#just put the flag for reference..

[sunnibits]

traced over a still from cider with rosie. made it into izzy. please appreciate it. *throws the image file at your head*

#TAKE IT. enjoy it. revel in it. you’re welcome. #(if you recognized the reference image for this art immediately upon seeing it you may be entitled to financial compensation) #izzy hands #ofmd #our flag means death #art #my art #ohhhh my god I put way more effort into this than I intended to originally GSHHSS #first I just traced over it then I was like ohhh let’s color it and ohhhh let’s add a TINY bit of shading #then I just blacked out and when I woke up I had rendered over the entire layer idk what to tell you

[godw0ntletmedie]

Head empty, no thoughts, only sad baby girl

#our flag means death #ofmd fanart #edward teach #blackbeard #ofmd edward teach #my art #consistent artstyle? Haven't heard of her. #Also ummm I have thought about this before but it just hit me again when finding references for this pic that #Ed isn't wearing a shirt under the robe?? #he actually took his shirt off before putting the robe on and I just #is it because he wants to seek comfort in the softness of silk against skin? #and he wants something that belonged to Stede to touch his skin #i'm rambling #in my defense it is almost 3 am

[whilomm]

liking the aesthetics of manly man stuff but trying not to buy from right wing MRA 4channers

#LISTEN I KNOW YALL MIGHT NOT WANAN HAVE A THING ON UR ABOUT PAGE EXPLICITLY DETAILING YOUR POLITICS #BUT COULD U PLEASE CONSIDER HAVING LIKE. ONE GAY SOAP TO SIGNAL. OR ST. #im just fucken. analyzing ur posts.....is this too patriotic? is this a subtle reference to 4chan soyboy conspiracy theories?? #come on it would even be fitting like #okay sudsy bear if ur chill consider putting out a rainbow soap called 'bear soap (the gay kind)' its a good name #just godddd this is always. a prolem. #oh i wanna buy knives. spend 20 mjnutes digging to find out oh yeah they also sell. nazi knives. confederate flags. #i wanna buy cosmetics. oh wow thank u for having NO ESTROGENICS #to be clear im not explicitly accussing all of these sites of being MRA 4chsnners magas #(well the knife sites i am they make it. somewhat obvious.) #but seeing them talk about ohhh soy is BAD FOR MEN makes me say. ah hm so like. howww deep are u..into that. #did u just hear the psudeoscience and accept it w/o question or liiike. are u Deep Into It. #do u think theyre putting chemcials in the water to make the freskin frogs gay #anyway i dont expect them to like go all out or anything but one lil hint 'oh btw im chill i just enjoy knives/soap/tacticool stuff' #like a funny morale patch w a communist meme or a gay soap #not that that Proves Anything just ya kno. if all i have to go on is them having a couple too many american flags that would be enough to #say ehhhhh sure #buzzy

[gearbroth]

Atlas

#time to find out if tumblr flags me for this hkjdga #ironstar gordon #tf2 space au #space au #drawpile #fallen angel art prompt #<- tis that painting for reference if its not known #star's not really this shredded hdsakjdf i just liked how the abs turned out so i didnt soften them more x'D #theyre a transmutable alien he can look however he wants so u3u #viable excuse sdhfkjds anyway dies #artistic nudity #tw: nudity #idk ?Aa/sdsdf?? #myart #edit: I PUT A TYPO IN THE TITLE AND NO ONE TOLD ME AHSDJKDFSDFS

[ceo-revenge]

this flopped the first time I posted it and I deleted out of embarrassment / fear but I’m not that person anymore

I think sudsy roach deserves a chance 🫧

the en suite

26 hours on procreate

#to be fair I could have put more effort into their faces but the reference pic was so grainy and I was just about at the end of my rope #I like the lighting at least #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd art #my art #ofmd fanart #stede bonnet #black pete #lucius ofmd #roach ofmd #crew of the revenge

[cherryhighland]

Clear glass slime girl with a rainbow pony deco! Gave her an optional mason jar lid hat because I think it’s cute :3

(Click images for better resolution, tumblr f’d these especially hard)

#my art #slime babe saga #10.22.2023 #ocs #artists on tumblr #original design #original character #slime girl #monster girls #Yes this is the rainbow dash mlp jar reference #am I allowed to tag this as pony c*mjar or will that get it flagged? #I’m gonna be real I do NOT have a good excuse for this one I just thought it would be cursed #I started this a literal YEAR ago and just now finished it #I’ll be putting an. alt. version. up on FA soon hopefully

[gaypiratepropaganda]

so guys, if you want to get the barnacles off a ship you need scuba gear or you need to careen it. barnacles can slow you down, but there’s no point scraping off the ones above the water line because they have no effect on anything unless your boat suddenly gets a lot heavier. scuba gear wasn’t invented yet, so scraping barnacles was more like a punishment or hazing for the cabin boys than an actual job. It’s dangerous, not very useful, and it cuts up your hands.

I’ve seen people thinking that Izzy was mad because they weren’t working, because they were “fucking in the breakroom,” or because Lucius is a slut. the ship is where they work, yes, but it’s also where they live. there aren’t a lot of private places. where were they supposed to do it? In the jam room? whoever had the night watch is probably sleeping in there.

Why doesn’t he punish Pete as well? because it was a whole thing back then (and now sometimes) that bottom=feminine=submissive=bad. If you’re the one doing the penetrating, you maintain your masculinity. If you take “the woman’s role,” you’re basically a woman and therefore inferior and kind of gross. pretty sure Lucius was sucking Pete's dick. Izzy was just mad that Lucius was being feminine and gay in his own home so he gave him a bullshit job as punishment. 

#that's also why he freaks out when he hears them in the run me through scene #it sounds like ed is being penetrated #because he is but you know what i mean #he can't have ed being emasculated #not his favourite leather daddy #our flag means death #lucius spriggs #black pete #izzy hands #ed teach #haha i wrote this a few days ago and put it in my drafts #and just now i saw someone else talking about similar things #so im posting it #hope it makes sense #reference #history

[toothpaste-for-the-skin]

Sorry about the lack of Iotaposting here’s uh a picture of their apartment

#I’m not putting this in the main tags lmao #it’s very #‘guys really live in apartments like this and don’t see any issue’ #the Australian flag is a reference to that one mlp comic where fluttershy goes to RD’s apartment and it’s just like a tv and #a flag of the phillipines #plus a sleeping bag #ramblings #shitpost lol #oc lore #(?) #also hi Agent 4

[compulsiveobsessing]

person whose gender was so directly influenced by reading about historical afab people who dressed as and lived as men that they fantasized about doing the same: idk what if im cis and faking this for attention

#charlie parkhurst and mark/mary read #*referring to going about not being perceived as a girl* 'wow I wanna do that' #and then I just put those feelings on the back burner for years #do the ac black flag developers know they transed my gender

[cats-in-the-clouds]

it’s all been said before but the whole pronouns thing for some people is getting so ridiculous it’s honestly just sad

#just saw a TIF post ‘i’ve decided that in addition to he/they i am now interested in ‘he/they/she. but just as a spicy little extra #only on rare occasion for fun. but please don’t ONLY use she/her for me if you use that please switch it up from time to time!’ #like girl can’t you see how meaningless this all is. it’s a consumerist hobby to you it’s a game of playing with masks for fun #it’s literally just about playing pretend and getting excited when your friends play along. it’s a bit #but actors get uncomfortable when the topic lingers on the truth for too long. they’re cool with dancing around it sometimes #but they don’t like being unmasked openly because they don’t like their true selves they like having a persona #this whole trans thing is so insanely dangerous people are straight up encouraging personality disorder type behavior #or like. when people who ‘use multiple pronoun sets’ post stuff like ‘i wish people would actually bother to switch it up sometimes #or use he or she instead of always just they :/‘ like yeah people are avoiding saying anything real because they’re afraid of upsetting you #and catching you on a bad day where that’s not right #or like. they’d prefer a consistent approach to language at the very least instead of fulfilling your ever-changing fantasies #because you can’t make up your mind because you always need more and more attention and can’t just be satisfied with yourself #literally i can remember my own experience with this thing wasn’t ‘maybe i’m actually not a girl’ (this is almost never it) #it was ‘maybe it would be fun to go she/they and put a non-binary flag in my icon and reblog all these cool posts about being trans’ #’it looks like it would be a lot of fun to get in on this cool thing and be someone special and have a secret identity in real life’ #it is so much fun to play pretend. and it is so damaging to act like these intrusive thoughts actually mean anything about your gender #bc when you spend too much time on the internet and start entertaining the idea of being someone else #it starts to feel weird when people irl refer to you as who you are with all relevant gendered language #dysphoria is being manufactured by overthinking about things while having ideas flow into your mind by a constant social media stream #for a whole generation of people online it is almost never an actual natural thing

[youturningintodust]

I’m sick of the fact that just being this person causes us to immediately be viewed as less innocent, or incapable of ever being innocent in the first place.

I don’t want to go home to some partner who is supposed to be safe for me, who instead views me in the same way, and has a fetish about being with someone as supposedly un-innocent as me.

…

It’s why we struggle to get respect in society or work. It’s why we aren’t trusted around our own kids, or in teaching or care jobs. It’s why if a more-feminine/not-butch woman sexually harasses or even abuses a butch, they will likely believe that it was the butch that did it and not her, purely based on our looks alone.

We’re treated as men-lite when it comes to being seen as predators, but ugly, weird women when it comes to receiving sexism and misogynistic abuses from men, risking physical danger, etc.

Why the FUCK would I ever want to tolerate being even further harmed and traumatized by gender conforming cis people? In the way that living with a fetishizing partner AUTOMATICALLY WOULD?

What the hell. Why can’t gender conforming cis people ever stop and consider our actual needs and experiences for once, rather than being this disgustingly selfish?

No, I’m not your fetish, and I don’t want to be any part of it.

…

Is it too much to ask? I just want a grown adult woman who wants a butch/femme relationship and can respect herself and me as equals. That’s it. None of these power games.

Especially not when it’s they who are the ones who ACTUALLY have the societal power and are higher in the hierarchy than us, for being gender conforming when we literally are unable to be.

The reversal insults all of our lived experience, and is a MAJOR slap in the face! No, we are not big scary power figures. Or cis man stand-ins. YOU are the cis gender conforming person in the room. Remember your privilege and have some respect for what it means.

…

Brandon Teena was assaulted and killed by cis men for the so-called crime of being himself, someone known to be afab and look and live masculinely, and with a feminine woman. We put ourselves into great danger just to be not just who we are, but just to be with you. Respect that danger by not framing us AS the danger. The vulnerability of our position deserves the space and decency to be remembered and understood.

Context MATTERS. Spare us your BS.

It feels like both abusive exploitation and some weird enjoyment of lies. It’s a lie that we’re more societally powerful in some way and yet they are so attracted to roleplaying it with us. Just. Ugh. WTF.

Why would roleplaying a lie that doesn’t exist help me? Some BDSM fantasy shit doesn’t change real-world power. It just reminds me indirectly of the harsh reality that actually is. And what I could go through IRL just for living. No, it doesn’t make me feel macho and tough, pride in my masculinity, or whatever. Only softness and kindness can really, meaningfully do that.

But that doesn’t get their callous selves off.

#if you functionally live as a feminine cis woman in public regardless of your labels and you are not butch nb or masculine. this means you. #referring to the last post #i don’t care to tag this one but i wanted people to see the other one because some people need that wake up call #i’m tired #i spent my childhood being viewed as a cis girl by others and while that hurt it also meant benefit of the doubt and innocence #i will never be over this shit #no one deserves to be viewed as less innocent or not innocent at all just by default #let alone to have others get off to that idea #i consider this a red flag and i will not go near someone who thinks like this #it’s also tied up with women who were raised to ~let a man lead~ in all ways like always making the move and ordering for them and shit #i’ve had women approach me clearly wanting that and acting like a puppy or something and it makes me sick. get therapy for your trauma. #i just want a grown adult woman who wants a butch femme relationship and can respect herself and me as equals. that’s it. #none of these weird power games. #edit: putting that in the post and expanding on this a bit actually

[inkskinned]

yesterday while feverish i wrote about how boats can moor next to each other like pigeons, cooing with the gentle rap of water against their hull. you once said that that the way i see things - birds in the water, feathers in marina paint - was "childish and naive." you said i'd been misdiagnosed - "it can't all be adhd. you might be just kind of stupid and lazy."

i still do certain things like how you taught me - turn the pillow case inside out before putting it on. drive defensively. hate myself entirely.

the prompt for this poem is "mahler's fifth." i wish it wasn't, but mahler's fifth was our song. it ended up in my book. every person that knows your name has promised me they'll give you one swift rabbit punch, right to the face. dean read the book and showed up on my front porch, drenched in sweat from running the 8 miles at 4 in the morning. he was shaking. pacifist and gentle - he works with children - i'd never seen him furious. a punch isn't going to do it, he said, and then said i'm sorry. i had to come to see if you were okay.

mahler's fifth was mine first, like my girlhood. i like the way each movement piles onto the next movement, each instrument bleeding into the next. i like the horn version the best. before i met you, i danced to it on grass still-wet from sprinklers.

later you would tell me that the way you heard it was somehow better. you understood something in it that i couldn't quite wrap my fingers into. once, on our anniversary, you asked the classical music radio station to play it for us. we missed hearing it because we were fighting. one of the things people get wrong about abuse is that sometimes victims are, like, brutally aware of the stupidity of our situation. what do you mean that you thought i wasn't good enough for you? you? you're just... nothing.

sometimes people can pull the poetry out of your life. i watched my words become clothesline, and then thin out into kite twine. i watched you chew through every good syllable of me. so many good songs and places and moments were ruined. i am glad you didn't like most of my music - less to tie back to you.

but still mahler's fifth. the music swells, and i am 21 and throwing up in a bathroom on my birthday. a woman i will later refer to as lesbian jesus runs a cool hand down my back, her perfect pantsuit starch-pressed. she told me to leave you. she said - and this is true, and not an invention of rhyme or fantasy - i'm you from the future.

i am 22, and i got home from an award ceremony, and i remember you telling me - you act so proud of yourself when you're actually so fucking embarrassing. i took you to disney world. you took my virginity. i gave up visiting spain for a week with my family - i instead choose you, to spend the time just-cuddling. you called it "our fuck week." the music swells. it probably should have been a red flag that for about 3 years - i just gave up on crying. my grandfather died and you said nothing. my uncle died and you ghosted me for 3 weeks. you said i need to protect myself from your ongoing tragedy.

every so often i come back to the memory of one of our last afternoons in person. i had just told you that i wasn't going to law school, despite the free ride - i was going to join a creative writing program. master's in fine arts. i was going to finally do it - i was going to follow my dreams. this blog was already internet-famous. however reluctantly, i would occasionally refer to myself as a poet. i got into umass amherst's writing program for fiction authors. it is one of the the top 5 programs in the country.

wait are you seriously considering actually attending that? dumbfounded, you turned completely towards me in your seat. for the 3rd time in our relationship, you almost crashed the car. you actually want to be a writer?

the first time i went viral, it was for a poem i wrote about you:

he wants to say i love you but keeps it to goodnight because love will take some falling and she's afraid of heights.

every time i see that, i want to throw up. you weren't in love with me, you were in love with the control you had over me. a little truth though: i am afraid of heights. you caught a rabbitgirl and skinned her alive.

mahler's fifth still makes me sick.

give me that back. give me back music. give me back everything i had before you. give me back fearlessness. give me back bravery. give me back a scarless body.

give me back what you took from me.

#nosebleed club #sorry stephen not ur fault #just like. thinking #writeblr #spilled ink #warm up #every time nat is like - oh let me get that for u #im like .... this is a trick right like ur gonna be mean now bc u did something nice rn #so obviously if ur being nice now either u did something mean and im about to learn about it #or you're going to BE mean #or ur gonna hold this over my head forever and i'll never get a nice thing ever again? #and every time nat is like .... babe i just actually like u #lesbian jesus story is 100% real btw. she also told me not to be an event planner #literally changed the shape of my life

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Peter Anderson: Hi, my name is Peter Anderson. I'm from Peter Anderson Studio and we created the title sequence to Good Omens Season Two. So this scene is quite literally a continuation from Season One.

An interesting detail with this scene is the fly. The fly is significant because it stores Gabriel's memory.

Gabriel is hidden in every scene. This is the first time we see it.

This goat is half bird, half goat, representing a mistake in a moment of transformation.

In the pickled herring barrel, we have literally red herrings sticking out.

A lot of the gravestones have hidden engravings, easter eggs, all written by Neil.

[This one says: HERE LIES THE FORMER SHELL OF BEELZEBUB referncing Beelzebub having a new face in S2 :), another ones are: EVERYDAY, JANE AUSTEN, Here lies ADAM (the Adam from Adam and Eve is meant)]

Another hidden Gabriel.

Our same character that was trying to escape Hell in Season One titles is also trying to escape here, moving in the opposite direction to the rest of the procession. Except this time he's apprehended and dragged back into the procession.

Our Hell spider from episode four makes a little appearance in the background here.

Can you tell where the bus is going? Director Douglas McKinnon selected Powell and Pressburger's Stairway to Heaven to put on the billboard.

Another thing to note here is the type is all handmade specifically for Good Omens. The Alphabet only exists within the show.

The big floating turnip is a nod to Azirafel's magic tricks.

The Ladies of Camelot poster we pulled from the show.

We added plaques to the back of the chairs and Neil chose who to honour.

[There are: A TALE OF TWO CITIES by CHARLES DICKENS, PRIDE AND PREJUDICE by JANE AUSTEN, THE CROW ROAD by IAIN BANKS (twice!) and GOOD OMENS by TERRY PRATCHETT (Neil missing for some reason :) <3)]

Saraqael made an appearance from Heaven.

Our Space is back from Season One. Aziraphale and Crowley are having a little dance here. A moment of flirtation. There's a tiny planet in the middle that comes into existence at this moment.

Our Scottish tartan hills make an appearance here.

The aeroplane and the airline is a little bit of a clue here.

[THY KINGDOM AIRWAYS 👀]

It's raining love hearts in reference to Aziraphale's attempt at making Maggie and Nina fall in love.

Here are elevators to Heaven and Hell. A wee thing to spot. Here is Gabriel in the lift arriving from Heaven.

We've updated our flags to reference some of the plotlines in Season Two. For example, The Second Coming.

The movie poster artwork changes every week, representing the episode plotlines and the minisodes. We made the posters to look like the time period and in this case we've got a Good Omens version of Buddy Holly.

[The posters are:]

In the snack bar some of our popcorn is actually communion wafers.

There are specific characters from Season One in the boxes watching the movie as the procession goes by. This includes some of our original concept art from Season One.

The duck playing the accordion is from a newspaper headline that someone is reading in The Dirty Donkey from one of the episodes.

[this is also from the Good Omens book :): "Daily Mail. 'Letter From America.' Um, August the third," said Newt. "Just after the story about the woman in Worms, Nebraska, who taught her duck to play the accordion."]

Each episode is showing a new movie on the screen, each one selected by Douglas, and has clues about what's to come.

The season one phone box tumbles in the background.

The big mountain is made of all the ingredients from Season Two and a couple of remnants from Season One. We are heading towards the biggest Easter Egg, which is the lift. We're heading towards the Second Coming..

#good omens #perer anderson #peter anderson studio #bts #opening title #s2 opening title #fun fact #second coming #kingdom thy airways #duck playing accordion #videos #bts videos #easter eggs

[freebreadmoon]

is there anyway you can write a cute, fluffy little story for Walker Scobell?

YES OMG I HAVENT BEEN ACTIVE BC I HAVE MIDTERMS

warnings: fluff, reader plays annabeth (i love leah dont come for me), no use of y/n, reader and walker aren’t dating but are obvi crushing

requests are open!!

You and Walker were filming a buzzfeed puppy interview, sitting in the middle of the floor.

Walker sat with his legs crisscrossed, smiling wide at the brown spotted dog that nuzzled his leg. “Is it on? Oh, hi, I’m Walker Scobell, and I play Percy Jackson.”

“Hi,” you introduced yourself, “I play Annabeth Chase,” you picked up the fluffy fured black one that was by your foot, “and your watching buzzfeed!” You put a thumbs up at the camera, earning a laugh from the boy beside you.

“Wait I wanted to say it, I’m literally the main character—“

“But I’m the best character. Walker, you can say it at Vanity Fair.” He rolled his eyes at you, smiling slightly.

“Okay, moving on! um…what’s the question? What was your favorite scene to film…um…oh thats a hard one. I’m gonna say…either the fight with the Ares kids in capture the flag, or falling out of the arch. The harness thing was annoying to put on, but the other parts were fun.” Walker was only half paying attention, preoccupied by the dogs.

“I think the tunnel of love scene, or the one where Annabeth pushes Percy in the water, ‘cause I got to push Walker really hard.” You glanced at him, watching the smile curl onto his face.

“Yeah. We did like 15 takes of that because she kept laughing.” Walker laughed, shaking his head. “Actually, she laughed a lot. We had to retake lots of stuff ‘cause of her, especially the tunnel of love scene. The boat flipped and she wouldn’t stop laughing.” He shifted closer to you, messing with the puppy you’re holding.

“Oh! the next question…what’s your opinion on each other? Um…walker is the best blonde dude ever i think. like he’s literally my kid i swear, and he was honestly the best choice for percy. i think he’s the reason i even got to be annabeth, im really greatful for him. Aryan is super sweet and cool, he’s my best best friend, we do the stupidest things together, and I can’t imagine a world we aren’t honorary siblings.” You scratched behind a puppy’s ear, letting it lick you.

“Well I was just gonna say you’re awesome but…I guess I think we make a great team on-screen as well as off-screen. She’s a true friend. If it weren't for her, I don't know what I'd do, y'know? She’s like my very own real life Annabeth." He glanced up at you subtly, wanting to gauge your reaction, smiling in victory when he noticed the red tint to your cheeks.

“The…the next one says, how do you feel about fan support? is it overwhelming? Well, my answer is yes, sometimes. Especially with people who are really like into the book to the point where they hated the casting over looks.” You had started to speak a lot quieter as Walker drifted closer, trying to get the puppy off your lap.

“I don’t think much of it.” Walker shurgs. “Only really the edits that I see anyway, those are fun.” He smiles encouragingly at you , finally meeting your eyes.

“…Yeah. The edits.” You smile at him, referring to the ship edits. You’d talked about it in multiple interviews, and you had a favorites folder for them on Tiktok. You raised an eyebrow at Walker, who continued to move closer until his head was on your lap, giggling softly and starting pet his hair like you did the puppys fur.

“Okay, last question…have there been any memorable moments on set? Um…probably when i first met her. I just got the feeling she was gonna be Annabeth, she gave me this ‘what is he doing?’ Look, and it just clicked.” He stayed with his head on your lap, turning so his head is on your stomach when puppies come and attack him with licks.

“They think you’re one of them!” You push him off a little so the puppies can get to him. “And my answer…um…I think when Walker gave me the piece of banana that was in my hair in the show. He kinda just tied it in and left my set trailer, and it stuck. So if you guys wondered what the weird blue fabric in Annabeth’s hair was, it was not in fact a design choice, it was a Percy choice.” You turn so the camera can see the small braid in your hair with the bandanna piece at the end.

“And Percy’s got one too, if you look hard enough.” He lifts one of his feet, showing the vans he wore during filming, and the flimsy piece of bandanna tied through his top shoe hole. You shake your head, laughing at his insistence in staying with his head in your lap.

While you layed on his bed, you scrolled through your fyp, stopping when you see the familiar scene of you two in the buzzfeed room, with his head in your lap. Nodding your head to the song in the edit as you scrolled through the comments.

“IRL percabeth?” He questioned from beside you. You looked at him, not realizing he had started paying attention to you, jumping to get your phone from him.

“No, I’m commenting! And reposting!” He laughed, rolling away from you. You got off the bed behind him, giving up taking the phone and blinking when he simply commented ‘real’.

“Well, so much for ‘it’ll blow over’.” You rolled your eyes, knowing the dating allegations will only get worse after this. Walker smiled triumphantly, waiting for the responses to come in.

taglist: @persassyxo @diorlorenzo @ilovewalkerscobell @paytonthereader @platypusbearrr @kissatelier @riptidelor

#percy jackson #annabeth chase #x reader #walker scobell #grover underwood #percy jackson x reader #walker scobell x reader

[creature-wizard]

Is the spiritual person a conspiracy theorist? A list of red flags

They talk about a shadowy group of people supposedly manipulating everything behind the scenes. They might refer to them by terms such as globalists, bankers, international bankers, secret rulers of the world, the elite, the cabal, Kabbalists, Talmudists, satanists, satanic pedophiles, pedophiles, generational satanists, satanic bloodlines, the Illuminati, the Babylonian Brotherhood, lizard people, Reptilians, Orions, regressives, regressive entities, Khazarians, Marxists, cultural Marxists, or leftists. Sometimes, very rarely, they'll just come right out and say "Jews."

They claim that the conspiracy has been working to conceal historical and spiritual truths from humanity.

They claim that the conspiracy uses stuff like food, entertainment, and medicine to control the masses. For example, "additives in food suppress our psychic abilities" or "Hollywood films contain subliminal messages" or "COVID vaccines were actually created to alter your DNA to make you more docile."

Also, claims that the conspiracy controls people via spiritual or technological implants, 5G, or alter programming, with or without explicit mention of Project Monarch (a conspiracy theory promoted by far right cranks such as Mark Philips and Fritz Springmeier, who used hypnosis to respectively convince Cathy O'Brien and Cisco Wheeler that they'd been put under mind control by a global satanic conspiracy).

They claim that this conspiracy is controlling the media, has fingers in every institution they disagree with, and is generally behind everything they disagree with. (EG, the conspiracy created the Catholic Church; that other New Ager they disagree with is actually controlled opposition, etc.)

They claim that the conspiracy is trying to keep people in fear.

They claim that the conspiracy harvests something from people. Blood and adrenochrome are common ones. Loosh is somewhat less common. Expect to see something else pop up eventually.

They claim that the conspiracy practices genetic engineering; EG, creating animal/human hybrids, using vaccines to genetically sever people's connection to God, etc.

They claim that true spiritual wisdom can be traced back to places like Atlantis, Lemuria, or Mu.

They claim that world governments have secretly been in contact with extraterrestrials for years.

They appeal to known frauds and cranks, including but not limited to Erich Von Daniken, Zechariah Sitchin, David Icke, David Wilcock, Graham Hancock, Jaime Maussan, Bob Lazar, Steven Greer, Richard C. Hoagland, Fritz Springmeier, and Drunvalo Melchizedek.

Appeals to forged documents, including but not limited to the alleged diary of Admiral Richard Byrd, The Emerald Tablets of Thoth the Atlantean, and The Urantia Book.

Appeals to channeled information, such as that provided by Edgar Cayce, Carla Rueckert, or George Van Tassel.

"But all of this has to come from somewhere, doesn't it?"

Oh, it all comes from somewhere, all right, but the where isn't what most people imagine.

A lot of the stuff above is just a modern spin on the content of The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion, a Russian hoax created to justify violence against Russian Jews. The Protocols itself was plagiarized from a political satire and incorporated a lot of the post-French Revolution conspiracy theories about Freemasons and Jews being behind the French Revolution. I wrote a summary of the conspiracy tropes found in The Protocols over here.

The stuff about Satanic sacrifices and the consumption of blood, adrenochrome, loosh, or whatever are simply just variations on blood libel, an antisemitic conspiracy theory that claims Jews practice ritual cannibalism. Blood libel can be traced back to ancient Greece. (With the Greek version, I really can't help but notice the similarity to modern urban legends of gangsters kidnapping random people for initiation rituals.)

Many of these tropes can also be linked back to the early modern witch hunts. It was believed that witches sacrificed babies to Satan, practiced cannibalism, and put people under mind control by way of diabolical magic. It was also believed that some witches didn't even know they were witches; they'd go off to attend the Devil's Sabbath at night and come back in the morning without remembering a thing. In the late 20th century, this witch hunter's canard would be reinvented as the alter programming conspiracy theory when media such as the 1973 book Sibyl and its 1976 television adaptation put DID (note: the woman who inspired Sibyl did not have DID) into the public consciousness. For a more complete list of witch panic and blood libel tropes, I wrote a list over here.

Lemuria was a hypothetical landmass proposed to explain the presence of lemur fossils in Madagascar and India while being absent in continental Africa and the rest of Asia, because if lemurs evolved naturally, they wouldn't be in two separate places with no connection to each other. The discovery that India and Madagascar were once connected not only made the hypothesis obsolete, it precludes the existence of Lemuria.

The whole notion of Mu began with a horrendous mistranslation of the Troano manuscript. A man named Augustus Le Plongeon would link the mistranslation with the story of Atlantis, and use it to claim that Atlantis actually existed in the Americas. (For Plongeon, Mu and Atlantis were one and the same.) And then other people (like James Churchward) got their hands on the whole Mu thing, and put their own spins on it, and the rest is history.

Le Plongeon's ideas influence modern Atlantis mythology today; EG, the idea that it was in the Americas. Another guy who helped shape the modern Atlantis myth was Ignatius L. Donnelly, an American politician. Dude claimed that Atlanteans spread their oh-so-superior culture far and wide. He also claimed that Atlantis was the home of the Aryan people, because of course he did.

The idea that all of the world's wisdom can be traced back to Thoth/Hermes goes back to Hermeticism, a product of Greco-Egyptian syncretism. Hermeticism produced a fascinating body of mythology and an interesting way to consider the divine and its role in shaping human history, but that doesn't mean it was right. And the Emerald Tablets of Thoth the Atlantean is a modern text that has fuck-all to do with ancient Hermeticism and more to do with HP Lovecraft.

This idea that the conspiracy uses pharmaceutical drugs and vaccines for evil also has roots in Nazi Germany. The Nazi government, wanting to reserve real medicine for their soldiers, told the general populace that said medicine was the product of evil Jewish science and prescribed alternative healing modalities instead. (Said alternative healing modalities did not particularly work.) It also echoes the old conspiracy theories about Jews spreading the Black Death by poisoning wells.

The idea that the conspiracy uses genetic manipulation to create subhuman beings or sever humanity from the divine is a permutation of the Nazi conspiracy theory that Jews are trying to destroy the white race through race mixing. The idea of evil reptilian DNA goes back to the ancient serpent seed doctrine, which is indeed old, but no less pure hateful nonsense for it.

"But there's got to be somebody up to something rotten out there!"

Oh sure. But these people aren't skulking around in the shadows. They're acting pretty openly.

The Heritage Foundation has been working to push this country into Christofascism since the early 1970's. They're the ones responsible for the rise of the Moral Majority and the election of Ronald Reagan. They're also the ones behind Project 2025, which intends to bring us deeper into Christofascism. (Among many other horrible things, they intend to outlaw trans people as "pornographic.")

The Seven Mountains Mandate is another movement pushing for Christofascism. They intend to seize the "seven spheres" of society, which include education, religion, family, business, government/military, arts/entertainment, and media.

There's also the ghoulish American Evangelicals who support Israel because they think that current events are going to bring about the Second Coming of Jesus and cement the formation of a global Christofascist empire. Don't let their apparent support of Jews fool you - they believe that the good Jews will become Christians and the bad ones will go to hell.

All of these people are working toward monstrously horrific goals, but none of them are part of an ancient megaconspiracy. In fact, these are the kinds of people pushing the myth of the ancient megaconspiracy. From the witch hunts to Nazi Germany to the American Evangelical movement, if history has taught us anything, the people pushing the conspiracy theories are always the bad guys.

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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐖𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐫

Clarisse la Rue x fem!demigod!reader

summary: your fighting lessons with clarisse are getting put to the test in a game of capture the flag. you just wished you didn't have to fight her

a/n: there's gonna be a prequel of their lessons together and maybe more parts after. this is my first work, i hope you all enjoy!

warnings: slight enemies to lovers, NICKNAMES!! (princess), clarisse falling for the reader HARD at the end

wc: 1.1k

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"I can't do this," you exclaimed, looking between Annabeth and Luke. They shared a sympathetic glance at your revelation. You were close friends with Luke and Annabeth and, you trusted them with all your heart. But at this moment, you were starting to regret agreeing to participate in Annabeth's so-called master plan. 

Annabeth let out a sigh. "Don't worry, just follow the plan." 

You gave an exasperated look. "You mean the plan where I distract the Clarisse? The most feared prettiest person at this camp?" you emphasized. 

"Is someone talking about me?" Speak of the devil, you thought. You rolled your eyes, turning around to face the one and only Clarrise la Rue. Her mouth lifted into a smirk, and her eyes crinkled in satisfaction at your displeased expression. "Didn't know you were such a fan princess," she chuckled.

"Still not a fan of that nickname la Rue," you snapped back.

Her eyes were trained on yours, not even sparring a glance at Luke and Annabeth behind you. "I'll see you on the battlefield, princess."

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You had wandered the forest, wishing this game would be over. Your eyes darted across your surroundings at any sudden noise you had heard. You were hoping for an uneventful Capture the Flag, not wanting to get hurt. However, luck wasn't on your side today as you didn’t expect to end up with Clarisse La Rue pointing a spear at you. 

“Where’s your little friend?” She sneered, referring to Percy Jackson, the newest camper at Camp Half-Blood. Since his arrival, she had taken a distaste for him.

Your eyes narrowed in response. "Why do you care?" you questioned, reaching for your sword. 

Clarisse's grip on her spear tightened. "I just want to have a simple chat with him." She growled, stalking closer like a predator and their prey. "Where is he," she pressed.

You scoffed at her tempered response. "There's no way in hell, I'm telling you, Clarisse." For a moment, her eyes softened as her name left your lips.

She raised her spear, "Then you leave me no choice," she snarled. Taking a step towards you, "Get out of my way, princess," she warned. The nickname made the butterflies in your stomach flutter for a moment. Not now, you thought in your head, you have a job to do. 

You raised your sword in response, praying she wouldn't be able to hear the falter in your voice. "Bring it."

The spear twirled in her grip in a practiced motion, and she lunged suddenly. Her blade shot forward with a blinding speed, aiming for your head. 

Your eyes widened at her ruthlessness, "Are you trying to kill me?" 

She smirked, "Don't take it personally, princess." Her eyes searched your face, "I just have a job to do."

You stepped back, dodging her quick attacks as if it was instinct. Your sword clashed with her spear, startling both parties. 

Clarisse was knocked back slightly, and she grunted as her spear jarred in her hand. "Good," She breathed, her face tight with cold focus as she readied another attack, "At least you're not completely useless." The spear came forward once more, aiming for a blow to your stomach.

"Well, I had a decent teacher," you playfully grinned, referring to your lessons together.

Your lessons together... Clarisse thought, and a smile crept onto her face, her spear missing you by only inches as you managed to dodge out of the way.

"I taught you well," the daughter of Ares replied, her tone smug. She launched the weapon again with a forward thrust aimed at your chest.

"Yeah," you replied. "Thought I'd put those skills to good use."

"Good use?" Clarisse smirked before she attacked once more. 

Clarisse was confident, cocky even. She was an experienced warrior. She knew she could defeat everyone, especially you, who had only just received a few lessons from her.

She came at you with another strike of the spear, hoping to end the fight quickly, secretly not wanting you to get injured. 

"You're not gonna win this battle princess. Remember, I'm the one who taught you everything you know."

You rolled your eyes at her, "We'll see about that." The comment pushed you to take the offensive, swinging your sword in an attempt to disarm her. 

Clarisse tsked as she was able to deflect the strike with the edge of her spear, though it left a small dent in the metal tip. 

She chuckled and then countered with a series of stabs towards your heart, all of which you deflected as well.

"Pretty good," She said, her smile widening. As arrogant as she was, she was proud of your skills in battle, too. She had spent some much-needed time teaching you her methods, and there had been immense improvements in your skills on the battlefield. 

You couldn't stop the blush that appeared on your cheeks at the compliment. I can't get distracted at a time like this you thought.

Clarisse noted the pink that crept on your cheeks for a moment before her attention was focused on the spear in her hand. 

She was enjoying herself in this fight, a lot more than she thought she would. There was no rush, no feeling that she needed to finish this fight quickly. She was having fun, the same kind of fun that she had the last time you guys were in combat together.

"You've gotten better, you know," She muttered as she continued attacking you again, not letting you have the chance to catch your breath.

"Thanks," you reply hastily. Your mind drifts to what Annabeth told you before the game started. Distract Clarisse. 

Clarisse's pride grew as you continued to attack her while also defending yourself. She was enjoying herself.

She moved forward even more, pressing herself against you more and more, forcing you to stay on your toes.

Your weapons clashed together, making your faces only inches apart. 

"You know you can't win, right?" She whispered, her grip on her spear never faltering.

"Lose the battle, win the war," you whispered back, looking into her eyes.

Clarisse froze, her eyes locking on yours. Her mouth opened as she heard the sound of Chiron's horn in the distance, signifying the end of the games. She felt your breath on her neck, her heart pounding in her chest as she realized how close the two of you were.

She let out a curse, her smirk growing on her face. "You did good princess." A proud look adorned her features as she continued studying your face. Although she lost, she couldn't help but smile at the thought of your battle. 

"Fuck."

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