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someone stop me from making passive aggressive comments at my friend for being MIA for 5 days and then texting me to yell at me ab my insta story 🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐
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Let me make this very clear:
When it comes to Hellenic Polytheism, there is no human religious authority, especially not one that stands before or speaks for the gods.
It does not matter what someone tells you. It does not matter if they claim to be a priestess/priest of X deity or a messenger for Y deity. It does not matter what their supposed past life was like. It does not matter if they claim to be the literal fucking Oracle of Apollo.
No one has the right to tell you how to worship the gods. No one has the right to assert their authority over your religion.
And most of all, remember that people can and do lie.
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Tim had his spleen removed, right. This means he would not be able to withstand bacterial infection as well (a.k.a. getting sick, which happens a lot when people get injured or sleep deprived cause their immune system weakens), so for his own safety, he would likely take care of himself more than the other bats would care for themselves. He probably wouldn't get in a fight he knows he would badly lose, or win but get very injured during. Tim would be the calm and calculating one. He already is deemed as smart and a great detective, so that makes him even scarier.
He gets a reputation as a vigilant far more dangerous from his siblings, cause he perches like a bird above the fight, but if he gets involved, then the villains know they're goners. If it's Dick, Jason, Steph, Cass, even Damian and Batman himself, people don't get as intimidated, but should Tim come in, they back off so fast. In this essay I will...
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ok but like, Modest!Alicent Hightower au (more modest than she already is) cause I feel like it, it adds ✨layers✨
Alicent who veils her hair during her day to day life, elegant laces and silks adorning her long ginger-brown hair, covering it completely at the Sept.
Alicent who wears dresses with long heavy skirts and always covers her elbows with billowing sleeves.
Alicent who conceals her silhouette with thick shaping garments. they also just helped her back during her pregnancies and taking care of kids (her servants recommended them so she'd have full range of motion and support)
Alicent who was stripped of her modesty, her dignity and sense of security whenever Viserys wanted her. stripped of it by her own father when he sent her to Viserys's chambers in a dress that didn't cover as much as she would have liked, especially when she visited a man with those (silent) instructions.
Alicent who lets her hair down around people she trusts. covering it around Rhaenyra after she abandoned her, a blow to Rhaenyra, a blatant "you hurt me and broke my trust". letting Criston see her hair after he becomes her sworn sword. covering in front of Viserys until he demands she stops. Alicent putting a little makeshift veil on her daughter, who wanted to look like her mum, promising it would protect her from how loud the world was.
Alicent who only trusts her closest servants to dress her, and even then insists on being in a full shift before they can come in.
Alicent who felt stripped bare while giving birth to her children.
little Alicent looking up to her mum who was also very modest, and spending her childhood playing in long skirts.
Alicent who wears shawls and scarves out in public or at events. Criston watches to make sure she remains properly covered. her hands fiddling with the patterns or tassels while she talks to others.
Alicent doing this with her kids:
Criston offering her his cloak when she's put in bad situations like sudden crowds or outings.
wearing flowy but opaque fabrics during the summers, looking ethereal and goddess-like with her layers skirts and sleeves.
the whole Larys situation being even more sickening.
all 3 of her sons being protective of her modesty alongside Criston, always offering their cloaks to her or standing to block her from the wind or wandering eyes. Aegon holding her veil in place when it's windy, Aemond placing a cloak over her in public, Daeron fiercely defending his mum from lusting glances or lingering stares.
Helaena continuing to veil with her mum when they go out, they love matching veils and trying ornate styles.
Alicent fixing her daughters veil in attempts to get it to stay in on dragon back. it doesn't. but they don't mind the extra bonding time none the less.
gold veils that literally make her look like she's dripping in gold.
tucking her babes in her shawls or holding them against her skirts that are practically swallowing them whole.
Alicent collecting layers. Ornate undergarments that cover her arms in gold and embroidered patterns, some almost like tapestries others more simple. undershirts that cover her neck, with "choker" patterns and sewn in jewels. modest nightgowns and robes made of the softest, most breathable fabrics in existence.
covering her face on holy days/days of importance.
I just have so many thoughts.
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I will never be able to convey how funny it is to be autistic with a Hobie Brown fixation
Yelling about Hobie Brown at 10 in the morning
I know it might be too early for this shit but I'm sorry (no I'm not)
Like every morning I will look at a picture of him within fifteen minutes of waking up and everyday the first time I see him I am filled with an indescribable sense of peace care and comfort
Like if you know you know I genuinely can't describe it
Like just knowing I have access to him is like a sense of relief and joy. Half the time it feels like the color in the world doesn't turn on until I have my First Hobie Thought of the day
I wake up on morning and gaze at this photo as I am filled with the unfulfillable urge to cup his face in my head and kiss his cheeks MWAH
His waist, his arms. I want to hug him so badly 😭😩
I'm sitting here staring at photos of SpiderPunk using all my rickety ass brain power trying to imagine his expressions with the mask off
His fingers.... the details on his hands and forearms. Holding on to the guitar. his mannerisms and the bounce in his walk
And I do this EVERY MORNING.
sitting on the toilet for twenty minutes scrolling the Hobie Brown Pinterest tag frantically for the one screenshot that HITS
AND it HAS to be a screenshot. Fanart is nice but unless it's a direct screencap my brain is like 'nice art but That's Not Him. I need to see The Real Him'
As if it's not all just drawings and lines and shit like GIRL GET A GRIP?????!!!!!! PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER
If I'm stressed out gets worse. I guarantee you I think about him like 30% more when stressed to even the slightest degree. My echolalia makes me repeat the phrase 'Hii Hobie!!' quietly to myself at random
CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE
You RUINED my year Hobie I was supposed to Do Things and Be Normal this year and look what you've done!!!!!
Do you have anything to say for yourself, you beautiful british bastard??!!!!! HUH????? ANSWER ME!!! (I'm yelling at a drawing. Send help)
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