Author’s note: THIS FIC WAS MADE BY @estela-montoya AND MYSELF! This is our entry for #ChoicesCreates! We both worked hard on this and we hope you like it! This fic is about Grace and Aleister getting married! @hollyashton@pixelchoices
I looked at myself in the mirror. There I stood with a beautiful wedding dress on. This was it. I am getting married to my true love. I am getting married to Aleister. Even though I know he loves me as much as I love him, I am still worried for some reason. I feel a lot of conflicting emotions. I’m happy that I’m getting married, but what if we aren’t really in love? We did only meet in La Huerta all that time ago. Maybe that island made us not think straight. Oh I don’t know. I’m sure what we felt was true, but I still worry.
Before meeting Grace, I had never thought I’d fall in love. I never thought it would be possible to ever connect with anyone like I did with her. I finished putting on the rest of my suit and stared at the mirror, sighing. The thought of a big wedding always tired me, but imagining Grace walking down the aisle made it all worth it. It was hard for me to believe that Grace and I had something in common. We were so different, yet so alike. But she stood by me, despite my “icy exterior” as some would say and I grew to connect with her in our time in La Huerta. I fell in love with Grace Hall and today’s the day we were getting married.
It was time. I’ve talked to all my family and friends and now the only thing left to do is walk out onto the aisle! I’m still so nervous. So many different thoughts are racing through my head. Are we going to stay married until we die? Are we going to end up getting a divorce? What if we can’t stand each other?! I am so stressed over this. I probably shouldn’t be stressing over these things, but I am! Okay Grace calm down. Everything will be just fine. Aleister loves you. Yeah sure you guys will have some problems but you will resolve them and live a happy life. I take a deep breath. This is it. I walk out onto the aisle and see Aleister standing there. He looks so handsome. I hope he likes how I look. I’m about to cry. This is a lot to take in and it’s all hitting me just now. I’m about to be married to the love of my life. I’m about to be married to Aleister.
I stood by the altar next to the priest tugging on the edges of my sleeve. When did it get so stuffy in here? I couldn’t possibly be nervous, that’s preposterous. I looked into the crowd and caught a few smiles from some old acquaintances from La Huerta. It was hard to believe that our time at La Huerta had been so long ago, but we still kept our connections from then. I switched my gaze to the aisle knowing Grace would appear soon. This was the moment. We had made it past so many obstacles to get here. And i was sure that there would be many more obstacles in the future as well, but the two of us would be able to make it through them all, right? My thoughts were interrupted as soon as I saw Grace appear walking alongside her mother. I could feel my heart burst at the sight of her in her bride’s dress, but i quickly regained my composure. I felt a smile crawl up my face seeing her slowly walk up the aisle. I am truly the luckiest man in the world.
Here I was, standing in front of Aleister and everyone. This was it. I am going to get married to Aleister. The priest says his stuff and it’s time for vows. I say mine first. “Aleister, when we first met, I had a major crush on you. Whenever I was around you, I felt safe… I felt happy. Now, standing here, getting married to you, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. You make me so happy. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve always wanted to be a princess, and when I’m with you, I feel like one! Aleister. You make me the happiest woman in the world, and there is nobody else I would rather marry. I love you Aleister.” By now tears of joy filled my eyes. I couldn’t help it. Aleister makes me so happy and I want him to know how much he means to me. I love him so much.
The priest’s voice and the chatters of the guests were drowned out in my mind. I couldn’t care about their words when the most wonderful woman in the world was standing in front of me. Grace began to say her vows and i felt mesmerized. Tears welled up in my eyes as i heard her and she began to cry. I squeezed her hands as a sign of reassurance and began my vows. “Grace,” i said “Some souls just understand each other upon meeting. Ever since we first met i felt like we had a special connection. No one had ever talked to me the way you did nor had they ever understood me. We both knew what it was like to have parents who always wanted more. You were gentle, intelligent and kind and you managed to break through my shell. I found it hard to trust; i found it hard to smile; i found it hard to feel like i was enough, but you made everything so easy, Grace. I am the luckiest man alive to have met you and to be marrying you today. You’re the one for me Grace. I love you.” The concept of soulmates used to always baffle me, but now I can believe. Grace is my soulmate and I’ve never loved anyone more. I’ve never felt happier than by her side.
Aleister had said his vows and now my face was covered in tears. What he said comforted me. It made me realize that we really were made for each other. The priest said some more things and now it was time for the rings. Aleister put mine on first. It was such a beautiful ring. Now it was my turn to put on his ring. I slid it on his finger and that was it. Now the priest said a bit more and it was time. This is when we would commit ourselves to each other. “I do.”, Aleister said. Just hearing him say that made me feel happy. “I do.”, I said. I looked at Aleister and he was smiling. I knew this was it. “You may now kiss the bride!”, the priest said. Then we pulled together for a kiss. That kiss made me realize that Aleister really was my true love. Aleister was my soulmate.
We’d both said our vows and I was sure Grace and I were meant for each other. I grabbed the ring from the stand and carefully placed it on Grace’s hand. And as she set the ring on my hand in return, our life together flashed through my mind. From our strange time at La Huerta and our time readjusting at Hartfeld, to the future and growing old with Grace. The priest began to speak about love and finally asked if i was to take Grace as my lawfully wedded wife. “I do.” I said, knowing that we had made it past so many difficulties to get here and I was willing to brave many more alongside her.
The priest asked Grace as well and my heart thumped in my chest. “I do,” Grace said softly. She smiled at me and I smiled back. This was the moment.
“You may now kiss the bride,” said the priest. Grace inched closer to me and I closed the distance with a kiss. I remembered the first time we had kissed at La Huerta and the feelings from then still remained. Even then I had felt that Grace was the one. Grace was my true love forever and always.
I hadn’t been to confession in two years … something was keeping me away. I tried to go a few times, but things just didn’t work out, or I couldn’t motivate myself to do it, the same old excuses.
I finally went today. Tears flowed freely while I confessed, and when I was absolved I was so overwhelmed I was shaking, still crying but smiling. This is indescribable, inimitable. I have been holding so much hatred for myself deep down, so much frustration at my falling over and over. I’m gonna go do my penance - drink a cup of coffee and let the Lord love me.
But before I do, I want to tell you - if it’s been a while, if your faith is feeling weak, if you’re tired of living and making mistakes, fed up with yourself or the world - let Him forgive you, forgive yourself, forgive everyone who’s ever wronged you. Open yourself up to the peace, the grace, the joy that comes from that forgiveness. I guarantee you won’t regret it.
A dark spirit made a bet with an angel, saying darkness and evil would win in a battle against light and good. The angel replied, saying that a servant of light would be the last one standing. So the dark ghost goes ahead and creates a hoard of vampires, and the angel creates a pack of heavenly hounds. The werewolves, however, were wild beasts, so the angel appointed a priest to use her grace to revive people on the verge of death.
Hey everyone! So I created this meetup to celebrate the month of October and Halloween. We will be going to my Massive Fantasy Palace to hang out and play pvp, and do the usual meetup stuff. The game i set up is similar to Mafia, for those who have played it.
In this version, there are 2 respective teams starting off with 3 people each (Vampires and Werewolves). These 6 people are the “Elders” (3 Vampires, 2 werewolves, and a priest. The wolves and the priest are on the same team). The “rounds” are split into 5 minute blocks of night and day. Every “night” the elders of each team will decide (in a group) who they choose to either kill or turn (every round, each team is either killing someone outside of their team, or recruiting someone to join their team). The names of the people who die, and the amount of people “turned” are announced in the “morning”. When someone is “turned”, they will be whispered the name of the elder who turned them. That person will tell their elder who they wish to kill or turn, and the elders will make the final decision in their group. The catch is, each team won’t know who is on the other team. This will keep going until there is one team left.
To attend this meetup, everyone must have a “Spirit Outfit”, an outfit to indicate when you die in the game (you will only equip it after you “die” or if you donʻt wish to participate in the game). It MUST be dyed COMPLETELY white. It’s suggested that you make this into a clothing set before the meet up, so you can easily switch into it after you die. Valar Morghulis.
Pre-meetup at the Ice Tower:
Alric Summerthorn will take down the list of lovers. (explained below)
Juan Ghost arrives, kills 3 victims and turns them into vampires. (adds to friends list and creates a group)
Angela Angel arrives and turns 2 lovers into werewolves and 1 mortal into her priest. (adds to friends list and creates a group)
Juan will add all of the vampires to his friends, and Angela will add all of the wolves and her priest to her friends. (How I will keep track of teams)
Have your friend requests on
Don’t remove Juan or Angela once added
The Elders will tell their patron their final decision before the end of night. (Either Juan or Angela)
If an Elder dies, he/she must choose a successor to take their place in the group.
A vampire cannot turn a werewolf, and a werewolf cannot turn a vampire. (If this happens, that person is “killed”)
After you die you MUST wear your Spirit Outfit
If the elders canʻt come to a decision by the end of the night, no one will die or be turned.
The priest can only save 1 person per round, excluding themselves.
The “Lovers”. You have the option to make a pair with you and your closest friend. A pair of lovers will be chosen at the start of the game to be the original werewolves, and lovers have the possibility of winning the game together, despite the possibility of being on opposing teams. But beware, if one of the lovers die, the other will join them.
This is a game of secrecy. Don’t announce who’s team you are on. Donʻt announce if you are the priest. Donʻt announce if you are lovers.
You can, however, ask your elder who else is on your team.
Donʻt be rude
No trash talking
Failure to follow these rules will result in an immediate ejection from the meetup.
The last one(s) standing will receive:
1 Halloween pet of their choosing
3 Nightmare packs
3 Harrowing packs
Feel free to let me know if you have any questions!*
From Fr. Angel: Here is, again, part of a concern that an anonymous has written concerning the Catholic concept of confession. I have tried to respond to their concern.
Anonymous: I also
could not stand to shame someone in a confessional in my own parish for acting
on their gay urges, or having an abortion, or wanting to be a female priest, or
goodness gracious, even masturbating. And I know you might not think it
shaming, but expecting someone to repent from these things is shaming, even if
indirectly, I think. I do not believe these things are sins and I am very,
very, very firm in that.
Fr. Angel responds: “Expecting someone to repent from these things is shaming.”
I think you are using the word shame in a way that is inaccurate, and are
projecting your own issues onto the Catholic concepts of sin and confession. To
shame someone is not expecting someone to repent, but humiliating or degrading them, whether or not they have sinned.
In confession, priests are not asked by the Church to
degrade and humiliate people who sin. That is not what the sacrament of
confession is for. Confession is about helping people to process their guilt. Then God removes that guilt with His forgiveness. The idea is that they cannot move forward in grace, unless they remove those sins which are an obstacle to grace.
What is guilt? It is the sense in people, not of being
shamed, but of being held accountable. Guilt is the experience of believing we
have done something objectively wrong. People feel guilt, not because the
priest told them to feel guilt, but because they acknowledge with honesty that
something they said, or did, caused damage in real life, and they wish to admit
culpability in order to own up to it and be forgiven. The desire to be
forgiven, and the condition of being forgiven, is described by many as a life
Now, let me turn the tables on you and ask you something.
Do you think that, perhaps, your
description of confession has caused me to feel some shame, or humiliation, or
has caused me to feel judged? In rejecting the Catholic concept of
confession because the priest “expects someone to repent,” is it possible that
this is precisely what you are doing to me? ARE YOU NOT expecting me to repent,
for asking others to repent? :)
Sorry to turn the tables on you like this, but it is meant to
get you to see how your definition of shame can be a subjective blame game. Or
let’s express this in a different way. According to your thinking, confession
makes someone feel shame for having gay urges, and this is wrong, in your view.
What if someone walks in and confesses that they hate gays? Is it shaming them
to say that homophobia is wrong? What if someone walks in and confesses that
they bullied gay kids at school until they made them cry or even harm
themselves? Is it shaming the person that confesses this, to say that bullying
gay kids is wrong? What if they walk in and say that they found a gay guy and
beat him to a pulp and put him in the hospital?
Is it only wrong to expect people to repent of gay sex,
abortion, supporting women’s ordination, and masturbation? On the other hand, do
you find it acceptable for the clergy to tell people not to beat up and bully
gays? Do you approve of the clergy telling people not to be hateful to women
(misogyny)? Are you of the belief that priests should tell people not to use
the “n” word and hate those who are people of color? Better yet, go the archive
of your blog and look up what you have posted over and over and over.
Then, ask yourself if you are perfectly comfortable with
shaming people when it comes to your agenda of right and wrong. Do you only
want to avoid confession and shame for the stuff that you, and your friends,
like to do? However, if it is the stuff that you hate others doing, you are
fine with them feeling shamed by your posts, your memes, your blog quotes? If
you can honestly admit that this goes on, then you might consider that we all
have a sense of right and wrong, and when someone does something wrong, they
should repent and amend their ways.
Yes, we all have that sense—whether liberal or
conservative. The only thing that is different between the two groups is which
rules they are alright with breaking, or violating.
My closing comment is this. Jesus Christ did not just
preach love. He also preached accountability. He threw around the word “repentance”
with frequency. He told the adulteress to “sin no more” (John 8:11). He spoke
of following the Commandments of God, including the commandment in regards to
the misuse of sex. It is because of the preaching of Jesus that people of faith
have an experience of guilt in their lives.
If people come to me for confession, and talk about gay
urges, having gay sex, having an abortion, wanting to be a woman priest, or
masturbating, it IS NOT BECAUSE I HAVE SOUGHT them out in order to impose shame
on them. Nor is confession about me “expecting them to repent.” It is GOD WHO
EXPECTS us to turn away from sin, and not just the priest.
When a person comes to me to confess, they come to
confession and they tell me what they have done—not what I think they have done.
If I interrupt them, they get annoyed, because they have things to get off
their chest. I am not helping them if I say that they shouldn’t feel sorry for
Plenty of gay people have come to talk to me about their
guilt. At times, they have allowed themselves to be used, like a cheap toy. At
other times, they have used people. Sexual urges often moves a person to go
after what they want without thinking about the dignity of others. I respond to
their experiences—I do not make up their confessions for them.
The same can be said for the woman who confesses an
abortion to me. She is not there to hear me say to her, “What’s the big deal? I
hope you don’t think this is wrong. Do you expect me to ask you to repent? I
won’t shame you like that. Can’t you just move forward and realize you needed
that abortion and just be happy?”
You see, there is an objective law of right and wrong,
outside of my opinions or your opinions. That woman has come to experience
profound guilt in relation to the law, “Thou shalt not kill.” I didn’t make up
that law, and believe me, that woman did not “make up” or invent her guilt out
of thin air. She needs healing, and she seeks this out by owning up to her
actions so that the Church, represented by the priest, can confer a grace of
healing and absolution upon her.
I regret, sincerely, that so many Catholics feel judged or
humiliated at the thought of confessing their sins. That is not at all what Our
Lord had in mind when He instituted confession on the night of the
Resurrection. I can see that this sense that people are made to feel bad, might
make you or others think that confession is bad.
I just ask that you, and they,
not take things so personal. It is alright to admit we are guilty of certain
things, without feeling shamed or humiliated by the priest, who is not there to
pass judgments on people.
We are all sinners, and guilty of breaking the Commandments
of God at one time or other. While we do not wish people to shame us about
this, neither should we be satisfied with an erroneous conscience. An erroneous
conscience is when someone just refuses to accept guilt over something, because
it goes against what is convenient for them.
For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.
Remember that God is within us when we are in a state of grace and outside of us when we are in a state of sin; but His angel never abandons us… He is our most sincere and faithful friend even when we sadden him with our bad behavior.
She says I smell like safety and home I named both of her eyes Forever and please don’t go I could be your morning sunrise All the time, all the time yeah This could be good, this could be good
Maybe she could fake faint and they could take her at the back again and let her breath and slow down this..wedding. Grace thought as she tried to listen to the priest drone on. Beside her, she glanced at Robert who was sporting a wide but tight-lipped smile.
That’s a terrible thing to think about. She should just get through this and not think about fainting.
But you don’t want this, do you? Grace’s eyes widened. Her mind just talked back to her. She’s losing her mind already. No, you don’t want this. You want something else or should we say someone else like someone with blue eyes and is named-
Grace shook her head slightly which Robert noticed and he grabbed her hand, his eyes asking if she’s ok. She nodded and looked towards the priest again – this time blocking out whatever was talking to her in her mind.
And I can’t change, even if I tried Even if I wanted to And I can’t change, even if I tried Even if I wanted to My love, my love, my love, my love She keeps me warm, she keeps me warm
Does the EVUL priest have Grace?
I have people in your life. It’s a double-sided comment. He has his spies (heh), and he has a former spy, the presumed dead Mrs. Shelby as well. My bet is on Grace making her “miraculous” return next episode. Unfortunately, it seems I was wrong in whether Tommy is aware she’s alive… looking pretty damn likely he isn’t aware or is aware but he’s not in control of the situation, ie. she’s being held captive by one of the Big Bads of the season.
So, basically, Tommy’s grief in regards to whatever he believes has happened to Grace, has led him down the path of being plain ole’ stupid in some ways, colder and more dangerous in others, and a man who is once again looking to drugs and alcohol to mute out “the sound of shovels” which has become “the sound of my wife dying in my arms”. He’s a proper mess, half-functioning, back to who he was when season 1 began, worse off actually, and his mind is playing tricks on him again. The calming, balancing force of Grace being in this world (even in S2 knowing she was alive and happy was enough) has been stripped from him, and he’s left near dead at the end of this episode. Once again we’re reminded how much Tommy needs Grace, not just personally, but in a professional manner as well. He needs his partner back.
The Russian sexcapade was a way for him to manipulate Tatiana for information, and as much as it sucks because GRACE IS ALIVE, it makes complete sense. It also has me 95% convinced that Tommy might actually think Grace is dead. I’ll talk about the other 5% below, but first… So, Grace’s picture might be in a desk, but her ‘death’ has decimated Tommy, and he’s acting as a desperate man. He’s using the duchess, but at the same time he clearly feels he has nothing to lose by sleeping with her, turning to drugs, fucking up his business and life. What has me even more convinced that Tommy isn’t aware of Grace being alive is that Tatiana was obviously using sex as her own angle. Her entire play was on the premise that Tommy was vulnerable, his wife was dead, those damn cursed sapphires, etc. Tatiana played the ‘I understand you’ card, and has now positioned herself (tried to at least) as the woman in Tommy’s life. The Russians/Tatiana either got really lucky with Grace dying when she did, or they had a hand in it, planned it, have her alive for leverage, and the entire point was to weaken tough man Tommy Shelby.
I’ll be honest, I don’t entirely like this route for explaining Grace’s fake death (don’t even try to tell me different). There are so many plot holes, so many God-like things the Russians, this priest, had to have in place to truly fake Grace’s death, and make Tommy believe it. I mean what happened to her body? Did Tommy not see her in the coffin? Who did they pay off? When did this plan come into play, and did the Italians know they were being used? It could have been the priest simply taking advantage of an opportunity when the Italians shot Grace, but Tatiana seemed to be so obviously setting it up with her talk of cursed sapphires beforehand. It seems like she was playing on his superstitions, but then does that mean the Russians paid off the gypsy clan to actually lie, and say the necklace was cursed? See, so much to explain if Tommy isn’t the one playing this out. I hope SK does a good job of it, and doesn’t just brush it off for plot.
The other 5% of me thinks Tommy could know Grace is alive, and is being held by whatever the true big bad turns out to be, the Russians, the EL, etc. He would still spin out of control, and sleeping with Tatiana for information would seem like little price to pay if it meant saving Grace’s life (also he knows Grace is smart enough to view it that way as well). Still, Tommy’s reckless, stupid behavior could risk Grace’s life even more if he’s aware she’s alive, and a whole kidnapping plot-line would feel a bit soap operaish if not done right. Yet, Tommy would be a hard man to fool, and his wording last episode with Charlie, “gone” not dead, the lack of a funeral, his odd behavior - it all suggests he might know she’s alive. He’s clearly not in control of the situation though, otherwise he would not be the wreck he was this episode.
Time will tell, ie. next episode when Grace is resurrected up in that bitch, and starts getting revenge for all the bullshit piled upon her. I believe more than ever that Grace is going to be the one who kills Tatiana (because let’s be real the crazy Duchess is gonna die), and it will basically be the ‘price’ Tatiana pays for banging Grace’s husband, tying that all up. I also think we’re seeing Tommy and the business, to an extent fall apart, even with Polly there, to show that Grace is actually the person Tommy wants/needs as his partner in the business (hearkening back to S1) which will lead to the start of next series epic Grace vs. Polly showdown. There’s only enough time to really scratch the surface this series.
So yeah, give me episode 5 and resurrect my Grace. Tommy needs her before the whole empire burns down around him.