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Beauty in the little things

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Don't forget those cute square-toed shoes from the Mary Rose!

1. 19th century sealskin thong, Greenland

2. Pazyryk swan made of felted reindeer wool, circa 400 BCE, Siberia

3. Child’s hat with bird, nalbound cotton and wool, 1000–1476 CE, Chancay culture, Peru

4. Knitted cotton sock from Egypt, 1000-1200 CE

5. Sidonian flask shaped like a date, 1st-2nd century CE, Syria or Palestine

6. World’s oldest surviving pants, woven wool, circa 1300-1000 BCE, China

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A natural wave is formed on Lake Michigan when the riptide meets the incoming tide and explodes upward, 2014 - by Michael Bernhardt, American

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cryptid hunter merstede makes an important discovery

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Let me preface this by saying that Lady and the Tramp is my favorite Disney movie ever.

But.

Jim Dear and Darling are literally the worst pet owners ever.

Jim gets his wife a surprise puppy from a pet shop as a Christmas gift, seemingly with no prior discussion. They at first leave the dog alone in a kitchen to cry, then allow her to sleep in their bed. They feed her coffee and donuts and allow her to interact unsupervised with the neighborhood dogs while unspayed.* When they have a baby, they do zero preparation to let her adjust, neglect her exercise needs, and hit her for acting out. Then they take a long vacation and leave her in the care of a dog-hating relative with no care instructions or even telling her, hey, our dog's allowed around the baby. Said relative brings her own cats on the premises with no proper introduction, then blames the dog for breaking a fish bowl (oh yeah, they're garbage fish owners, too), even though she's clearly lived peacefully with the fish and is not destructive. The relative then ties her outside in the rain, where she runs away and is picked up after spending a night at the local kill shelter. At some point during all this, she is impregnated by a random stray.

About the only thing they did right was get her and Tramp collars and ID tags.

*I don't know if sterilization for dogs existed in 1912 or whenever this film takes place, but it's irresponsible regardless.

Lady and the Tramp dir. Wilfred Jackson, Clyde Geronimi, Hamilton Luske | 1955

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Our Flag Means Party Prompt 3 Team Black: Leave Her Johnny

Today’s prompt was to interpret the sea shanty Leave Her Johnny, which is typically associated with shore leave and retirement.

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"What'd you do this weekend?" "Oh, not much. Just got to pet a kookaburra."

(He was SO SOFT.)

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I'd come to your restaurant

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Booster, I forgive you for waking me up every morning with your needle toes.

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The Court Jester (1955)- Starring Danny Kaye, Glynis Johns, Angela Lansbury, Basil Rathbone and Cecil Parker

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She'd be pleased that I'm married to a smokin' hottie and am a professional tabletop RPG editor, so yeah.

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I have an APBT mix, and this checks out. She will literally bowl you over in her exuberance to bestow kisses.

A bit of a pallet cleanser for everyone.

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“Do we really want to live in Zaslav's reality, where we have 22 seasons of Bill Maher but no season 3 for the merriest of men? The math isn’t mathing.’”

EW is asking the real questions in naming OFMD one of the 2024 cancellations that hurt the most!

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Since the Christmas season is upon us, I thought I'd recommend some of my favorite Good Omens fics that put me in the holiday spirit:

What Are You Doing New Year's Eve by theshoparoundthecorner (40k)

“Bit of an odd tradition, if you ask me,” he said, if not to get his mind off the longing that had settled in his chest. Aziraphale shrugged. “I think it’s rather sweet. A kiss for good luck. Seems a nice way to start the year. Very human.” Crowley nodded. “Can’t seem to keep their hands off each other, that lot. Always finding excuses. First it’s mistletoe at Christmas, then it’s luck for the New Year…” “Well there’s no need to be so grouchy about it,” Aziraphale said. “I think it’s lovely.” Crowley’s heart ached a little more as he watched Aziraphale smile up at the glowing numbers on the building above them. Yeah, he thought, lovely. Five times Crowley thought about kissing Aziraphale on New Year's Eve, and one time he did.

Snow Angel by Vagabond (14k)

Human!AU. Aziraphale needs a date to his brother's Christmas party to avoid getting set up with someone. Anathema suggests Crowley, the office bad boy. They go, get snowed in, and have a heart-to-heart that ends in a Happy Christmas. From a prompt: Human!AU: Aziraphale needs a date for family Christmas. He invites the office rebel/bad boy, Crowley.

all i need, darling, is a life in your shape by deadgreeks (14k)

After everything, Aziraphale and Crowley, by unspoken agreement, begin sharing their lives. --- Why? Aziraphale wanted to ask him, why millennia of the way things were, and now this? But while Crowley seemed to have little issue upending every unspoken rule they’d ever written for themselves, Aziraphale was not so flexible, and they had spent thousands of years never quite addressing whatever it was this had stemmed from. Words, Aziraphale had always felt, were for bickering about where to eat for lunch, or hashing out ontological debates, or other trivial nonsense; there was no need to trifle with the imprecision of language, with phrasing and the possibility of being misconstrued, when it came to important matters if the other person simply understood, without needing it said. Six thousand years ago, when Aziraphale had met Crowley on the wall of Eden, watching the first two humans set out to begin the rest of history, something deep within him, more central even than his Grace, had thought, oh, it’s you, and that had been enough for him--for both of them, he assumed--for three millennia. However much he wanted to ask, he didn’t know how. The words simply weren’t there.

Shelter from the Storm by AppleSeeds (13k)

They're coworkers in town for a conference, but a storm has knocked the power out in the hotel where they were supposed to be staying, so Crowley and Aziraphale brave the storm and find their way to a charming little B&B, which has one room available, and it's the honeymoon suite, which only has one bed, and now Aziraphale is injured and needs to be looked after, and oh no now the power's out here too but at least they have the soft flickering glow of the candlelight but OH NO the heating's gone off too and it's getting VERY cold and Newt's the one trying to fix it... whatever will Aziraphale and Crowley do? AKA, what happens when I try to squeeze as many tropes as I possibly can into one story.

The Anon Before Christmas by foolishlovers (67k)

When Crowley’s friend, blogging buddy and business partner Anathema announces her annual Secret Santa Exchange on Tumblr, she is very adamant Crowley should join this year. The old-fashioned (but admittedly compassionate) man he gets assigned to send anonymous messages to every day until Christmas sounds awfully similar to the fussy bookseller that his friends adore, yet Crowley tries to avoid at all costs. But surely his friends would have mentioned if Aziraphale had taken an interest in the Bad Omens fandom as well… right? Or: An Enemies to Lovers Secret Santa Tumblr AU.

I could definitely use some more recs, so reblog with your favorite holiday fics! Self recs more than welcome :)