason grumbled. He patted at Bruce’s back. “There, there, asshole. You’re fine.”
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