traditional engagement

Fandometrics In Depth: WWE Edition

Wikipedia describes professional wrestling as “an athletic form of storytelling that portrays a combat sport.” The finest form of this athletic storytelling is exhibited by the members of the @wwe, and the finest place to chronicle their fables is on Tumblr. Throughout 2016, there were over a million posts and reblogs about the #WWE and we analyzed every one of them.

The thing to know about wrestling on Tumblr is that it’s huge. Andre The Giant–huge.

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Wrestling is the biggest sport on Tumblr

In 2016, the #wwe tag got…

  • 224% more engagement (searches, original posts, reblogs and likes) than #basketball, the most-engaged traditional sport
  • 489% more engagements than #soccer, and
  • 749% more engagements than #nfl

But wrestling isn’t just the biggest sport. It’s the biggest on TV.

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Wrestling Smash

Those huge numbers are not just limited to sports. WWE’s most popular weekly show, Raw, airs on Mondays. We looked back at the past six months, and compared it to three other Monday night shows:

As you can see in the chart below, WWE peaked every Monday throughout the summer.  There are no hiatuses in the WWE. August’s SummerSlam and its corresponding Raw episode was one of the biggest moments in the sport in 2016.  In fact, there were 692% more original posts made about #WWE on August 21st and 22nd than there were for Supergirl, Shadowhunters and Gotham combined.

Top Wrestlers

The uninitiated might assume that John Cena is number 1, but actually the most popular wrestler is Dean Ambrose (aka alternate universe Ed Sheeran), who was posted about 408% more than the Leader of the Cenanation. Probably because Ambrose was the top WWE champion for most of the year, but maybe also because people were shipping Ambreigns. On the Diva side, @sashabankswwe was the most talked about, coinciding with her draft to Raw and her first Women’s Championship title win in July.

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For Catholics discerning marriage

For Catholics discerning marriage, a summary of the traditional stages/steps towards marriage

FRIENDSHIP PHASE - the couple are friends, getting to know each other

COURTSHIP PHASE - the couple become a bit more exclusive

ENGAGEMENT PHASE- when the man proposes to the woman, with an engagement ring

BETROTHAL PHASE- usually done with the priest blessing the couple, blessing the engagement ring & publicly declaring the couple betrothed in the church.  This also provides additional spiritual protection to the engaged couple during their engagement.  Traditionally, this is when the engagement ring can now be publicly worn.  I think this is a beautiful tradition that should be revived.  


See below for full details on what to do and what not to do in these stages


“Russians call "engagement rings” the rings that the couple exchanges during the wedding ceremony. The two buy them together; the groom pays; this is the necessary part of the wedding tradition. Russian engagement rings are in reality just plain wedding bands of gold, without diamonds or stones, and they wear them on the RIGHT hand on the finger next to the “pinky”. (An “engagement ring” on the LEFT hand on the same finger will mean for Russians that the person is divorced or widowed, i.e. is not currently married but was married before.)“


Like Peppermint On Your Soul [Marry Me #2]

Marry Me #1 can be found here.

This one is also a prompt from @ltleflrt. If any of the rest of you have “marry me” ideas, send them along! I’ll write for SPN or Mass Effect or whatever.

PAIRING: Dean Winchester/Castiel
SUMMARY: Dean’s family has a tradition of getting engaged at baseball games. The problem is that Castiel really hates baseball.

There’s a slightly embarrassing tradition in the Winchester household that spans back a few generations, through all the branches of the family. And it begins and ends with baseball. The Winchester line is just this side of obsessed with the summer sport. Doesn’t matter where they scatter to the four winds, what jobs they have, who their friends are, who they choose to start families with. It doesn’t even matter whether the Winchester or the spouse-to-be proposes; it always begins with the jumbo-tron kiss cam. Every last one of them, down to So-And-So-Five-Times-Removed, has been engaged at a baseball park. It’s even completely accidental sometimes. Sam Winchester hadn’t mentioned the tradition, but his wife had pulled out the ring and asked the age-old question during the seventh inning stretch. They jumbo-tron only caught the last second of Sam snot crying and saying yes, though. The cameras had originally been focused on the mascots running the bases with any children aged 10 and under. Incidentally, Bobby swears that Cubs won the World Series because of it. Didn’t matter. Dean had been able to turn his weepy brother’s acceptance into a Vine, and that’s all that matters, really.

The bottom line is that Winchesters have tied their lives together with almost every team from the Atlanta Braves to the San Francisco Giants and all the stadiums in between. It’s pretty awesome.

And Dean Winchester, probably next in line, thinks he’ll break the tradition. Mostly because his lover, life, lighter of his loins, Castiel Novak, really fucking hates baseball. He hates everything about it. He hates the food, he hates the ritualistic cheers, he hates getting sweaty and sunburned and chapping his ass on the plastic seats. He fell asleep when the Braves were in the playoffs. Seriously, who does that?

At any rate, Dean feels sorry for Cas now that Benny’s moved away and can’t use the other season ticket. It’s a true test of love that Castiel will even visit the stadium, even if he does stay glued to his cell phone, doing other things, the entire time. Though, Dean’s pretty sure that Cas’s limit of devotion would have been reached if they hadn’t had such good seats this year; shaded and under a fan, so it’s not so blazingly hot.

He also accepts the large, cold beer that Dean buys out of pity for him while playing on his phone. The more games they go to, though, the more Castiel pays attention. He won’t ever be a full convert into the baseball religion, but he does sometimes watch when the Braves are up to bat. It’s been a slow transition, but it’s happened. Besides, Dean swore that he’d take someone else to the last two games of the regular season. Castiel still looks relieved about that as they settle in for what’s shaping up to be a great afternoon for Dean and a lot of Pokemon hunting for Castiel.

Castiel isn’t paying a single lick of attention to the game today. Occasionally, he even yawns. He’s had a long week that he still doesn’t want to talk about. Stressed beyond belief so much so that he’s been extra snappy and even zoned out so far while brushing his teeth the night before that he’d jumped a mile and nearly choked on his toothbrush when Dean had called his name.

Dean props his feet up on the vacant seat in front of him and drapes his arm over Castiel’s shoulders. “You okay? You really could have stayed home.”

Castiel shrugs, blinking down at his phone. “It’s a waste of a ticket. I don’t mind being here. It’s not like this requires activity on our part.” He pushes his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose.

Dean smiles. “You sure? What’s up with you this week?”

“It’s nothing,” Castiel assures him, actually looking up now. “I’m sorry about this week. I know I haven’t been myself.”

“Trouble at work?”

Castiel leans into Dean’s side even though it’s a scorcher today and his shirt is already starting to stick to his back. “Not really.”

Dean kisses the top of his head and winks with a smirk. “Trouble at home?”

Castiel glares at him with a deadpan frown that in Dean’s lexicon of Castiel translates to sass. “Sometimes. I live with an assbutt.”

Laughing loudly, Dean says, “I love it when you swear. It’s adorable. Almost like you’re a human.”

“I’m the best you’ve ever had, Winchester.”

“And don’t I know it.”

The rest of their bickering is cut off when the Braves make a spectacular outfield play and Dean jumps to his feet with a roar, sloshing his beer. He doesn’t notice - never notices - Castiel staring up at him fondly. Even the Baseball Grinch realizes that Dean Winchester is rarely as happy anywhere as he is at Turner Field, spilling his beer and making up new swear words to shout at the refs.

Play after play until the seventh inning stretch. The crowds are a lot larger than anticipated, though Castiel should have expected that since it’s the end of the season. He’s still nervous, though.

Dean comes back with a loaded paper plate of nachos destined to be a heart attack, and fresh beers. He sits down and rests the plate on his knees, placing the beers in the cup holders on the arm of the chairs. Castiel moves his to the other side, away from Dean.

It’s not the best time, but it’s probably the only time he’s going to get without waiting a whole other year to do it. He can’t wait for another year. It’d too close to torture.

So, while Dean stuffs his face in ecstasy with the greasy food, Castiel reaches into the bottom pocket of his cargo shorts and pulls out a black velvet box. “Dean,” he says.

Dean turns his head. His mouth is covered in chili and fake cheese, and he only bothers to wipe off his hands with a stack of paper napkins.

Castiel takes it back. This is the perfect time. He holds up the box. Opens it to show the contents. Castiel’s future husband, is engraved on the top of a platinum bracelet. He says nothing.

“Holy shit,” Dean says. The nachos almost slide off of his legs. “You asking me to marry you? Here? In the place you hate most in the world?”

Castiel carefully takes off his sunglasses and hooks them on his t-shirt collar. “I hate my cubicle more than baseball stadiums. And this is the place that you love most in the world. So, yes. Here. Now. Would you like to marry me, Dean?”

Dean takes the bracelet out of the box and slips it over his wrist. “Sure I would.”

Castiel kisses him on the lips, and it tastes like awful nacho cheese and chili. He hates the taste, but he loves the way that Dean laughs into the embrace, holding him closer as cheering erupts around them. Castiel glances up just in time to see them on the kiss cam. He grins, waves, dives back into Dean and actually enjoys the rest of the game. Maybe he’ll convert eventually for real. Maybe he’ll make a new tradition of being married on home plate. Sky’s the limit in such a place of worship.

Some years after I first channeled the Jets to explain my Judaism, I had a conversation about religion with a devout Catholic friend. When I explained that I was an observant Jew and began each day by reciting the morning prayers but wasn’t really sure how God fit into my life, he was perplexed. When I admitted that these theological questions didn’t really occupy much of my attention and certainly weren’t particularly germane to my life as an observant Jew, he became agitated. And when I told him that I certainly wasn’t sure if Jewish law was divine or simply the result of two millennia of rabbinical interpretations, he threw up his hands and said: “How can you do everything you do, and live a life with so many restrictions and so many obligations, if you don’t even believe in God?”

I responded that there is a long tradition in Judaism of engaging first in religious practices and letting matters of faith come later. In the book of Exodus, after Moses has received the Commandments from God, he begins to instruct the Jewish people in the law; their immediate response is na’aseh v’nishma: “We will do first and understand afterwards.” I explained that while I understood that Catholicism, along with the other branches of Christianity, was essentially a religion based on the belief that Jesus is the son of God and the savior of humanity, Judaism is a complex blend of radical monotheism and peoplehood. In the Bible, the Jewish people are referred to not as a religious denomination, but asb’nai Yisrael, the children of Israel, the descendants of Jacob. Throughout history, Jews have referred to themselves as am Yisrael, the nation of Israel. The vast corpus of Jewish law, all 613 biblical commandments as well as the Oral Tradition, is a guide to how one lives a Jewish life as a member of the Jewish people.

And so for me, and I imagine for many others like me, the key to Jewish living is not our religious beliefs but our commitment to a set of practices and values that foster community and continuity.

—  Jay P. Lefkowitz, The Rise of Social Orthodoxy

etsyfindoftheday | wedding week 2016 | 6.13.16

theme: traditional wedding finds
traditional solitaire engagement rings by onegarnetgirl

  • clockwise from top left:
    • white topaz and recycled rose gold cushion-cut ring
    • moissante and white gold cushion-cut ring
    • pear-shaped morganite and palladium ring
    • rose-cut grey diamond and yellow gold ring

another classic EFOTD go-to for wedding-related jewelry (really, any fine jewelry) is onegarnetgirl. her clean lines and beautiful stones set her style apart, and these solitaire rings are to. die. for.

be sure to dig into more wedding ring finds (with more details and more stones!) from onegarnetgirl, too!


Here we see the wily vampire emerging from it’s diurnal lair, and engaging in traditional vampiric pastimes of pacing, needless threats of violence, irritability, dominance displays, and marathons of Orange is the New Black. Unable to hunt in captivity, the vampire must rely upon rations provided by its faithful minions and supplement its diet with scavenged foodstuffs.


Dean Spade: History of Queers Against Police

Dean Spade talks about the dramatic shifts in queer and trans movements over the last 50 years with the emergence in the 1990s of a highly visible and well-funded gay rights movement whose demand for inclusion in hate crime legislation and police protection goes against queer and trans community-based grassroots organizing to end police and state violence since the 1960s.

BCRW and The Engaging Tradition Project co-convened a conference called Queer Dreams and Non-Profit Blues to examine the critiques emerging from queer and feminist activists and scholars about the impact of funding on social movement agendas and formations. During the conference, Hope Dector from BCRW and Dean Spade from The Engaging Tradition Project conducted interviews with many of the speakers about their analysis and strategies related to the conference themes. These interviews were edited into 30 short videos that aim to bring these critical perspectives into an accessible format for use in activist spaces and classrooms. These videos highlight the type of knowledge production that is possible when the boundaries between activism and the academy are actively traversed.

This weekend, my girlfriend (runic-keyblade) and I are at SakuraCon. We are cosplaying as Korra and Asami from Legend of Korra - this was something we decided to do months ago. We both love the show, and we love the characters, and we both identify hard with Korra and Asami as two incredible, powerful, independent bisexual women.

When we decided for sure that we were going to do this, I had an idea. I wanted to do something special. In the Avatar: The Last Airbender/Legend of Korra world, the Water Tribe has a tradition of a betrothal necklace. I don’t like the tradition of engagement rings (it’s overpriced and diamonds are terrible and on and on) and I really wanted to do something special and personal when I asked my girlfriend to “officially” spend the rest of her life with me.

So I made this:

Light blue Fimo clay, pearlescent white paint, and kumihimo braided cord that I made on my marudai.

Today, while we were dressed as Korra and Asami, I asked her to be mine.

And she said yes.

I’ve never been happier in my life. And look at her. She is the light of my life and I cannot believe how blessed I am to be with her.

This right here? This is why representation matters. Korra and Asami mean so much to us because we see ourselves in them. The Legend of Korra was honestly a catalyst for me to find the courage to do this. I cannot thank bryankonietzko and michaeldantedimartino enough.

Thank you. Thank you so much. I’ll just leave you with this.