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simatrix · 2 years
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And so our beloved founder died a regal death...in the bathroom.
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radiumjuice · 23 days
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1 year of art improvement as told by unicorn wars fanart
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johnnyzest · 1 year
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fresh off the post party hangover, natty decided now was as good a time as any to start making that magic...
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bricxbrac · 2 years
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oh oh oh!! You should post your muses heights!!
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britishchick09 · 1 year
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good to see that barbie employed the services of abel herculine barbin! :)
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abelxtwin · 2 years
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tag dump !
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kvetchlandia · 1 year
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William Gottlieb     Sarah Vaughan Performing at Café Society, West Village, New York City     1946
Barney Josephson opened Café Society at Sheridan Square in the West Village in 1938.  When he opened the club, a small, basement room, he wanted it to be fully integrated, both on stage and in the audience.  In 1938, that was unheard of in the United States, even in as cosmopolitan and sophisticated a city as New York.  Josephson had gotten the idea while visiting Paris and seeing the integrated jazz clubs that were flourishing there.  He chose the name “Café Society” to mock the snooty Clare Booth Luce, who wrote puff pieces about the habitués of the upscale nightclubs uptown, which she called “cafe society.”  Josephson’s slogan for Café Society was “The Wrong Place to the Right People.”  He booked many of the great jazz and blues acts of his era, as well as comedians, and he ensured that black customers were as welcome as whites.  Among the acts featured at Café Society were Billie Holiday, Lena Horne, Big Joe Turner, Sister Rosetta Tharpe, Josh White, Teddy Wilson, Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee, Hazel Scott, May Lou Williams, Count Basie, Lester Young, Miles Davis, Charlie Parker, Leadbelly, Big Bill Broonzy and many others.  It was at Café Society that Abel Meeropol showed his poem abut the lynching of Black people, “Strange Fruit,” to Josephson, who had him show it to Billie Holiday.  It became a part of her set for the rest of her life.  Josephson insisted she use the song as the last piece of her set, so people would be left thinking about its powerful lyrics.  The club also was a performance place for comedians, most of whom were leftists and did political humor, like Jack Gilford, Zero Mostel, Imogene Coca and a troupe called “The Revuers” that featured Betty Comden, Adolph Green and a young Judy Tuvim, soon to become known as Judy Holliday.
In 1947, the anti-communist witch hunt was in full swing.  The progressive politics of Café Society, its integrated scene and the artists who worked there all came to the attention of the House Un-American Activities Committee.  Barney Josephson’s brother, Leon, one of the founders of Café Society although not actively involved in running it, was a long time member of the Communist Party as well as being the attorney for his brother and the club, was summonsed to appear before HUAC.  He was an unfriendly witness, who refused to name names or to answer questions.  He was convicted of Contempt of Congress and spent a year in jail.  After his conviction, reactionary columnists like Walter Winchell began attacking Barney Josephson and Café Society as a notorious nest of communists.  Customers rapidly fell away and within a year, Barney Jospehson had to close the club.  
Most of the artists who performed there remembered there remembered Café Society fondly.   John Chilton, author of “Billie’s Blues,” wrote, “Café Society was probably the happiest booking of Billie’s life. It did wonders for her confidence onstage, enabling her to project a more sophisticated act. Barney Josephson encouraged and advised Billie; later he was to do the same thing for Lena Horne.”  Horne said Café Society was “the sweetest job I ever got in my life.”
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sixminutestoriesblog · 6 months
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Friday the 13th
I wouldn't be much of a blog about folklore and superstition if I didn't take Friday the 13th into account, now would I? I also wouldn't be much of a tumblr blog if I didn't acknowledge one of tumblr's mini-holidays. So what makes Friday, especially the 13th one, so special and just how did it all get started?
Let's start with the number 13 since that's fish in a barrel. Or is it? For instance a lot of us were always taught that the number thirteen was considered unlucky because that's the number of disciples that sat down with Jesus for his Last Supper and obviously that didn't end well. In fact, in Victorian times, having thirteen dinner guests was believed to be courting death for you or someone else at the table.
On an interesting aside note, there was apparently a club in the late 1800s, started by a man named William Fowler that used to meet for dinner on the 13th night of every month to sit down to a thirteen course meal in room number 13 of the club Fowler owned. After they walked underneath a ladder to get to the table of course. Four US presidents, including our hearty Teddy R, were members at one time or another. The club was simply called, what else? The Thirteen Club.
There might be more to the number thirteen's public image than just a divine dinner gone horribly wrong however. Or - more than one divine dinner gone horribly wrong. Tradition has it that in Norse mythology, Loki became the thirteenth dinner guest to show up at the feast where he would then go on to trick Baldr's blind brother Hodr into killing him. Baldr's death was seen as the beginning of the end for the Norse gods.
Thirteen is also the victim of being the sibling immediately following the 'golden child' of numbers, 12. In some circles, the number 12 is considered the perfect number. There were 12 loyal disciples of Jesus, 12 tribes of Israel, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 labors of Hercules and 12 months in a year. What can you be after following such sheer popularity but unpopular?
The Code of Hammurabi, the oldest recorded set of laws, skips law number 13. Most historians chalk that up to clerical error but its enough to make others speculate.
Friday though is usually seen as a good thing, at least in our modern world where it marks the last day of work before a weekend of freedom for both workers and school children. There's even a chain restaurant named TGIF, the positivity associated with Friday is so ingrained. Friday, going back to our Norse myths, was also considered 'Frigga's day', an extremely lucky day to get married on since it was the day dedicated to the goddess of homes and families. By itself, Friday seems a perfectly fine day, even one with good associations.
Slip it back just a bit however and we're right back to the Last Supper and the subsequent 'Good Friday' and a crucifixion. Friday's bad timing doesn't stop there either. In some Christian traditions, Friday is also the day that Adam and Eve ate the fruit that got them booted from Eden; its the day that Cain killed Abel; its the first day of Noah's flood and its also the day the Temple of Solomon fell. None of those have actual dates in the Bible, much less weekdays assigned to them, but the tradition persists. By itself, Friday might squeak by but when you add a 13 on the end, suddenly its not getting off so easily anymore.
What might have helped seal the deal about Friday the 13th, in at least the European conscious , happened in 1307, when King Philip IV of France had the Knights Templar, one of the most powerful, wide-spread and well-known military organizations of the time, rounded up, tortured and put to death. The date? October the 13th.
It was a Friday.
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sillyrandomwriter · 1 month
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Adam, Lute, harvest festival.
Abel won't leave the petting zoo and is debating abducting a lamb Adam knows it. Cain's trying to pick out the biggest pumpkin to carve she babbling a mile a minute about how many types of pumpkin and corn there are and why there are so many.
Seth's freaked out by scarecrows and big animals, cuddling a chicken that got loose like a teddy bear and Lute's half tempted to help him smuggle it out cause he's so cute.
Cain tries to get Abel lost in the corn field and Adam has to rescue him, Abel retaliates by spinning the teacup ride they go on so fast Lute is pretty sure they're going to give themselves whiplash.
Both team up to bury Seth on the corn pit.
i propose this to be canon the modern au. this would just definitely happen i can see it so bad and no one will convince me otherwise
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namesetc · 1 year
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Can I get stereotypical farm boy type names? Like Tim, Dale, ect. All the boys in my family have those type names and I want something similar
alex, ash, asher, abel, austin, arlo, arliss
buck, billy, bo, bobby, brodie, blake, bucky, beck, beckett, ben, benny, bennet/bennett, bart
cliff, cam, cameron, chase, chad, colton, cole, colby, cody/codie/codi, cane/cain
dean, deacon, dick, dixon
elias
forest/forrest, finn
grey/gray, grayson/greyson
hunter, huck, hutch, hitch
jean, james, jaime/jamie, jim, jimmy/jimmie, john, jona/jonah, jonas, joan, jack, jackson, jessie/jesse
kip, kyle
luke, lucas/lukas, luka/luca, liam
mack, max, maxi/maxie, mikey, micky, michael, mick, miles
nick, ned
oakley, oliver
peter
riley/ryley, richard
sam, sammy, shep, shiloh
tommy, thomas, ted, teddy/teddie, travis, tyler/tylor, taylor
will, william
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simatrix · 2 years
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Ghost Teddy has made an appearance to eat our bagels and Barry ran into him when he was grabbing a midnight snack.
Barry: Hey! What's up man? How's the afterlife.
Teddy: Do you mean to imply that I'm dead?! If I were dead could I eat this bagel?!
Barry: Uhhhh....
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madelineimyourlight · 10 months
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Gülünç .The idol kadar eğreti duran ve midemi bulandıran bir dizi yok . Abel sanat yaptığını sanarak açık ara kendi p*rnosunu yayınladı, şarkıcı iken dizi sektörüne girip eleştirileri kaldıramadı. Twitter'da az takipçili hesapların eleştiri tweetlerini rtleyip laf sokuyor üç iqlu kitlesi de ayakta alkışlıyor. Lily desen role girdiğini sanan bir barbie bebek yalnızca , kameraya poz kesmekten başka bir artısı var mı ? Yok . Cidden şu kadar yazıda bile boğuldum Jennie'den bahsedemeden . Mümkünse idol olarak kalsın Jennie- ki onu bile tam olarak yapabildiğini sanmamakla beraber yazıyorum bunu - çünkü cidden aktörlük için uygun değil. Repliğe bakın " neden kendi şarkılarını yazmayı denemiyorsun?" Kızın kendi solosunun yazarı bile kendisi değil, teddy . Komik olmuş, komikten çok gülünç olmuş. Sanırım uzun zaman sonra bir şeyi eleştiresim geldi . İzlemediyseniz boşuna saatlerce vakit harcamayın direkt porno izleyin derim , inanın hiç sırıtmaz . Bomboş bir içerik.
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nayadefenix · 3 months
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SCPS WERE ANIMALS FROM A MAGIC KINGDOM.
Abel is a cute and angry little lamb. Miss Swettie is a beautiful and sweet kitten. Plague Doctor is a paranoid bird with diseases. Healing teddy bear loves healing people and giving chocolates to sick people.
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May I request Jason Voorhees and a reader who works for the SCP Foundation as a senior researcher and reader (platonic/siblings if that's okay with you!) is probably friends with some SCPs, with both angst and fluff, my idea is that reader witnessed what the bullies did to Jason but was either too late or unable to save him in time, and the reader probably works for the Foundation to either cope or something, and maybe the reader goes back to the back to the camp and reunites with Jason? That's all I got tbh, but feel free to alter and change anything!
Also sorry if I bothered you btw!
Despite watching atleast like 3-4 Friday the thirteen movie I don't know much about Jason, I'm getting him off of other ffs I found 😵‍💫
Sorry i didn't really get into all that scp stuff
Jason Voorhees x sibling! Reader who works for scp foundation
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Ever since your childhood you've noticed Jason was quite.. Different from other people. And he always got bullied for it. But you were always there to stand up for him.
These bullying seemed to become severe ever since you two entered Camp Crystal Lake. Every child that looked in his way looked at him with fright or disgust which ripped your heart everytime. You were always there to reassure him that he wasn't ugly at all, it's just that people are judgemental. He was the sweetest boy you've ever met. The best brother you could've asked for. And you're the best sibling he could ask for. You just wished people would give him a chance to get to know him.
You were planning to get a gift for Jason, a big teddy bear. So that he wouldn't be lonely when you were gone to school, you were looking for Jason when you heard familiar loud unwelcoming voices. And another voice... Which sounded alot like Jason and you ran to the direction of where the voices were coming from and you saw Jason screaming for help, screaming for mom, screaming for you. You tried, you tried so hard to save him. Everything was in a blur, you were in the water looking everywhere for your dear brother but nowhere in sight and you were losing your breath too.
You got out of the water and started immediately sobbing and yelling for your mother and that was how much you could vividly remember. Everything went downhill after the death of Jason. The camp closed, your mother got so depressed and your life got dull and sad.
And now you were working for the scp foundation. You didn't really know why but these creatures, how they were looked at and described as reminded you of Jason. As cliché as it sounded you didn't want them to feel the same way your brother must've. And weirdly enough you actually managed to become friends with them. You didn't know how but you just did, and you were proud of yourself cause holy shit you thought you were gonna die trying to do so.
"Mx L/n, scp 076 has requested a meeting with you." (I'm not sure if this is a thing)
"Okay I'll be there"
You've also wondered how you became friends with abel. He was cold and distant towards mostly everyone. But that's another thing for another time. You were walking down the hall when you overheard some researchers talking about something extremely familiar.
"Have you heard of camp crystal lake? Apparently a boy named Jason Voorhees died in that lake and resurrected and kills anyone who steps foot in the campsite."
"Wasn't it the mother who went crazy and killed everyone?"
Your eyes began tearing up, hearing about that shatters your heart. But you had this overwhelming urge to go there again, to go see Jason again. You don't care if it was closed you just wanted to go where your brother was and let all those built up emotions you've held for years out. To show him that you still care about him, to show that he's still in your mind and heart. You wanted to show him all the achievements you've made thus so far and how you wished you could've done it with him.
You ended your session with abel rather quicker than usual which upset and confused him but you'd make sure to make up for it.
Now which step you were getting closer and closer to your destination which made your palms sweaty and your heart and mind race, after all these years you were going to visit your brothers grave.
You were here, in the woods and what made you angry again was that the sign now read "camp blood". Jesus, your brother can't even get some peace even after his death. You were walking further and further. And now came to you was the various cabins and the big nostalgic lake, you were surprised the lake hasn't lost it's beauty. And memories came flooding and you couldn't stop the tears from flowing down anymore. You ran to the direction of the floorboards (?) where he died and started sobbing and crying loudly.
Jason was walking around the woods, bored and sad. He just missed you so much and wished you were here with him. When he heard crying. It sounds familiar but why? But whatever it was probably just someone who got dumped by their partner. He was ready to slaughter you until he realised how similar you looked to his sibling. Was it really you? No you musted forgotten him by now but he couldn't help but hope a little, then he heard your words.
"Oh Jason, why did you have to die? I miss you so much i wish you are here with me. Everything's been so dull without you." You continued to sob into your hands.
It really was you? You are his dear sibling, he put down his weapon and was ready to hug you when someone else approached you.
"Hey are you okay?" A man asked you.
You snapped your neck at him, putting your cries to a stop now embarrassed.
"Uhm, yeah I guess.." You just respond the man eyeing you up and down lustfully not going unnoticed by anyone. Jason still watching you two getting awfully angry.
"What's your name?"
"Uhm.. Y/n..." Now Jason was 100% sure you were his sibling!
"Well uh, it seems you're going through a tough time, why don't you uh.. Come inside my cabin and I can show you some to take your mind off some things." The man smirked, his breath stank. He really hasn't been taking care of himself
"Uhm no it's okay." You say uncomfortably, you didn't wanna do anything inappropriate where it's basically your brother's fucking grave.
"Aw c'mon don't be shy."
"No sir I'm not interested." You declined again. Now dropping the nice act.
When he gripped your wrist was when a machete came straight for his neck and blood spurred everywhere and you screamed.
Jason was not happy. How dare that drunken animal lay a dirty finger on his sibling. You tried to run away when a large man with a hockey mask held tightly on your arm and you just closed your eyes and prepared to die right then and there when you felt heavy arms and weight around you. You opened your eyes and saw the man hugging you, now you were confused. It stayed like that for a couple minutes when he stopped to look at you and signed "JASON".
"But, I don't understand. I thought you died?!"
He nodded which really confused you more but you remembered the coworkers talking about how he ressurected and if such things like scps can exist then so why not ressurection. and so now you were crying in his arms. Into the arms of your brother who you thought was dead for 2 decades. And was he
He was really really sad that you had to leave for your job but you promised you would visit him as much as you could and now he was a happy little Jason.
Head cannons tehe:
He is also scared of the scps and doesn't want you near them because he's scared they might cause you harm. Butttt 🍑🍑🍑 he has a chance of also becoming friends with more of the friendlier scps but uh I don't know how you're gonna get them to interact. He might find some of them cute like scp 999 or 059 though.
He is ruthless, dedicated and protective. Remember when he kept that girl captive in the 2009 movie just because she looked like his mother? He is really overprotective but he won't do that to you because he trusts you. <3
Talking about trust, he's been betrayed by all of the girls that look like his mother and so he's paranoid but like I said, he trusts you.
Only sad when you're gone, being alone in those woods must've been so boring,He just wants to spend time with his adorable sibling. 🥹
He also lets you know you mean a lot to him. 🫵either by gift giving or quality time, whatever. As long as you feel loved he is too.
If someone ever hurts you, just give him the description and he'll come back covered in blood.
Will probably have a shrine of you along with his mother whether you're dead or not.
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cyber-therian · 4 days
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saw you're questioning archaeopteryx and had a semi related comment: have you listened to the lemon demon song of the same name? follow up question, what are your favorite songs/artists?
i dont think i have! i havent ever listened to lemon demon on purpose lol
my favourite artists are ricky montgomery, gotye, alt-j, the brobecks, scott helman, (afycso, p.o. & doab) p!atd, mitski, poppy, teddy hyde, lincoln, matt maltese, abel selaocoe, tally hall, miracle musical, it looks sad., cignature, plain white t’s, bruno mars, jack johnson, and more
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OKAY LAST ONE…maybe
BUTTTTTTT…
how would the kids react to walking in on lawrence/fipsy crying?
I'm dying. I'm so sorry this came so late, I saved it in my drafts and forgot About it until now 😭
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Isaac Chroner
Let's all be honest, he wouldn't know what to do! He sucks at comforting, as when children in the cult would start crying, he'd tell them to shut up and suck it up. So he would probably slowly approach them and try to rub their back and ask what's wrong. He'll probably just listen and not give any advice, so it's great for when you just need to get it out of your system without being interrupted.
Malachai Boardman
Who made them cry, he'll want to..."speak", with that person. Super protective and will try to eliminate whatever made them cry, but will also listen if they just wanna rant. Maybe a few tiny comments here and there, but he'll try to keep his mouth shut and listen to them vent their heart out.
Eli Porter
He would immediately rush over to them to comfort them. He'd slip himself into their arms and cling onto them, asking them what's wrong and trying to do his best to understand what the problem is. He'd even purr a little to soothe their nerves, and traces little patterns on their arms.
Joshua Porter
Immediately worried. He'd quickly take them into his arms and not even ask the problem, just let them cry their eyes out until they can't. Then, he'd ask what's wrong, since now they would be able to speak somewhat clearly without choking on sobs. After they vented, he'd try to give advice if asked, if not, he'd just try to soothe them.
Micah
Super concerned. Quietly and carefully he'd approach them, trying not to startle them. He'd probably very softly ask what's wrong and why they're crying, and would attempt to wipe their tears. Definitely would let them rest their head in his lap as they talk about their problems.
Sarah
Worried little girl. She'd gasp at seeing them cry and gently touch their shoulder to get them to notice her. Would act as a teddy, letting them hug her and cry into her shoulder about just everything that's horrible to them. She'll stay silent and just try to help comfort them with her presence.
Joseph
He's not sure how to comfort them. Growing up, he barely got comforted, so he's uncertain how to comfort people. But, he'd try his best. From awkwardly rubbing their back or asking if they're okay, to just bawling with them. He'd just try to get them to stop crying, or cry with them. One or the other.
Job
He'd be horrified! He doesn't want to see a person he loves cry! He'll quickly run up to them and try to wipe their tears, and get them to tell him what made them upset. He'll even suggest napping or doing other fun activities to help calm them down and make them stop crying.
Josiah Nock
Therapist. He'd literally sit them down, grab a clipboard and ask for them to explain why they're feeling how they're feeling. Writing down everything they say, and giving genuinely good advice. However, the moment they tell him who, or what, hurt them, he'd remember that greatly. Once they calmed down, he'd do anything in his (vast amount of) power to make sure they won't get hurt by that specific "issue" again.
Mordecai
Would get extra affectionate. He'd immediately jump on them and cuddle them, kissing their cheeks and forehead and practically anything, trying to get them to smile and giggle. If it doesn't work, he'll ask them to tell him about anything they wanna talk about, WHILE he's showering them in love.
Abel
Very confused. Why are they crying? What happened? He'd start asking question after question. Then, he'd probably try to play with them to help distract and calm them down. Or he'll start playing with their hair, and gently bite them. He just wants to distract them from whatever is causing them pain.
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