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emmaklee · 10 months
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oddlittlestories · 6 months
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Notre Dame Visit
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Wrote up a little fic to go with this WIP fanart! This is inspired by @greghatecrimes elaborating on my life changing field trips post, and is currently brought to you by Anya’s prompt re my Halloween fic ask game.
Fic under the cut.
Chase & Thirteen as found family siblings. They're backpacking through Europe. Late s6 AU, probably consistent w/HH:Reprise. Trans masc bi Chase as a treat.
CW: mild travel danger, religious irreverence, religious homophobia reference
“Are you sure? Are you sure you’re sure?” Chase whispered. Not that whispering was gonna help him. She was loud enough for the both of them.
“Yes, we’re fine," Thirteen cackled, "now take the damn photo.” She raised her middle finger to the ceiling of the cathedral. He supposed it was her way of sticking it to all that religious homophobia. They were a hell of a pair to be anywhere near a cathedral—a failed novice divorced bi trans guy with blood on his hands, and a deliberately-irreverent bi woman after House's own heart. But as Thirteen liked to say every time she dragged him into a cathedral, which seemed to be as often as possible, they hadn't spontaneously burst into flames even once.
That said, Chase could just imagine a priest clamping his hand firmly down on his arm… Chase hunched his shoulders, trying desperately to look over his shoulder and take the photo as fast as he could at the same time. Maybe no one would notice. If he could’ve melted into the Notre Dame floor he would have. It was mortifying.
He took the photo and lowered the phone as quickly as he could. Still, it came out pretty cool.
“Okay, let me see,” Thirteen said, scrambling for his iPhone.
“It’s fine,” Chase insisted, trying to tuck the phone back in his jacket pocket.
“I want to be sure! What if it’s blurry?” Thirteen made grabby hands, struggling with him over the device.
“It’s not blurry!” he insisted.
“Then show me!”
“Fine!” Chase heaved a sigh and let her have the phone.
She snickered. “Yeah that’s really good, you were right.” She sent the photo to House before he could even try to stop her. Chase rolled his eyes. As soon as House got it, he’d do what he’d done with the rest: print it out and tape it to the ddx whiteboard. Foreman would text him to complain about how hard it was to ddx “now that it was a scrapbook instead.” Kutner would use the red sharpie he bought to draw horns on Thirteen and Chase in the photos.
It was a group activity, apparently.
Later that night, Chase and Thirteen crammed shoulder to shoulder at the bar of a centuries-old pub. It wasn’t far from the hostel, and around them spilled French and English and a bunch more languages Chase probably could pick out if he tried.
“Mm, this is delicious,” Thirteen said. “Here, try.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice. He leaned in and took a crunchy bite. It was the best toasted cheese on bread Chase had ever had in his life. “Wow,” he mumbled, mouth full.
“I know, right?”
On their walk back to the hostel, the lights of Paris were glittering. It wasn’t nearly as quiet here as it was in rural Spain, and Chase thought they were both dazzled by the city after that. Paris was definitely a tourist town though. They cut down a side street for a shortcut to their hostel.
Thirteen got distracted by something in a shop window. He wasn’t sure what, because by the time he noticed she was just behind him, a guy was cutting between them. He was a street hawker, with “I heart Paris” lanyards hung all up one arm. And he was getting in Chase’s face, trying to grab him.
“Woah, there, buddy,” Chase said. “Hands to yourself.” But the guy would not lay off. He wasn’t sure what to do. He was probably gonna get pickpocketed if he did nothing. Or worse, he thought darkly, noticing how the guy was subtly directing him towards a dark alley.
And suddenly Thirteen was there.
She slipped her arm around Chase’s shoulders and said, “My brother and I have to go now.” It was just surprising enough that she scooped him away from the hawker and out into the busy cross-street.
“Thanks.” His voice was breathless with relief.
“Yeah, I did not like where that was going. You okay?”
Chase patted himself down, trying to ignore the way “brother” was rotating around in his head. Even if it didn't last… He frowned appraisingly. “Yeah. I’m great.”
Thirteen grinned and they headed into the hostel together, where their room with its two twin beds was waiting.
They had it down to a routine now, so it only took a moment for them to change and crawl into bed. Thirteen turned out the light, and Chase pulled his soft blanket up to his chest. In the darkness, it felt safe to say things. He played the word brother over and over in his head. He knew it was true. But how often do you get that kind of thing confirmed? “I’m glad we made this trip. Me and you.”
“Me, too.” Her voice was warm.
It had been a hard year, but right here and right now, Chase was so, so happy.
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asteroidtroglodyte · 1 year
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So I was thinking
Ok, so, Santa is a Supernatural Creature, right? We may disagree on the degree of his Inhumanity but he’s definitely not Human.
The ongoing popularity of Santa Baby clearly indicates that more than a few folks fantasize about boning Santa.
Question:
Is Santa Baby a MonsterFucker Anthem?
Please discuss
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18 March 1994 | Oasis makes their TV debut on The Word (Channel 4) with the song slated to be their first single, Supersonic. [source]
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Mark Lawson in The Independent, The Last Word on Trash TV
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Terry Christian in the Observer, Flashback, 21 Feb 2004
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Colm Boohig in JOE, The Supersonic Performance That Catapulted Oasis Into The Mainstream
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j-august · 25 days
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"Philosophy should be approached with irreverence," Farad'n said.
Frank Herbert, Children of Dune
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starfieldcanvas · 4 months
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no atheists in the capitalism foxholes
something about the existential despair that is job hunting starts to make silly "reblog for good luck!" posts look tempting even to a hardcore atheist skeptic
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mumblingsage · 1 year
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Speaking of story research, I came across a short book that was somewhat related to my topic but more especially quite funny: Nikolaas Sintobin’s Jesuits Telling Jokes.
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Mostly because lots of the jokes are astonishing self-roasts:
So a Franciscan, a Dominican, and a Jesuit all died at the same time and go to heaven. The Franciscan is welcomed by Saint Peter and invited to sit for a meal made especially for him by the best cook in heaven. See Peter also welcomes the Dominican, and a whole team of heavenly cooks prepare an excellent dinner for him. Finally it's the Jesuit’s turn to be welcomed by Saint Peter. But this time, it's Jesus himself who is standing at the stove and preparing the meal. The other two are flabbergasted in protest against the Jesuit’s preferential treatment.
St. Peter explains the situation: "We are full of Franciscans and Dominicans here. But he is the very first Jesuit to arrive in heaven.
And another I really relate to:
A Jesuit arrived in Rome and wanted to go to St. Peter's Basilica. He asked a Dominican to show him the way.
“Father,” said the Dominican, “I'm afraid you'll never find it. It's right in front of you.”
And then there’s:
A Greek Orthodox Christian, a Protestant, and a Jesuit were doing archaeological work together in Jerusalem. While digging, they uncovered a gravestone chiseled with the words: here lies Jesus of Nazareth, who claimed to be king of the Jews and was put to death by Pontius Pilate on the Feast of Passover.
Excited by this discovery, they quickly opened the tomb, only to be dumbstruck when they discovered a crucified body inside.
“Oh no,” said the Orthodox scholar, “the Church and all the good things she has done have been based on a fundamental error.”
“Oh dear,” said the Protestant, “the Bible, which is guided me throughout my whole life, is nothing but a pack of lies...”
“Wow,” said the Jesuit, “Jesus actually existed?”
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theratcreature · 2 years
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Happy sunday
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metalshockfinland · 10 days
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IRREVERENCE Release New Album "Forsaken"
IRREVERENCE are just finishing their European tour, in support of their new album “Forsaken”, released on April 1st. IRREVERENCE was founded in 1995 by Riccardo Paioro, which found in Davide Firinu the right person to start the project. The band took advantage of the difficult period due to the pandemic and the consequent scarcity of live shows to compose new music. This resulted in what is the…
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emmaklee · 9 months
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watch out Jesus can get down now
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natp20 · 4 days
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i don't know what it is about the fantasy high setting that drives me completely insane. the mall has an ice cream parlour owned by a djinn and a strudel place with direct supply from the strudel dimension. your gnome parents modified the lawnmower to have fun with their new "friends." death means nothing if you've got your spells prepared. generational curses that make your life miserable recognize that you're not the stepdad, you're the dad that stepped up. we wanted something else from our god, so we made her into something else. your wizard principal is on a time travel roadtrip with his half-phoenix daughter and spent an obscene amount of money on a jet ski. there's a strudel dimension.
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dvhcomics · 1 year
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pocketgalaxies · 6 months
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C1E70 || C3E66
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tabernacleheart · 2 years
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[Uzzah] died by the Ark of God; directly, upon the spot... he died by the immediate hand of God, in token of His displeasure: and this shows that it is dangerous in matters of worship to act contrary to the command of God, even in things that may seem small and trivial; and though what may be done may be done with a good intention, as this was, yet that will not excuse the sin; nor are those who are the most forward and zealous in religious matters exempted from marks of God's displeasure when they go wrong. [The Israelites historically had fickle hearts;] if these breaches of the divine ordinances had been left unpunished, the lessons they were intended to teach might have been neglected. Uzzah’s death was necessary for a solemn warning to David and the people. By this severe stroke upon the first violation of the law, God impressed a dread upon the hearts of men, and gave a sanction to His commands that no man should attempt upon any pretence whatever, to act in defiance of his Law, or boldly to dispense with what God has established.
John Gill & Bishop Sanderson; Consolidated Commentary on 2 Samuel 6:7
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starfieldcanvas · 2 years
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The irony of that Marx quote is that almost every principled Marxist I’ve met lives a somewhat anhedonic lifestyle, because living a life of pleasure is considered inherently bourgeois. We all know how much of hedonism is always at the expense of someone much poorer than you, at the very least in a third world country if not locally. Happy Labor Day!
Well, it was a quote from Marx himself. Marx was not a "principled Marxist" any more than Jesus was a devout Christian. Ironic? Perhaps. Or perhaps it's just a predictable aspect of a man becoming a mythological figure.
Happy Labor Day, anon! I hope you ate well and enjoyed yourself heartily.
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zanephillips · 1 year
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Colin Donnell in Irreverent 1x02
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