#Betsy Beers

[triviareads]

Ah yes, the "deep and entrenched" connection between England and India. Way to whitewash, Shondaland.

I think what disturbs me the most about this passage is how intent they are on whitewashing history by using disgustingly trite phrases like "deep and entrenched" and "organic part of British history". What bullshit. Call it what it is: Imperialism, colonialism, racism, and genocide.

And I don't know why Shondaland is hellbent upon using history to justify diversity in their show: Just say that you wanted viewers to appreciate and relate to diverse people falling in love and wearing pretty costumes! It's THAT simple but instead the show is whitewashing the history of British colonialism and racism and quite literally saying love cured racism.

As a result of this show, I'm seeing legitimate historical erasure and twisting of the facts. I've seen people convinced that real-life Queen Charlotte was a Black woman when in actuality, any Black ancestry she may have had is negligible (specfically through possible Portuguese Moorish ancestry) and the people who were saying she was of Black ancestry back in the day were using it to justify what they saw as un-European facial features.

I've also seen historians online try to use real women like Kitty Kirkpatrick as justification for how women of South Asian descent like Kate could have been in Britain at the time. And yeah, Kitty was one such woman, but here's what the historians won't tell you: Kitty, born Noor-un-Nissa, was forced to change her name, convert to Christianity, and forbidden from having contact with her family in India once she moved to England.

Chris van Dusen tried to liken Kate to Baiza Bai because Baiza Bai was a prolific horsewoman. But again, he didn't give the full facts and what Baiza Bai was MOST known for was her tireless efforts fighting the BRITISH and finding ways to undermine colonial oppression until the day she died.

So yeah, here is the truth of the "organic" history this book tries to whitewash between Britain and India. Obviously, none of this means, for me at least, that Queen Charlotte can't be portrayed by a Black woman, or Kate can't be portrayed by an Indian woman- just stop twisting historical facts to justify it!

#bridgerton #kate sharma #edwina sharma #mary sharma #queen charlotte #charlotte of mecklenburg strelitz #shonda rhimes #shondaland #desi tumblr #desiblr #betsy beers

[viscountessevie]

Okay so Betsy Beers' comment has really bugged me last night again out of the blue for some reason and here's what was said for context:

(Ignore the bits abt Shonda comparing Austen and HR/JQ because WILDLY different genres and vibes and also not what this post is about)

I just had to make this post now that I'm more awake:

It's no secret I had a hard time in film school - I've made references to it here and there and all my mutuals-friends know the full extent of it.

Basically film school kind of broke me, especially the boys. It truly reflected what's it like in the industry. Like yes it's slowly changing out there but at the heart of it, started as a Boys' Club and on some level for a l o n g time will be a Boys' Club

Just the tone of how Betsy was putting down the romance genre in the book left such a vile taste in my mouth.

The way she's said "I thought you hit your head" which is SO dismissive AF of Shonda's excitement for JQ (I say JQ and not HR cos Girlie has admitted to not picking another HR book at the time hopefully that has changed since developing the QC show). And ofc what she thinks is the "Cool Girl" response to say "I haven't touched a romance novel since I was a teen" like Okay you didn't have admit that so freely AS THE HIGHEST RANKING EXEC of a ROMANCE SHOW! Like the men around you aren't going to respect you even more for rejecting the romance genre, Betsy. You aren't the Cool Girl in the Boys' Club 🙄 It just makes you look like a bad exec of a romance show you're heading.

Also I emphasised on highest ranking exec because other than the showrunners, these two call the shots and have final say on everything at the end of the day. Alot of the storylines and how it's portrayed falls squarely on them along with Tom Verica (also another high ranking EP and director), CVD in S1 and 2 and eventually Jess Brownwell in S3. Which is why this convo is so deeply troubling as the two heads of a HR show - they truly do not understand ithe genre AT ALL and in Betsy's case she seems to hate it.

It hit me last night that I deeply despised the way she said these two things above, because it's hella misogynistic and reminded me of some of the shit said to me in film school.

So while I hate and regret that film school did a number on me, I will never regret not changing to fit them and becoming like one of these women who has to put down a whole genre like Romance just to fit in with the "Boys' Club" like FUCK THAT!

Anywas everyone fuck people like this and Embrace Romcoms, HR, and Romance babeyyy - they are great and feel good! Just because they are happy and traditionally female led and beloved, doesn't make it less meaningful or lesser of a genre compared more masc genres!!

(Also I'm not saying everyone has to love the Romance genre, just don't fucking shit on people who do love it or treat Romance as less than compared to Action or gratuitous male artsy cinema genres!!)

#bridgerton #Fuck it I'm tagging the show #Betsy Beers #Fuck every childish boy who sucked Tarantino's dick and told me that romcoms and romances don't count as real cinema #Well fuck you too Brad #HR genre #Romance

[jackoshadows]

It’s clear Shonda Rhimes loves season 1 because of the Duke and loves season 3 because of Penelope. Season 2 feels like it has the middle child syndrome and the way Rhimes and Betsy Beers talk (or don’t talk) about season 2, the actors and characters because it’s their Red Headed Step Child 😭

I can see why Jonathan Bailey has clearly moved on to other shows and movies. I hope Simone Ashley does the same, though, yes it’s harder for a dark skinned South Asian to make it in this industry. She seems to have set up her production company, so here’s hoping that leads to work that she enjoys doing.

#Bridgerton #Simone Ashley #Jonathan Bailey #Shonda Rhimes #Betsy Beers #Season 2 #Kate Sharma #Anthony Bridgerton

[love-miss-bridgerton]

I am so angry and disgusted right now.

“one of the sharmas” “she’s just riding like a plain old hooker” “wanton woman” "everyone is going to think she is not a virgin"

@shondarhimes @beersbetsy @shondaland @bridgertonnetflix this is how you speak about one of your leading ladies and main characters? disgusting.

I’m not sure what the worst part of this whole thing is. That SR thinks Kate is a “plain, old hooker” for riding astride, that she thought everyone watching wld think the same, or that her audience “screamed, laughing” instead of getting up & walking TF out of there. Utterly vile.

Or that BB didn’t even know which of the Sharma sisters she was watching on screen. The stupidity, racism & misogyny of their comments aside, these women clearly don’t even know the characters in their own show since it’s clear to any viewer that Edwina would never ride astride.

You champion a white woman who committed SA against her husband & call it “empowering” but when a brown woman rides astride…you get “scandalized” & call here a whore.

Regardless of the time period the show is set, your words & ideals are very modern.

Regardless of who your fave is I think we can all agree that this is in no way shape or form a proper way to talk about the leading ladie of the season.

And @shondarhimes @beersbetsy if you actually read ANY Historical/Regency Romance Novels you would know that a leading lady riding astride is very common in FICTION AND REAL LIFE!!! And no one ABSOLUTELY NO ONE doubts VIRGINITY because of it.

#bridgerton #bridgerton on netflix #shondaland #shonda rhimes #betsy beers #Bridgerton s1 #Bridgerton s2 #kate sharma #daphne bridgerton #🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻 #fuck you shonda & betsy #this is so fucking disgusting #they are some sick disgusting misogynist and racist people #I wish they had never laid eyes on the bridgeton books

[mrsbenedictbridgerton]

Such a joy to read! (I’m taking my time and trying to savour it 😂)

#bridgerton #inside bridgerton #shonda rhimes #betsy beers

[tudorblogger]

Monthly Reading Summary – November 2023

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#2023 #Agatha Christie #betsy beers #Christina Lauren #freya sampson #J K Rowling #jeremy clarkson #JK Rowling #Julia Quinn #julia seales #kate johnson #meg cabot #mieko kawakami #Monthly Reading Summary #Monthly Summary #November #november 2023 #Reading Summary #richard osman #robert thorogood #sandra vasoli #shonda rhimes #Tom Felton

[radiofreederry]

US Presidents as Dril Tweets

George Washington: another day volunteering at the betsy ross museum. everyone keeps asking me if they can fuck the flag. buddy, they wont even let me fuck it

John Adams: "ah boo hoo hoo i want to post Foul comments to content leaders" Fat Chance, Dimwit. I will annihilate you under bulwark of the Law and God.

Thomas Jefferson: Q: If your post was proven by a counsil of wise men to be racist, or bullshit, would you bar it from the record? A: I do not delete my posts

James Madison: (sniffing a crumpled up one dollar bill i found on the floor of a dog kennel) ah.. thats greenbacks baby

James Monroe: for decades i have traversed the unforgiving mountains and rivers of south america, hoping to catch a glimpse of the fabled "ass downloader"

John Quincy Adams: "This Whole Thing Smacks Of Gender," i holler as i overturn my uncle's barbeque grill and turn the 4th of July into the 4th of Shit

Andrew Jackson: handing Faves over to my enemies is FRAUD !! base, contemptible FRAUD!

Martin Van Buren: Food $200

Data $150

Rent $800

Candles $3,600

Utility $150

someone who is good at the economy please help me budget this. my family is dying

William Henry Harrison: (spends all of 7 seconds skimming some blog posts) yep. just as i knew all along. having pnuamonia is good

John Tyler: fuck "jokes". everything i tweet is real. raw insight without the horse shit. no, i will NOT follow trolls. twitter dot com. i live for this

James K. Polk: thhere is no such thing as charisma, and art is fake. the only metrics by which we must determine the worth of a man are Strength and Wisdom

Zachary Taylor: the doctor reveals my blood pressure is 420 over 69. i hoot & holler outta the building while a bunch of losers tell me that im dying

Millard Fillmore: trying to heal..... please donate to my go fund me... $10 will make me less racist... $100 will make me extremely less racist...thank you...

Franklin Pierce: blocked. blocked. blocked. youre all blocked. none of you are free of sin

James Buchanan: #NationalGirlfriendDay please cherish your gal's.. in honor of us, the single Boys who must sacrifice all companionship to #CarryTheBrand...

Abraham Lincoln: unloading an entire belt of ammo at me with a minigun or some such device will now get you "Blocked"

Andrew Johnson: who the fuck is scraeming "LOG OFF" at my house. show yourself, coward. i will never log off

Ulysses S. Grant: i regret being tasked the emotional burden of maintaining the final bastion of morality and Nice manners in this endless ocean of human SHIT

Rutherford B. Hayes: using the toilet when i hear Our national anthem start to play. i do what i must. i stand tall in complete agony; as shit runs down my leg,

James A. Garfield: too much truth in such little time. feeling the heat cominh down to silence me... signing off........ for now

Chester A. Arthur: i WILL wise the fuck up. i WILL super charge my content for 2017. i WILL get blue check mark

Grover Cleveland: the way i see it, people who come on here and submit content that is not up to par, could possibly be considered the "Villains" of this site

Benjamin Harrison: i help every body, im not racist, i keep myself nice, and when i ask for a single re-tweet in return i am told to fuck off, fuck myself, etc

William McKinley: boy oh boy do i love purchasing large amounnts of Fool's Gold. wait a minute... fools gold fucking sucks. this stuff is no good..!! Fuck !!!

Theodore Roosevelt: IF THE ZOO BANS ME FOR HOLLERING AT THE ANIMALS I WILL FACE GOD AND WALK BACKWARDS INTO HELL

William H. Taft: ah.. the perfect Souffle! cant wait to dig in to t(*EVERY PIPE IN MY HOUSE EXPLODES AT THE SAME TIME, COVERING ME IN SHIT AND BOILING WATER*

Woodrow Wilson: the conflicted supersoldier stares over the horizon as he smokes a cigarette. "war is the most fucked up thing ever." he takes a sip of beer

Warren G. Harding: somebody please Bribe me

Calvin Coolidge: aggressively joyless oaf hhere. painfully obnoxious respect demander checkign in. extremely dim witted frowning man looking for pals

Herbert Hoover: it is really quite astonishing that I have yet to win The Lottery, given how good I am at selecting six numbers and saying them out loud

Franklin D. Roosevelt: ive never heard of this “europe” but it sounds like a big bunch of shit to me

Harry Truman: everybody wants to be the guy to write the tweet that solves racism once and for all because it would look good as hell on a resume

Dwight D. Eisenhower: my "F*&k It!! Let's Go Golfin" t-shirt maintains a tenacious stranglehold on my life. after 1,125 days of Golf my body is twisted, deformed

John F. Kennedy: when you do sutuff like... shoot my jaw clean off of my face with a sniper rifle, it mostly reflects poorly on your self

Lyndon B. Johnson: incredibly handsome , charismatic famous boy credited with ending income inequality after saying that slumlords should be called "dumblords"

Richard Nixon: i attribute the complete failure of my brand to the actions of detractors, oor my “trolls”, as it were, as well as my own constant fuckups

Gerald Ford: shutting computer down until the shitty moods & attitudes can fuck off., if you need me ill be on my other computer, sititng 60° to my right

Jimmy Carter: i warnned you all that bad things would happen if you kept letting your wives wear jeans. AND NOW LOOK! the damn gas prices are up again

Ronald Reagan: spend a lot of time thinking about how sometimes even war criminals can be heroes sometimes... Dont like it? Click the unfollow buttobn

George H.W. Bush: just thought off an idea i believe to be bad ass. lets find the address of the leader of isis, and mail him/ her pieces of our SHIT

Bill Clinton: were at the point now, that when i offer to impregnate my girl followers, people assume my motives are sexual. disgusting, grow the fuck up,

George W. Bush: friday night gathering up together a big pile of things i like to respect (flags, crucifixes ,etc) and just roll around in it ,give kisses,

Barack Obama: my IQ has increased 10 points ever since i stopped tollerating people mucking about, on the time line

Donald Trump: THERAPIST: your problem is, that youre perfect, and everyone is jealous of your good posts, and that makes you rightfully upset.

ME: I agree

Joe Biden: I will shut the fuck up , IF , it will restore the Harmony. I will get on my knees like a dog and make that sacrifice, for the sake of Calm

#the classic reborn #my post #long post #dril #history

[gumclones]

this deserves to be a longer and more effortful post but the thing about the candy people is… they aren’t actually dumb! Betsy Poundcake was able to self-study anatomy and medicine, Cherry Cream Soda is a lawyer, Root Beer Guy’s coworkers and boss all feel very much like people you’d encounter in real life, and so on. there’s of course a level of goofiness that candy people as a whole exhibit, but I think that this can be better explained with:

the world of Adventure Time is very cartoony already! characters who demonstrate themselves to be clever and intelligent are also quite silly. we see this with Bubblegum herself, as well as with Simon and Betty.

the candy people live under a framework that encourages silliness. (again, if I had more energy I’d go into more detail, and I probably will! later, though)

in particular, I think that candy people can be quite charmingly opportunistic! the James clones’ realization that by faking their deaths they could gain more friends and also earn medals for bravery is the first thing that comes to mind here.

in general I think the candy people show that people’s potential can be shaped, for better or for worse, by their environment and how they are treated, and that they aren’t stuck a certain way just from how they were made.

#very deliberately did not mention Peps or Crunchy bc I think the point stands better if it’s about regular everyday people #Adventure Time #James #Cherry Cream Soda #Nurse Poundcake #Root Beer Guy #original #text #gen

[dailybridgerton]

Stepping into the title role of Queen Charlotte — originated by the inimitable Golda Rosheuvel — would be a massive challenge for any actor. But India Amarteifio (Doctor Who, Sex Education), who plays the young queen in the new Bridgerton prequel spinoff, was a perfect fit for the role. “India Amarteifio is just brilliant,” says series director Tom Verica. “She provides the canvas for someone who’s going to learn the rules and the ways of this world very quickly and use that to her advantage.”

Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story turns the clock back to the iconic queen’s early years in London, beginning with her arranged marriage to King George (Corey Mylchreest). “What’s really exciting about this show is finding how to bridge the character that we know, the boldness of who she is, with how young Charlotte learns to breathe and grow into the power that she now possesses,” says Verica. “I had big shoes to fill,” adds Amarteifio, “Not only as young Charlotte, because Golda has created an iconic role, but just entering the [series’] sphere itself.”

Like the new actor entering the exciting world of Bridgerton, Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story finds the young Charlotte making her entrée into an unfamiliar London society and finding mentors and lifelong friends in the young, and newly titled, Lady Agatha Danbury (Arsema Thomas) and a young Brimsley (Sam Clemmett), always following five footsteps behind. “He is more than her right hand, he is her stability, her guidance,” says Amarteifio of the queen’s relationship with her ever-present servant. “Brimsley is the only person in Charlotte’s life who is stable, gives her a voice of reason, and is someone to come home to, really.”

While charting their pasts, the new series also continues Bridgerton characters’ Regency-era stories with Golda Rosheuvel’s Queen Charlotte trying to figure out how to marry off just one of her many children to produce a legitimate heir, with the support of Lady Danbury (Adjoa Andoh) and Lady Violet Bridgerton (Ruth Gemmell). “Thinking about dynasty and hierarchy and the next generation takes us into thinking about how these relationships were formed, how they last, the ups and downs of these relationships,” explains Andoh.

As Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story producer Betsy Beers puts it, the new series is, “absolutely classic Shonda Rhimes because it is this beautifully precise and very unique combination of humor, pain, conflict, elegance, excitement — all in the face of events that seem to be unmanageable and insurmountable.” And Rosheuvel issues a challenge to Bridgerton fans, “The universe just kind of cycles and swirls within itself, so it would be really interesting to see whether the fans notice little nuances and Easter eggs that we’ve put in both productions.”

#bridgertonedit #bridgerton #queen charlotte #queen charlotte: a bridgerton story #qcabsedit #qcabs s1 #images #news #liz

[sugarpopss]

Lee Bodecker Blurb

So......I've been talking about Lee a lot with @bucknastysbabe which of course means I pooped out something kind of horny. Imagine he and Florence get a nasty divorce at some, feel how plausible that is, then come back to this. Also kind of some kink discovery but Lee is such a good vessel for feedism yknow

Lee had a routine. He got off patrol, drove forty minutes out to the cabin on the far side of the county, and ate a somewhat miserable dinner while ‘I’ve Got a Secret’ or ‘The Price is Right’ droned on in front of him, driving the stale silence into the corners for a little bit.

Sometimes he stopped at the diner in Meade for food that was more salt and bacon grease than real ingredients, ordered in a quantity that made the teenage girl working the register raise her eyebrows; sometimes he exercised the full extent of his cooking skills and put a TV dinner in the oven. Either way, he parked his ass on the sofa, let the sound of the television fill his head and ate his dinner in a scene that would not be out of place in the 1963 edition of ‘Pathetic Divorcees 12 Month Calendar’. 

Most nights, in an astounding display of disregard for personal dignity, Lee jerked off after eating. Sometimes he focused on the television and let Betsy Palmer float into his imagination, leaving the panel behind to show Lee what was under her tight little skirt. Other times he thought of his ex-wife, saw her chocolate dark hair and recalled the feeling of her breasts in his hands, how she’d tip her head back with pitchy moans when their sex was good. The only downside was that that usually led him into thinking about how nights like that had dwindled as he spent more time working-because to Lee, being on patrol or filing paperwork or meeting with Leroy all fell under the umbrella of ‘work’, at least for his purposes-how, coming up on the day Florence had served him the divorce papers, even their coupling became cold and distant and quiet, usually ending in yelling or tears if not both. 

Thinking about that made Lee feel like shit. 

The masturbation fodder Lee liked the best, though-or maybe just what he felt the least amount of guilt over-was the feeling of his own gut, packed with fatty diner food or ice cream and Nabisco cookies, skin warm from the stretch and stomach slightly aching as it tried churn through everything inside. He preferred not to dwell on why that feeling got him so absurdly hard-why palming his swollen belly made his cock leak like an old faucet. 

In any case, masturbation was the third part of Lee’s routine. The fourth part was really playing the washed up cop and passing out under the fog of a full stomach and an orgasm. At a different time he would’ve polished off the image with a couple of beers, something to add to both the haze in his mind and the bloat in his stomach, but. Well. He was trying, as pathetic as it sounded. 

As pathetic as ‘trying’ seemed to be, seeing as he still ended up conked out on the sofa, television illuminating how his undershirt was slowly creeping up over the curve of his gut like some slovenly sitcom husband. Except, that is, for the nights when Lee had the post-nut wherewithal and motivation to actually get into bed. It was actually a little bit sad how quickly he’d adjusted to sleeping alone. There was something almost reassuring about getting into a cold bed, as opposed to one warmed by a body that he knew has been waiting for hours; there was no one to disappoint or fight with or lie to in a cold bed, although Lee had done all three quite liberally throughout his marriage and didn’t feel so much guilt that he’d take them back, given the opportunity. He certainly wouldn’t give up what they’d gotten him…but it still felt safer to be alone. 

Besides, the warmth and weight of his packed gut was a close enough substitute for the comfort of a woman, the grip of his own callused fist a workable approximation of the tight, wet heat of a cunt. Shocking as it may be, there wasn’t a line of women out the front door of the creaky old cabin with one working sink and raccoons in the attic-but even those traits were probably a better draw than Lee himself. 

It didn’t matter. He was just alright by himself-it seemed like exactly the way he was meant to be. 

#lee bodecker #lee bodecker fanfiction #the devil all the time #the devil all the time fanfic #sebastian stan #sebastian stan fanfiction #a touch of feedism in there #re-elect sheriff bodecker #my writing #chubby Lee bodecker

[thatlittleegyptologist]

okay, here is a fun little question for you: of all the celebrations and ceremonies and festivals and parties held across ancient egypt, which do you think would be the most lit and why?

To be fair we don't know a lot about most of them, only that they happened. They didn't really write this sort of thing down in any detail unless it was a major festival. The little ones held locally, we only really know the names of unfortunately.

I guess the 'most lit' would be Heb Tekh (The Festival of Drunkenness) and I'm going to copy what I said from another ask ages ago to explain what this festival was, and then you can see why I chose it.

Heb Tekh, or the Festival of Drunkenness, and also the Beautiful Feast of the Valley are the ones that a lot of people cite as the ones everyone knows when it comes to the drunken sex festivals. It’s the one with the ‘drunken orgies’ in honour of the goddess Bastet (or Hathor or Sekhmet, it depends because they can be interchangeable in the myth this references). This is a celebration of the myth of the Destruction of Mankind, wherein Hathor/Sekhmet/Bastet is sent to kill mankind by Re, but he changes his mind and they have to subdue her bloodlust with beer coloured red with ochre. She gets drunk, and mankind is saved. The festival uses beer and sexual acts, to give thanks and ask for a good inundation. It’s important to note here that it’s not ‘sex for fun’ but rather ‘sex as part of a religious ritual’, so when thinking about it you need to detach the part of you that thinks ‘ew sex in religion’ and come into it with a much more neutral ‘this is what the Egyptians believed’. 

Using this article here by Victorian Jensen (Berkeley), the earliest, and non contestable, evidence for the Heb Tekh is a 12th Dynasty papyrus from the Pyramid town of Lahun which records a festival of drunkenness on that date, and then in the 18th Dynasty at the Temple of Mut at Karnak, Hatshepsut built a��‘porch of drunkenness’ for the festival that’s the same date as the 12th Dynasty festival. As the festival if in the ‘flood’ (Akhet) season, it’s associated with fertility too. Basically, they would feast until they got drunk and fell asleep in the temple courtyard, or the feast would take place in the home with the same results. One of my former lecturers is part of the dig team for the Temple/Precinct of Mut, and when they taught us about this festival, they mentioned the drunken sex that was a result of this festival, and that it usually occurred in tombs of dead relatives as it was supposed to increase fertility and luck. This is also key since it takes place during Akhet, and graffiti has been found that discusses ‘travelling to the marshes’ during the festival, which is an Egyptian euphemism for sex, as they viewed marshes as the place from where life sprang forth, equating them with the Primordial mound. Here, I’m referencing this 2014 work (from a 2010 conference paper) by Betsy Bryan(John Hopkins), and if people don’t want to read a long article (you do have to scroll through the entire bibliography before you get to it), then you can read this 2013 LA Times article with Betsy Bryan herself. I quote from the first article:

A hall of drunkenness (wꜢḫ/wḫꜢ n tḫ) is not so far otherwise attested, although a st tḫ is identified in the Medamud hymn concerning the festival of drunkenness discussed by J. Darnell (1995, pp. 49–59). Darnell has commented that “places of drinking” should be understood as kiosks along the river bank akin to those beer kiosks referred to in love songs. He likened them to the mswr referred to in drinking songs from the Processional Colonnade’s Opet Festival reliefs at Luxor temple (ibid., p. 59 nn. 66–67; Epigraphic Survey 1994,pp. 12–14, pls. 26, 97). However, the st (n) tḫ in the Medamud hymn is a parallel term for the hall of traversing the marshes associated with temple courts with papyriform columns emulating the fertile aquatic place of creation: mἰ.ṯ swtwt m st tḫ wꜢḫy pfy n sꜢb sšw “Come the procession is in the place of drunkenness, that hall of traversing the marshes” (Darnell 1995, pp. 50–52; DePauw and Smith 2004, pp. 82, 88–89)….

….It is likely, how-ever, that the court before the temple, bounded by the mudbrick Second Pylon and east and west enclosing walls, housed the sequences of the festivals that began earlier in the evening, including the procession of participants, lighting lamps, prodigious drinking, and sexual behavior as described for the goddess Rattawy in the Medamud hymn, the demotic ostraca published by DePauw and Smith, and the Mut hymn recently published by Jasnow and Smith (Darnell 1995, DePauw and Smith 2004, Jasnow and Smith 2010–11).

We’re not entirely sure about why they included sex in this festival, since it does not occur in the original myth. However, knowing at what time it takes place (during the rising fertile flood waters), the repeated references to the fertility aspect of the goddesses, and songs about the festival that sing:

“I remember visiting the ancestors, and when I went, anointed with perfume as a mistress of drunkenness, traveling the marshes.”

When a tomb is a place of rebirth, and taking place during the fertile season, for a festival of a fertility goddess, it would seem likely that the drunkenness and sexual content of the festival was on the one hand to replicate the subdued nature of the drunken goddess, and on the other to placate her with fertility rituals in order to ask for fertile soil and a good crop of food. Early references to sexual behaviour during the festival tend to take the form of euphemisms, like the one above, whereas later periods, like the Ptolemaic and Roman, are much more open about what was occurring (page 118 of Bryan’s article is where the proper discussion on sexual activity takes place). 

So, Heb Tekh is lit because it involves getting drunk and fucking in temples or the tombs of your ancestors in the name of religion.

[waxxl0ver]

★𝐇𝗼𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐱 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝗼𝐧𝐬★

🔧Bo Sinclair🔧

-35 years old

-Birthday Is September 18th

-Bo definitely has dyslexic and adhd, he’s usually in flight or fight mode due to his childhood trauma and his adhd doesn’t help him much

-He usually doesn’t like kids unless there’s one kid that reminds him of himself as a kid then he would protect them with his life

-He definitely listens to Nu meal and Nickelback

-He hates asking or needing help especially when Vincent is the only one around

-Him and Vincent are protective over Lester due to him being the youngest

-He’s a pretty good driver BUT has extreme road rage and flips people off a lot

-He spends most of his time working in his shop and working on an old beat up car

-He was never the parent’s favorite Trudy always favorited Vincent and Victor always favorited Lester

-Was definitely and “problem child”

-He acts like he hates Jonesy but in reality he loves her and they cuddle a lot

-He does not have a middle name due to his parents mostly focusing on Vincent during there birth

-He is bi curious

🕯Vincent B. Sinclair🕯

-35 years old

-Birthday is the same as Bo September 18th

-He was definitely an Emo kid growing up and got bullied for it, Bo usually stuck up for him and would fight other kids for him

-He is gay MLM and goes by He/They

-He’s original hair color is brown just like Bo’s buy dyes it black

-Favorite band is MCR and favorite song Helena

-He has OCD and needs his office in a special way and makes his wax figures in a special order

-He’s definitely a theater kid but never preformed in anyone plays

-When he’s not working he likes to play the sims on his old laptop

-He physically is in pain to talk due to his vocal cords being shattered during birth but can talk in small words example ”yes” “love”

-He’s wore eyeliner once and Bo never let him lived to down

-spends the most time with Jonesy

-LOVES phantom of the opera

-when he aruges with Bo he doesn’t get physical and just walks away

-same hight as Bo but looks shorting due to horrible posture

🦝Lester D. Sinclair🦝

-33 years old

-his job is for the state and makes an okay about of money

-LOVES country music

-some of his teeth are missing due to accents during his childhood rough housing

-Straight????

-is obsessed with his truck and named it Betsy and calls it “she”

-Doesn’t really drink, but love root beer

-Is friends with some raccoons and feeds them like stray cats

-Lives with his brothers with his room next to Bo’s and Vincent has the whole basement

-Collects animal bones and makes little necklaces

-Very sweet and tends to be extremely shy

-He is autistic (he’s just like me real) so Bo and Vincent tend to be a little more patience with him

-When and and Bo fight sometimes they hit each other and end up wrestling

-Very stinky but doesn’t notice it

-Uses a flip phone

-has a pet raccoon named Pedro

For there middle names it’s the first name if the actor (Ex.) Damon Herriman plays Lester so Lester’s middle name would be Damon

#house of wax #house of wax 2005 #vincent sinclair #bo sinclair #lester sinclair #headcanon #house of wax headcanons #slashers #my headcannons #goofy ahh

[colandpen]

#polin #luke newton #colin bridgerton #bridgerton

[jtl-fics]

Can we get something about Janie please? 🥺

WIP Wednesday 1/31/24 (Closed) | Smalls AU

"You were talking about Pasta Betsy." Janie laughs and Betsy laughs with her as Janie avoids the squeaky step following Betsy's path.

"I suppose I was!" she agrees heartily, "I guess I just have it on the mind." she says.

"I totally get that. When I was in the hospital all I kept thinking about was how much I wanted-" all that Janie had wanted was some nice Schnitzel, some beer, and maybe a few bratwurst, "-was some fries and burgers." she says picking the most American food she could think of.

#Smalls AU #AFTG #AFTG AU #Janie Smalls #Smalls - HTPXFI - 13 #1-31-24 WIP Wednesday #WIP Wednesday Ask Game #20

[love-miss-bridgerton]

I'll be posting some of what is being shared on Twitter about the book.

JONNY!!!

🧡🧡🧡

ACCEPTANCE WOULD ONLY HAVE COME FROM MEETING KATE SCREAMING CRYING PASSING OUT!!

Simone on Kanthony 💙💜

KATE 🥺🥺🥺

Lizzy on Kanthony

Jack on Kanthony Dancing 💜💙

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💜💙

📸: Inside Bridgerton Book

Via: @iris_bee_

#bridgerton #bridgerton on netflix #bridgerton s1 #bridgerton s2 #bridgerton bts #bridgerton behind the scenes #jonathan bailey #simone ashley #kanthony #jack murphy #shonda rhimes #Betsy Beers #the bridgertons

[prettybrownelf]

Is This All We Are?

Non MLM/NBLM DNI

Pairings- Robert Small x Male Reader

Summary- Robert comes home after months of being away, only for you two to fight again. Maybe some stories just don’t have a happy ending

Word Count- 1377

Content Warnings- Smut, Angst, Hate Sex, Unhealthy Relationships, Rough Sex

The bright sting of the tv made your eyes water as you lay on the couch, a large blanket covering your body as you stared at the show. It was late, around 2 am. Amanda had gone to one of her friends’ houses for the weekend. 

You feel your eyes start to get heavy when your door is rudely slammed open. You nearly jumped off the couch as Robert slammed the door behind him, Betsy stepping in, ignoring both of you and going into your room to sleep most likely. Robert opens the fridge door, both of you ignoring each other. 

This fight was stupid to him, you knew that, but it was a big deal to you. He left for almost three months without a word, no call, no texts, nothing. Then he came home, acting like nothing had happened like you weren’t worried sick thinking something had happened to him. The two of you had got into a fight, and now you won’t talk to him; it’s been three days.

Robert finishes rummaging through your fridge, clearly pissed off from something that had happened while he was out. He huffs as he opens a beer, throwing himself on the opposite side of the couch. The two of you sit in silence for a while as you stare ahead, hearing him finally grunt as look over at you.

“Are you seriously still mad at me?” Robert sounded annoyed, but you didn’t budge. He rolls his eyes as he scratches his beard, trying to move closer to you. You move your legs closer to you as you put the blanket over yourself more. Robert falls against the couch as he glares at the ceiling. “I wasn’t gone for that long.” Your blood was boiling, but you didn’t budge. 

You could hear Robert smirk at your angry face. He didn’t understand how angry you were. Robert moves directly next to you, not letting you have any space to curl up anymore. “Baby boy, don’t be like this.” His voice was sultry as he moved his hand up your thigh over the blanket. You don’t react, watching his jaw clench. As he leans forward to kiss your neck, you move your hand to his mouth to keep him away. Something in Robert snaps as he grabs your wrist and holds it away from his mouth. 

“Would you just fucking talk to me!” You glare daggers at him. “You think sleeping with me is gonna make this better?” Your voice isn’t as loud as his, but there’s still anger in there. “I don’t even know why you’re mad!” Robert lets go of you, and he runs his hand through his hair. “You left for three months!” Robert looks at you like you were saying something outrageous. “I was just out; it was work.” You wanted to break something. “Three months Robert, not a call, or a text, nothing. I thought something had happened to you.” “Well, it didn’t! I’m sitting here in front of you!” You deeply sigh as you try to keep yourself from yelling. “That’s not the point. The point is that you didn’t call.” Robert gulps his beer as he throws an arm over the couch. “I’m sorry I didn’t call. I was caught up in work.” You roll your eyes as you get up, going into the kitchen. “You don’t mean it.” 

Robert follows you with a scowl on his face. “Why does everything always end in a fight with you?” You shrug as you begin making another coffee, thankful Amanda isn’t here to hear the two of you go at it. “What? You wanna fuck and make-up like the other times?” You say, turning to him. He huffs as he traps you against the counter. “I don’t see why not.” You nearly punch him as you lose the will to fight anymore. Instead, you push yourself up against him, catching him off guard. “Whatever, just fuck me.” Robert doesn’t respond; he smashes his lips against yours as your back digs into the counter.

Your mind draws to a blank as he grinds his clothed erection against your own. “You fucking liar, you’re hard.” He smirks against your lips as he grabs you by the waist, fingers bruisingly digging into your sides. You try to push down your anger as you catch your breath. “I hate you.” Robert rolls his eyes as he turns you around, bending you over the counter. Your breath nearly leaves your lungs as he grinds himself against you, groaning as his hand grips your hair. You can feel yourself getting harder and harder as small whimpers escape from your throat. “Robert, please.” You hear him chuckle darkly at how submissive you had gotten. “Whatever you say, doll.” 

The air hitting your backside makes you shiver as Robert teases you with his tip, enjoying your small whimpers as you try to buck back into his hips. Robert grips onto you, not even giving a warning as he slams into you, making you lose your breath to pain. Tears prick the corners of your eyes as you moan loudly, trying to grip at the counter as Robert repetitively slams into you. “Look at you, don’t need lube or anything; you’re just a walking fucken hole for me, aren’t ya?” You feel your eyes roll back into your head as the tight coil in your stomach snaps, your legs shaking as you fall against the counter. “Fuck you.” Robert laughs at how nasty your words are as he slams his hips against you. 

Your mind tries to catch up with your body as you begin to let out moans again, feeling Robert get sloppy as he chases his own orgasm. You moan out his name as he bends over, his back pressed against your own, feeling his breath against your ear as he gets faster, his grip on your hips getting tighter. “You forgive me now?” He asks, refusing to slow down his thrusts as he feels you start to move around, showing how close you were getting. Tears fall down your cheeks as you try to hide your face against the counter. “No, you fucking asshole.” You cry out, refusing to give him satisfaction. Robert smirks at your flustered face as he grabs you by the hair, making you face him. “Never gonna stop being a stubborn slut, are ya?” You grimace quickly as your legs shake, barely being able to hold yourself up anymore. Robert runs his teeth along your neck as he bites down, listening to your breathy moans as you finally cum again. Robert pulls out, cumming over your back, his hand never leaving your hair. 

You desperately try to catch your breath as he moves from you, fixing his clothes. You stand up with the help of the counter, taking off your shirt. “Fuck you.” You mumble, walking out of the kitchen. Forgetting your coffee and tv show, you stumble into the small washing room, throwing the shirt in the dirty pile and looking around for something you had cleaned. You hear Robert behind you, but don’t turn around; you just wanted to be alone and to think. 

“This how it’s always gonna be?” He asks, leaning against the doorway. “What do you mean?” You hear him huff, and you realize he has a cigarette in his mouth. “We fight, we fuck, we fight again. I mean, is that all we’re ever going to be.” You finally find a shirt to throw on, turning around to face the older man. It’s not till you see his face sadden slightly as he looks at you that you realize you’re wearing an old shirt Robert had left there. “I guess we’re both too stubborn to change.” You go to walk past him when he grabs your shoulder. “I don’t wanna lose you.” His voice is small like he was scared of what you would say. You can’t meet his eyes as you move his hand from you. “Start acting like it.” Robert doesn’t move as you go to your room; Betsy is fast asleep on the edge of the bed. You pet her gently as you fall against the pillow, feeling small tears fall from your eyes as you fall asleep.

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