#Reblog please for irish followers

[banrionceallach]

VOTE AGAINST THE BASTARDS

Voting is open in Ireland for the local and european elections.

There are a record number of far right candidates on the ballot.

Decisions are made by people who show up.

VOTE AGAINST THE BASTARDS!

[dynamiteghost]

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[shyfoxsky]

Theriotype List

So, to start out, for context, I think we've all seen a skeptic comment about how all therians are only "cool" animals. I personally have always enjoyed keeping up with those with "rarer" theriotypes and even using them as examples when these kinds of arguments are brought up, so I've decided to do a little bit of a personal project, that being creating a huge list of the wide variety within the therian community. Below is the list I've created so far, sorted by general species, then adding in subspecies/breeds, all in alphabetical order.

Please keep in mind and understand that for now, I am only putting Earthen animals on this list, mainly so I and the post can keep up, because there's a LOT here already and I know there are hundreds more out there. This list does need more entries though. If you have a theriotype that you don't see on this list, please comment or reblog and let me know so I can add it! You can follow and find it with the tag "foxskys theriotype list".

Adder - European Agouti Alligator - American Alpaca Ankylosaurus Anteater Argentavis Armadillo - Three-banded Arthropleura Axolotl Badger - American - European - Honey - Japanese - Sunda Stink Baryonyx Bat - Evening - Flying Fox - Vampire Bear - Black - Brown - Polar Bee - Bumble - Honey Beetle - Dor - Stag Binturong Bison - American Bonobo Butterfly - Buckeye Caiman Caracal Cat, Domestic - Bombay - Himalayan - Japanese Bobtail - Lykoi - Maine Coon - Norwegian Forest - Oriental - Ragdoll - Shorthair - Turkish Van Centipede - Amazonian Giant - House - Japanese Giant - Red-headed Cheetah Chickadee Chimpanzee Chipmunk - Eastern Cicada - White Ghost Coatimundi - White-nosed Cockroach Coot - European Cow - Holstein Friesian Coyote Coywolf Crocodile - Nile - Saltwater - Siamese Crow - American - Hooded Cryodrakon Damselfly - Blue-tailed Deer - Axis - Caribou - Hog - Marsh - Red - White-tailed Deinonychus Dilophosaurus Dingo Dog, Domestic - Alaskan Malamute - Australian Shepherd - Beagle - Belgian Malinois - Bernese Mountain - Blue Bay Shepherd - Border Collie - Borzoi - Carpathian Shepherd - Cavalier King Charles Spaniel - Czechoslovakian Wolfdog - Dalmatian - Doberman - German Shepherd - Golden Retriever - Greyhound - Husky - Irish Wolfhound - Karst Shepherd - Nova Scotia Duck-tolling Retriever - Saluki - Samoyed - Sighthound - Silken Windhound - Wolfdog - Yorkie Dolphin - Amazon River - Common Donkey Dove Duck - Mallard Eagle - Bald - Golden Elk - American - Irish Eusmlius Fish - Arowana - Barbel - Betta - Bichir - Bristlenose Pleco - Carp - Hag - Koi - Pike - Salmon - Zander Fly - Blue Bottle - House Fossa Fox - Arctic - Bat-eared - Blanford's - Corsac - Crab-eating - Gray - Red, American - Red, European - Swift Gecko - Day Goat Golden Cat - Asiatic Goose - Canada Gorilla Grackle Grebe - Pied-billed Guinea Pig Hamster Hare - Brown - European Hawk - Red-tailed Hawk-Eagle - Changeable - Wallace's Hedgehog Homotherium Hornbill Hornet - Bald-faced - European Horse - Akhal-Teke - Clydesdale - Drum - Mustang Hyena - Aardwolf - Brown - Spotted - Striped Ichthyovenator Iguana Isopod Jackal - Black-Backed Jaguar Jay - Blue - Florida Scrub Jellyfish - Moon - White Spotted Jerboa Kangaroo Kaprosuchus Katydid Kestrel - Eurasian Ladybug Lemur - Black-and-white Ruffed - Red-bellied - Red-ruffed Leopard - African - Clouded - Snow Lion - African - American - Mountain Lynx - Bobcat - Canadian - European - Iberian Macaw - Blue-and-Yellow - Hyacinth - Scarlet - Spix’s Magpie - American - Eurasian - Yellow-billed Margay Marten - American Pine - European Pine - Japanese - Yellow-throated Microraptor Millipede - Crested Mink - American - Sea Monkey - Capuchin Moth - Cecropia - Cinnabar - Common Domestic Silk - Gold - Luna - Rosy Maple - Satin Mouse - Harvest - Hazel Dormouse Muskrat Nautilus Newt - Marbled Octopus - Mimic Opossum Orangutan Osprey Otter - Giant - River - Sea Oviraptor Owl - Barn - Burrowing - Snowy - Tawny Panda - Giant - Red Pangolin - Black-bellied - Tree Parpsauropholus Parrot - Kea Peacock/fowl Pigeon Pitohiu - Hooded Plateosaurus Possum Pterosaur Pufferfish Python - Ball Rabbit - Lionhead - Lop-Eared Raccoon Raven - Common Ray - Sting Rhamphorhynchus Sable Scorpion Sea Lion Sea Slug Seagull - Greater Black-backed Seal - Harbor - Weddell Serval Shark - Chain Catshark - Nurse - Oceanic Blacktip - Sicklefern Lemon Sheep - Bighorn - Domestic - Hebridean - Herdwick - Mouflon Sinosauripteryx Skink - Blue-tailed Snake - Banded Sea Sparrow - Common House Spider - Black Widow - Orb Weaver Spinosaurus Squid Squirrel - Eastern Fox - Finlayson's - Gray - Red Stoat Stork - Shoebill Styracosaurus Tamarin - Golden Lion Terrorbird Tiger - Bengal - Siberian - Sumatran Toucan Tyrannosaur Uromastyx Vulture - Bearded - Black - Turkey Wasp - Potter Weasel Whale - Killer - Minke - Pilot - Right Whiptail - New Mexico Wolf - Alaskan - Arctic - Coastal - Eastern - European - Gray - Himalayan - Labrador - Mackenzie River - Maned - Mexican - Northern Rocky Mountain - Northwestern - Red - Tundra Wolfdog Wolverine Zebra - Grevey's - Mountain - Plains

[djarinbabysnotes]

Prologue Preview: Self-Indulgence

Pair: College Matt Murdock x Female Reader (she/her pronouns)

Tags: ANGST, friends to potential lovers, insane yearning to the point of miscommunication, (requited) unrequited love, meet-cute, slow-burn, jealousy, somewhat follows most of canon, eventual smut

Word count: 942 words

Authors note: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE accept my apology for not writing a fic since 2023. Times got tough but I finally got my diploma and it's been sitting on my kitchen counter since. Who cares, right? But fanfiction writing is back on my arsenal, and so is Daredevil. College Matt, you've had my heart from the beginning.

I've had this fanfic idea for so long about Matt Murdock falling in love with a singer??? I'm a huge swiftie and I think Matt Murdock's stupidity lines up with several Taylor Swift songs. My self-sabotage king. Anyway, most of this will be based off of Taylor Swift songs and I've curated this Spotify playlist a long time ago to map out the plot. So here we are. Concrit is appreciated, and please do reblog.

Coming to your nearest Ao3: "Self-Indulgence"

For the rest of my works, please do take the time to visit my Ao3 masterlist. Thank you!

Law school.

It was a metaphorical ditch.

Matt often found her words poetic, almost optimistic with a level of sadness that lingered deep within; like a heartbeat that faltered every few hundred seconds, unsteady, and maybe he was always the cause of it.

She wasn't just some girl from college or grad school, no— The coeds from Columbia flirted with him until he politely declined, and Foggy would send him a subtle kick to the back of his shoes in disappointment, and a split second of indecision would go through his head until he would backtrack and shyly ask the girl to join him for a drink. The cheap Irish whiskey would linger on his lips until it got smudged with the chemical taste of said girl's lipstick. A sock on his and Foggy's door would stay until the early hours of the morning, until said girl found her way out of his life for another one to step in.

Those girls were easy to talk to, or at least it was for him.

When Matt Murdock met her in Columbia, one semester into his undergrad, it was nothing short of a lucid blur; She had the kind of heartbeat that stood out from the crowd as she weaved through the footsteps of students that didn't even spare her a glance. In a way, he felt unique to notice her, special even. She mistakenly dropped a book in front of his feet and he had to pretend to trip over it— And just like that, she fell into his trap. And he was somewhat delusional for it.

An accountancy undergrad, spoonfed by her parents who had plenty of wealth on their belts that he could only imagine a portion of. She wasn't the type to complain often, but she wasn't the biggest fan of having to go to law school by force. He knew half of his criminal law class were bored out of their minds and only wanted to pass each final for bragging rights to their Wall Street parents who originally wanted their children to go off to Harvard, Yale, or Stanford, but didn't make the cut. He knew he was one of the few who'd actually pursue law after passing the bar, and he was doing everything that he could to make it happen.

It was smart of him, of course, to keep two people in his corner to keep him in check every time he felt like he was slacking. The two, of course, were often the opposite of being responsible; Foggy Nelson kept his optimism every time he'd come back to the dorms with a hidden stash of cheap tequila in his back pack, and she— of all people who shouldn't be in love with cheap alcohol— was a big fan of avoiding extra credit. In a way, their own ways of loosening up kept him busy in trying to get the three of them back on track, and the system worked.

She found her way past the uptight dorm hall marshalls every time, flashing them a polite smile and subtly holding up her advanced law books while holding onto his or Foggy's arm. The ruse of a study session always ended up with a new addition to Foggy's glass bottle graveyard on top of a dresser, mingling with the colorful miniature dinosaurs they they once bought with a dollar for a pack after one of their drunken nights. The dorm room wasn't luxurious, but it felt homely even with the smell of Foggy's cheap body spray and the bin that had always smelled of Chinese takeout leftovers. Sometimes, the smell of her empty energy drink cans would also linger in the room for days until the trash gets emptied out, and if he focused hard enough, her perfume would also linger on the walls.

It was stupid. Crushes were for high schoolers, and he was past the age of yearning for a girl who occasionally called him dude with a displeased tone every time he'd say a lame joke. Her faux disappointment with his humor would always end with a slight chuckle falling from her lips, and that was usually a sign of his victory. He knew she was pretty based on the skipping heartbeats from some of the undergrads that would pass by on campus grounds, and she wasn't opposed to flirting with all kinds of people. It was only flirting for her, and nothing more. She didn't sleep around, which was a relief for her safety around campus, but her affinity to find the nearest stash of alcohol at every party was almost a talent. She didn't, however, fail to hand him a drink as well. Thoughtful of her to not leave him hanging, but thoughtless after her fifth glass of anything with a suspicious scent to it.

He found it endearing.

On the walk back to the dorms, she'd have both arms occupied with holding onto him and Foggy while singing some tune that almost made her sound like an angel. She was full of talent, that much he knew of, and she definitely had several options in the entertainment industry to fall back on if law didn't pan out. Foggy was one to encourage the drunken hymns by joining in with a less graceful rendition, and Matt— he'd be the one giggling through his inebriated state until he found the comfort of his own bed.

In short, the path to law school would fall into the list of things he wasn't particularly fond of, but some if it was easy— Having his friends made it feel easy.

Even if he wasn't sure of how it would all turn out.

[ihearhercalling]

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[jeanzcorner]

Just A Wee Bit O' Fun

One Shot

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish x OC (Jeanz O'Riley) Rated: E for everyone Authors Note: This is my first time writing for COD. I hope you guys enjoy it and my OC Jeanz. Please feel free to comment and reblog.

It was a rare day the team had a day off, no missions, no training rookies. Jeanz was invited to stay a bit longer on base if she wanted to, and the redheaded sergeant couldn’t resist staying a bit longer with the 141. Jeanz had gone outside while the others were in the rec room, wanting a smoke and to look up at the clouds on the nice day. Soap and Gaz had bugged Price, wanting to get off base and go do something as a team, something fun.

“Alright, fine. How about laser tag? A new place just opened up in town?” Price finally relented, though his face was amused, the smile clear through his beard.

“Aye, ah ken you would come around,” Soap said with a grin. He didn’t bother hiding his excitement, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Ghost, who had silently been leaning against the wall, made a noise of agreement. Price’s idea was a good one, if he had a competitive spirit and planned on winning, that was only for him to know. Gaz let out a cheer, but then he got a sly look on his face, sending a mischievous grin toward Soap.

“I say we should invite Jeanz, the Irish spitfire could make it more interesting,” he suggested amusement teasing at his words.

“Sounds good to me, Gaz,” Price agreed with a knowing grin. Sending a look at his Scottish sergeant, he went on, “Soap, why don’t you go find the Irish lass?”

“Ah guess I can do that,” Soap muttered, a faint blush coming to his cheeks. He may or may not have a soft spot for the Irish sergeant, that everyone on the team knew. Soap left the rec room, his steps determined, after telling the others he and Jeanz would meet them at the car. He knew exactly where Jeanz would be, more than likely outside enjoying a smoke and watching the clouds near her favorite tree, something he noticed she did whenever she had a chance. He always enjoyed watching her silently as she always seemed like she was in her own element. He had drawn her more times than he could count, not that he would tell her, yet, maybe someday. Making his way outside, blue eyes looking around for that unmistakable red hair. He spotted her under a tree, the gravel crunching under her feet as she shifted, smoking and looking up at the clouds just like he expected. Taking her in brought a soft smile to his lips as he made his way over to her, his boots crunching on the gravel.

Jeanz wasn’t wearing a uniform, having instead trading it in for a black tee and some black leggings it seemed. Soap thought she couldn’t look any more beautiful, shoving his hands in his pockets and biting his lip to hold back the dopey grin that wanted to escape him. “There’s my favorite Irish spitfire,” he announced, sliding up next to her and nudging her shoulder playfully with his own. Jeanz let out a small snort, rolling her hazel eyes playfully as she dropped her cigarette butt and snuffed it out with her boot, the gravel crunching beneath it, nudging Soap back as she looked up at him. “I’m pretty sure I’m tha’ only Irish person ye know,” she teased with a smile, raising an eyebrow at him. “Aye, ‘spose yer right,” he conceded with a small chuckle.

“So, did ye ‘ave a reason for findin’ me? Or did ye just miss my beautiful face?” Jeanz continued, watching with satisfaction as his cheeks turned a light pink. Soap rolled his eyes as he let out a nervous chuckle. Shaking his head and cursing his ma for the gene of blushing easily, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, leading her toward the parking lot. “Goin’ laser tagging. Yer comin’ wit,” he answered. They strolled, Jeanz tucked neatly under his arm. “Doesn’t seem like I ‘ave a choice,” she snickered, her body subconsciously leaning into him, her arm coming up and wrapping around his waist, following him to the car and climbing in with the rest of the team. She got stuck between Gaz and Soap; her small frame the only one that could sit almost comfortably between them. Ghost with his long-as-hell legs, took the passenger seat, and by no stretch of the imagination, Price drove. Soon enough they had made it, all of them clambering out of the car and into the building. Jeanz had to hold back a snicker at the sight of the front desk person’s eyes going wide as she looked up from her computer. Seeing four tall, broad men and one tiny woman ready to pay for a round of laser tag was a bit shocking.

Transaction complete, they headed towards the course. They had all the time and the entire place to themselves, so of course it was an intense competition from the get-go. Jeanz ran off alone, happily shooting Ghost from behind with a cheer. Booking it before he could turn around and shoot her, she struggled to hear his grumbled complaints and promises to get her back over the sound of her giggles. Price got her first. Snuck up behind her, shot her shoulder sensor, and took off behind a wall before she could retaliate. Jeanz let out a string of Gaelic curses as she dodged around a corner, looking for her next victim. It went on like this for a good twenty minutes and surprisingly, Jeanz and Soap were currently tied for first.

Having successfully avoided Soap thus far Jeanz knew her luck had to be running on empty. Missions were never a good time to be distracted, but here? Gah, his handsome face would lose her this round. She couldn’t afford it. Unfortunately for her, Soap was heavily competitive and had designs on her demise. He waited for the perfect time. Blue eyes watched as Jeanz silently shifted in front of him. Poor lass hadn’t realized he stood in the shadows. A self-satisfied grin crossed his lips. Jeanz let out a small yelp of surprise as hands pulled her into the darkness of a corner she had missed. Soap pinned her to the wall with his body, her hazel eyes went a bit wide as she stared up at him. “Johnny? What are y-” He cut her off as his lips met hers. Her mind short-circuited trying to process what was happening.

Soap held back a groan as he kissed Jeanz. His heart soared in his chest. Finally, he had let himself reach for the desire he kindled for her since she joined the team. Jeanz let out a small moan as she felt his lips pressed against hers.Her hands came up,grabbing the laser tag vest, and pulling him closer to her. Soap couldn’t help the groan that left him as she pulled him closer, his body pressing her more roughly against the wall. One of his hands reached up to tangle in her hair, his tongue sweeping out to brush against her bottom lip, needing to deepen the kiss.

Jeanz let out a small gasp, her hands tightening as she opened her mouth for him, her tongue twisting around his. A sense of satisfaction left her as she heard another groan leave him. He tasted like something she couldn’t name, but it was unique to him and whatever chips he had been snacking on before they came here. Soap couldn’t help the sounds that left him as he finally got to taste her, she tasted like cigarettes and something sweet he couldn’t name, but he found himself getting addicted to her taste already.

He continued their kiss, reluctant about it ending. His lungs screamed for air. His brain told them to figure it out and use the sips of air he could steal from between her lips. When the countdown timer buzzed overhead, Soap set the remainder of his plan in motion. Reluctantly pulling back, Soap reveled in the kissed dumb shock in Jeanz’s slow blinking hazel eyes.

Without another thought, he winked and shot her vest. Her annoyed shriek of his name drew a full smile and a throaty chuckle from his lips. His lips that he had used to kiss her. Stay focused man, he’d nearly won. He jogged his way back over to the door, not bothering to hide the smile on his face. Seeing his name atop the scoreboard high on the wall brought out another laugh. Jeanz’s name beneath his deserved a photo to remember it by. He pulled out his phone, snapping a picture of the scores.

“How the hell did you beat all of us? Jeanz was tied with you, what happened?” Gaz questioned a little bit out of breath, rubbing a hand at some sweat on his forehead, brow raised as he removed his vest. Gaz glanced past Soap as Jeanz appeared. Between her red cheeks, annoyed pout, and the way she glared at Soap, something must have happened. “I won with my charm o’ course,” Soap crowed as he removed his own vest. He followed his team to the counter, each of them placing the vests and guns in a neat line. “Ye mean ye cheated, ye bampot,” Jeanz retorted, her cheeks still red as she crossed her arms, trailing after the team as they left the building. “Did nae! Yer just upset because I won!” Soap countered, grin wide. He watched her as they crossed the dark parking lot. It wasn’t too cold outside, the August air was perfect. A small breeze drifted around them, distracting him as it shifted her hair. They made it to the car, parked under a streetlight. It wasn’t a surprise, Price always parked under a light because he’s as paranoid as the rest of them.

“Ye kissed me ta trick me!” Jeanz snapped as they piled back into the car to head back to base. Price and Ghost made eye contact when they heard that, their brows raising. They were surprised Soap had gotten up the nerve to kiss the little Irish spitfire. They had discussed it often enough during late-night conversations, and they had all agreed that hell would freeze over and pigs would fly before Soap ever did anything about his crush on Jeanz. The men didn’t comment, letting their banter fill the silence. Everyone rolled their eyes at some of Soap’s worse comments though. “Ye ken what? I’m nae arguing about this anymore, c’mere,” Soap declared. He grabbed Jeanz chin, the passing streetlight illuminating her face as he pressed his lips to hers once more. Jeanz’s smile lingered as she melted into his touch. Her hand wrapped around his wrist that held her face. Gaz let out a whistle, a wolfish grin on his face. Price had to fight down a smile as he drove. “‘Bout time damn time,” Ghost said in his deep voice, but they could all hear the smile he was wearing under his mask. @backseatsoldier @lostintransit

[kbunburyhelps]

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[huramuna]

hi! i'm philomena! you can call me philo, phil, or phia. i am 25 and from florida, usa (est timezone) & i'm neurodivergent (autistic) i am irish & indigenous american! i am also non-binary, any pronouns are okay. i love dragons, moths, and the moon. my ao3 • my main is @eiralune, so follows & likes will come from there!

i don't do taglists any more unfortunately, its mostly because i never remember and then feel bad about it so i've made a second blog just for reblogging my fics! @huramuna-fics -- follow & turn on notifications for just my fic postings!

requests are OPEN! request info & masterlist under the cut.

i am currently obsessed with HotD, more specifically, Aemond Targaryen. i also love Alicent Hightower and Helaena Targaryen and am always up to talk about them. i am a new aegon ii girlie, but i love that pathetic sopping wet cat! i have been writing most of my life but finally have the courage to actually publish some of my work, so enjoy!

my general fic recs are here! take a look at my golden grail fic recs here! these are fics i would take with me to a desert island, to the grave, adorned on a shrine, etc. they are the ones that i reread semi-regularly and are my absolute favorites. my work is 18+, so minors please DO NOT interact. i will smite you.

MASTERLIST

feel free to drop requests, but there is no guarantee i will actually do them -- my writing drive comes and goes and i usually hyper fixate on the one thing i am currently working on, but i will mark them for later and reply once the request is done! rest assured, i am looking at every request. 🤭

i will write for aemond, helaena, alicent and aegon II. i will only write wlw for alicent and helaena. i won't write requests the following themes: - non-con - incest - underage

[dustcollectingbones]

Intro post time!

General stuff:

Hi I’m Dust Collecting Bones a.k.a. Thomas! I’m like a court jester except I’m also attracted a little too much by bones.

I also now have a sideblog for my manic rants and ramblings, she’s called @manicassandra!

Please block this person, they are a horrible person and have ruined my life and will likely ruin yours.

You will often see me reblogging cool stuff, ranting about strange things, or getting much too invested in random posts. I don’t like to participate in many controversies or extreme beliefs and even if I did I will likely not post about it.

Fun facts:

I am Bisexual/Pan-questioning and Grey-Ace

I am okay with all pronouns, but female ones are preferred (very small preference)!

I speak English and Mongolian, am learning Japanese and Korean, and know a small amount of Russian and Spanish

I play the piano (quite badly mind you)

Despite spending the majority of my life in none of these countries, I speak with a mix of Californian, British, and Irish accents

I have audhd, and probably other undiagnosed stuff

Warnings/non-fun facts:

I am extremely queer and proud about it

I (though you likely won’t see much posting about it) sh and have an ed

I have an ed, sh, and several anxiety issues so please tag gore/sh/ed/su1c1d3 related content and use tone indicators!!!

I don’t have OSDD, but function in a similar manner (if you really must know dm and I can explain)

I am very defensive of my moots and will not tolerate any hate towards them

Dni:

Nsfw and porn accounts (though I can forgive posting about it I won’t interact with accounts solely centred around it)

Transphobes, homophobes, TERFs, racists, queerphobes, and any other uncool people

Adults in dms

Interests:

I dibble and dabble I’m several fields of study, such as physics, both quantum and applied, engineering (though one could argue that’s just really applied physics), chemistry, medicine, psychology, biology, and many more.

I love learning about new strange things so feel free to send me just cool stuff you find out about. I also have an extensive collection of useless or obscure information you’ll likely never need.

Music taste:

I love almost any genre, but my favourite musicians are as follows in no particular order:

Will Wood, IDKHBTFM, Waitress, Liability Luke, Changeline, Machinery of the Human Heart, Issbrokie/Shteppie, Lightnin’ Luke, Crispin de Sade (a.k.a. @outlying-hyppocrate), Kendrick Lamar, Femtanyl, That Handsome Devil, Shayfer James, Isiah Rashad, Dib Dooley, Teddy Hyde, Bear Ghost, and Aaron May.

There are much more mind you these are just my most prominent listens (pls feel free to dm me for music recommendations).

Hobbies:

Music writing

Piano & singing

Reading

Cooking

Brazilian Jiu Jitsu

Writing

Drawing

Coding

Fandoms:

I consume podcast dramas at a voracious pace but if I could name my favourites it would be TMA/TMagP, The Penumbra, The Silt Verses, Hymns for the Road, Midnight Burger, Malevolent, We Fix Space Junk, and Ch&T especially

Other fandoms include: Rick Riordan books, Good Omens, Doctor Who, Arcane, Pokemon, Devil May Cry, Fear and Hunger, Mouthwashing, etc

Why Dust Collecting Bones?:

It's both (at the risk of sounding self-absorbed) clever wordplay and a vague description of my hobbies. It can mean bones that collect dust (i.e. old bones), or dust (as in myself) that collects bones (my Vulture-esque habits), and bones (as in myself) that collects old things (also my strange habits).

It's mainly because I have a fascination with all things old, dead, or in various stages of decay. From collecting antiques, to preserving specimens, if it's old, I like it!

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Sihtric, Finan and Osferth // The Last Kingdom S4E1

Today was officially pronounced as "International Gremlinssons day" by the one and only @sihtricfedaraaahvicius (reasons behind this see in the respective blogs 😂). In addition to that I have just reached 200 followers milestone which seems absolutely incredibly fucking amasing for me.

I'm wiping my tears of happiness with my two cats right now.

When I started to hang around here I could never imagine that someone will actually like my rambling, but you apparently do and I'm so thankful for that! 💖💖💖

To celebrate all this I've decided to open my requests for gifs - not only for Sihtric but for any TLK character.

The requests will be open until 8th November which is also my birthday and please reblog this post so more gremlinssons and ordinary people 😆 can see it.

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Donald, Daisy and Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck celebrate St. Patrick's Day - Donald Duck, Gladstone Gander and Fethry Duck celebrate St. Patrick's Day - Duckverse

March 17th is celebrated as the National Day of Ireland since that day is also St. Patrick's Day which is celebrated by both Catholics and Orthodox and St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland. On that day, people in Ireland dress en masse in green and wear partly a Leprechaun suit (a lucky little elf) and carry four-leaf clovers as symbols of good luck. Admittedly, even though I'm late, I definitely drew something related to that day and to wish everyone a happy St. Patrick's Day and may luck follow you!

The first drawing shows Donald and Daisy Duck along with Donald's nephews, Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck wearing green clothes and a four leaf clover and I drew them in a classic version in my own way. And don't worry, it's not the three Louies, they just wore the same color of clothes. With the fact that Louie wears a backwards cap so you can distinguish a little better. And they are all in fields with four-leaf clovers.

Another drawing shows Donald Duck celebrating St. Patrick's Day with Gladstone and Fethry Duck also in green with Donald and Gladstone Gander wearing leprechaun hats and toasting with ale (Irish beer) and all wearing four leaf clovers. By the way, Gladstone is typical of this, since he is a lucky duck-goose and is constantly pestering Donald because Donald has bad luck. But not this time and so Donald and Gladstone are reconciled and celebrate the holiday together. And then there is Fethry Duck and I mostly drew in my own style combining comics and Ducktales style in 2017. Admittedly, this is an old drawing from two years ago, although I didn't finish it until now, so I haven't used that style in a long time, since I changed it a long time ago.

I hope you like these drawings and I wish everyone a belated Happy St. Patrick's Day and a Happy Ireland Day and good luck! Feel free to like and reblog this, but please don't use my same ideas without crediting me! Thank you!

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A Khthonic Wiccan Guide to Imbolc

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To those living in the Northern Hemisphere, I bid Imbolc’s blessings to all who celebrate! As we move into midwinter, we must remind ourselves that the darkest days are behind us and spring is just around the corner. This is a time of transformation, planning, and cleansing – all to prepare ourselves for the new year which now stands before us. Today, I share with you not only the history of this sabbat, but how I observe and celebrate it on my own path as a Khthonic Wicca (which you can read about here).

History & Folklore

Coming from either Old Irish ‘i mbolc’ (in the belly [of pregnant ewes]) or ‘Oímelc’ (ewe’s milk), Imbolc (pronounced ‘im-bulk’) is one of the eight sabbats of the Wiccan Wheel of the Year which is inspired by the Gaelic traditional festival of the same name. It may also be called Imbolg or Saint Brigid’s Day. As it occurs during midwinter – the halfway point between the winter solstice and the spring equinox (~Feb. 1st in the Northern Hemisphere/~Aug. 1st in the Southern Hemisphere) – it is considered a Lesser Sabbat, though this does not imply that it is any less important than the four Greater Sabbats.

Imbolc is mentioned in early Irish literature, with some historians arguing that there is evidence to suggest that its observance dates back to ancient times. Regardless of date of origin, the original festival was said to have been associated with the season of lambing and the goddess Brigid, an Irish goddess of fire, metalwork, poetry, healing, protection, and wisdom. Her influence can also be found in Christian and Haitian mythos via figures like Saint Brigid and Maman Brigitte, respectively.

Though little is known about Imbolc’s original rites and customs, there are remaining Old Irish works which give us some cultural insight into the practices around that time period. Besides tending to the livestock, it was also a time of cleansing, blessing, and protection. Around this time of year, people would conduct a spring cleaning of the home, leave offerings of coins or ribbon at holy wells in exchange for water to bless the family and hearth, pour libations to the earth and sea of milk or porridge in soil or running water, and decorate the graves of recently deceased maidens. Brigid’s Crosses, four-armed crosses woven from straw or rushes, would be made and hung over doors, windows, and stables until the next Imbolc to invite Brigid’s protection throughout the year.

On Imbolc’s Eve, if families were considered virtuous, Brigid would visit to bless them and their house. To prepare, a family supper would be made including dishes like sowans, dumplings, colcannon, barmbrack, and bannocks, with some of the meal set aside for her. In many traditions, a bed would be made for her out of straw or rushes, preceded or followed by a member of the family representing Brigid carrying out the more region-specific traditions or a corn dolly called the Dealbh Bríde (Icon of Brigid) being laid in the bed beside a birch wand which represented the wand which Brigid used to bring back the vegetation of spring. Women in some parts of the Hebrides would also dance around the bed holding a large clothing and chanting, “Bridean, Bridean, thig an nall ‘s dean do leabaidh!” (“Brigid, Brigid, come over and make your bed!”) Before bed, some people would leave clothing out overnight to be blessed and others would rake the ashes of the hearth fire smoothly to check for signs of Brigid’s visitation.

On the day of Imbolc, a procession would be held by young maidens, dressed in white and hair unbound, carrying a doll known as the Brídeóg (Little Brigid), made similarly to the corn dollies made for her representation in the home, though sometimes with the embellishment of a shell or crystal set on her chest called the Reul-iuil Bríde (Guiding Star of Brigid). In some places, one of the maidens would instead take on the role of the escorted Brigit, donning Brigid’s Crown, Brigid’s Shield, and Brigid’s Cross, all made from straw or rushes. In some places still, Straw Boys in straw masks and conical hats would occompany these maidens during the procession, playing folk music to accompany the hymns sung by the girls. Throughout the day, the group would go from home to home receiving food or decoration for the Brídeóg. Afterward, the maidens would have a meal with the Brideog seated at the head of the table, put her to bed with a lullaby, and invite local young men in to pay respects to her before joining for an evening of merrymaking.

In what is perhaps a forerunning to the North American event of Groundhog Day, there was also a tradition of observing the behaviors of weather and animals, such as serpents and badgers, to determine how much longer winter would last before the warmer weather finally set in. It was said that, during this time, the hag Cailleach is busy gathering firewood for the remainder of winter. If she requires more time for wood gathering, the weather on Imbolc will be bright and sunny – an indicator that a longer winter is ahead. If the weather is poor, however, Cailleach is instead said to be fast asleep, which indicates that winter is nearing its end.

Even in the modern era, Imbolc is a promise that winter will not last forever, regardless of how the season shows up for you regionally. Gaia begins to stir from her stillness, and flashes of life sprout up from snow or formerly dormant flora. It is a time to clear away the old which does not serve us and to begin plans for the new. Over the winter, we have cocooned, and as we being awaken from this internal slumber, we emerge transformed and rejuvenated.

Today, Wiccans, Druids, and Celtic practitioners are among those who observe Imbolc – with Celtic Reconstructions being the most loyal to its historical traditions. As of 2023, Imbolc has been made an annual public holiday in Ireland, with festivals, parades, and other events marking the occasion. Among other relevant festivals are the Imbolc International Music Festival in Derry, the Brigit Festival in Dublin, and the Imbolc Fire Festival in West Yorkshire.

In Khthonic Wicca

In Khthonic Wicca, we observe the Wheel of the Year through the journey of Persephone. In Persephone’s cyclical seasonal journey, Imbolc marks the beginning of Persephone’s trek to Gaia’s surface. As she spends her final precious moments beside her husband and begins making preparations, Hekate lights the way for her travels, and Demeter begins thawing the surface for her return. We, too, should cleanse and prepare ourselves and our homes at this time to make room for the vibrant energies she brings with her.

In domain, Brigid shares many parallels with the goddesses Hekate, Hestia, and Athene, making them all equally worthy of honor at this time of year. Hekate, of course, in her rule over all realms, is honored on my path year-round. For Athene, we hang a representation of the Aigis in place of a Brigid’s Cross. Finally, while being honored for the whole of February, we give special thanks to Hestia on this day by tending to the home and hearth. As with every Khthonic Wiccan observance of the sabbat, we also take time during Imbolc to offer prayer to the Sacred Triad, to the Olympioi, and to the Protogenoi in accordance with seasonal shifts in energies.

I also tend to observe the sabbats more seasonally. In the case of Imbolc, I begin preparations and decorating around January 11th, moving onto Ostara around February 21st. This, I feel, really gives me the opportunity to enjoy and immerse myself in the seasonal cycle as the Wheel of the Year turns. I see no reason to limit my appreciation for Gaia’s abundant beauty to a single day of celebration at a time.

As acts of service around this time of year, it is recommended to donate blankets and food to those in need, to help clean and cleanse the homes of those who could use your assistance, to shovel and clear away snow and ice on roads and walkways, or to aid in the preparation of a community garden.

Sabbat Correspondences

In paralleling Brigid’s traditional role at Imbolc, we may wish to honor Hekate, Athene, and Hestia at various points in our celebrations. In particular, however, Hestia’s role in home and hearth makes her a particularly wonderful choice for honoring during this sabbat. In Wicca, we also acknowledge the stage of Divine Youth – the Maiden Goddess and the Youth God. The Goddess has begun to awaken after the birth of the God during Yule. Khaos metamorphosizes into Kosmos just before the Dawning of Existence. Gaia awakens after the birth of Ouranos just before the Dawning of the Tangible. Persephone makes her way toward the surface just before the Dawning of Spring.

Plants: Sage, Angelica, Snowbell, Crocus, Dragon’s Blood Minerals: Salt, Selenite, Citrine, Larimar, Pyrite Colors: White, Pale Green, Pale Yellow, Pale Pink, Pale Blue Animals: Cow, Sheep, Groundhog, Robin, Dragon Symbols: The Aigis (Brigid’s Cross), Corn Dolly, Besom, Hearth, White Flowers Tarot: Death, The Empress, The Star

Imbolc Ritual Ideas

Being that this is on or around the first of the month, any of the workings I do at this time come after my Monthly Cleansing Ritual, which I conduct on the first of each month. If you don’t currently have a monthly cleansing routine – which I highly recommend every practicing witch have (The Basics of Spiritual Safety & Wellbeing) – Imbolc is absolutely the time to perform one. I follow this up with my Imbolc Hearth Blessing Ritual, in which I offer prayer to Hestia over a devotional candle. If you are someone who likes to bless your décor, this would be the time to do so.

I may also prepare my symbolic Aigis amulet made from air-dry baking soda “clay” to perform my Hanging of the Aigis Ritual during this time. As with my first ritual, this is a simple process of prayer to Athene followed by the hanging of the recently made amulet near or above the front door, where it will remain until the following year. You may choose to make multiple amulets for other entrances and/or windows.

Finally, I have a personal Khthonic Prayer of Success for the year ahead, followed by my personal favorite Imbolc working, which I refer to as the Embodiment of the Dragon Ritual. For this ritual, I call upon the spirits of dragons to stoke the Spark within my heart – the part of us that makes us who we are – to aid in motivation and enthusiasm and empower my authentic self in the year ahead.

Imbolc Spread Ideas

Imbolc is the perfect time for preserved and pickled foods, dairy products, and cleansing herbs like sage and rosemary. My current Imbolc’s Day spread opens with a charcuterie spread – cheeses, cured meats, nuts, and dried fruits – preferably local. This can be picked on throughout the day or stored in containers in the refrigerator and/or pantry which allow for snacking throughout the season.

For supper on the night of, I serve an entrée of sage and rosemary chicken with sides of balsamic glazed carrots, traditional colcannon, and herbal buttered buns. This may be served with spiced moon milk – which is wonderful for the immune system during this time of year – and a choice of wine, ale, or mead. Finally, for dessert, a baked custard does nicely. If you choose to follow my tradition, you may of course alter or substitute dishes to fit your particular dietary needs and preferences.

For Your Reference

The Digital Grimoire provides a plethora of free resources on witchcraft, Khthonic Wicca, and more. As of today, a quick reference for Imbolc has been added to the Sabbats subsection, available here on my website any time you should need it. Until my next article, have a very blessed Imbolc!

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Loves Revolution

Prologue

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw (as Micheal Collins) x Jake Seresin (as Harry Boland) x OC! Madison Cassidy

Word count: 500words

A/n: This is the first post to my new series so please be nice! I'm going to try to make this into a series so please show this story a bit of love and reblog!

Summary: Bradley, Jake and Maddie have been friends for many years ongoing. Bradley from Cork and Jake and Madison from the troubled Dublin, have been close for life. Now fighting in the 1916 Easter rising and the ongoing history to the Treaty and the independence of Ireland their story lives on.

History: Bradley (represents) :Michael Collins (October 16, 1890 – August 22, 1922) was an Irish revolutionary, soldier, and politician who was a key role in the early twentieth-century campaign for Irish independence. During the Irish Civil War, he served as Director of Intelligence for the Irish Republican Army (IRA) and as a government minister in the self-proclaimed Irish Republic. From January 1922, he was Chairman of the Provisional Government of the Irish Free State, and from July till his death in an ambush in August 1922, he was Commander-in-Chief of the National Army.

Jake (represents) :Harry Boland (April 27, 1887 – August 1, 1922) was an Irish republican politician who led the Irish Republican Brotherhood from 1919 to 1920. From 1918 until 1922, he was a Teachta Dála (TD).He was elected as the MP for Roscommon South in the 1918 general election, but, like other Sinn Féin candidates, he did not serve in the British House of Commons, instead sitting as a TD in the First Dáil. Boland was elected to the second Dáil as a TD for Mayo South-Roscommon South in the 1921 general election. He was re-elected as an anti-Treaty candidate in 1922, but he perished two months later during the Irish Civil War.

History :The Easter Rising (Irish: Éir Amach na Cásca), often known as the Easter Rebellion, was an armed insurgency in Ireland in April 1916 during Easter Week. While the United Kingdom was waging the First World War, Irish republicans started the Rising against British control in Ireland with the goal of establishing an independent Irish Republic. It was Ireland's greatest important insurrection since the 1798 rebellion and the first armed battle of the Irish revolutionary period. Beginning in May 1916, sixteen of the Rising's leaders were executed. The executions' nature, as well as following political developments, eventually contributed to an upsurge in popular support for Irish independence.

Warning: Mentions of gun use, ptsd, mentions of death, mentions of shooting, flirting, mentions of abuse, description of dead body, death, blood

"Sir, we got the General Post Office surrounded, Sir! We believe that inside are De Valera, Macdonagh, Clark, Connolly and a lot of other rebellions, sir!" One of the funny dressed British soldiers replies to their head commander, with hand at forehead, ready for a salute. This is how the English planned it all along, for the most important rebellions to be stuck at one place, surrounded with no escape.

"So we have the G.P.O, good, very good, but what about O'Connells street, Stevens green, The Liffey and the four courts?" The head commander asked the young man who still held his hand above his head, not moving an inch. "The areas are empty, sir! Either captured or escaped but the rest are at the G.P.O, sir!"

They're all where they were supposed to be, all in one place, no room to escape and they'll give in to this nonsense, they had no way to continue fighting against the British or loyal Irish. The undertakers or loyal Irish were against the rebellions, fighting against them at this very moment, all they had to do now is give themselves up to the English.

"Are there any women inside, lieutenant?" Any innocent woman that had been stuck inside the G.P.O that had been inside the building for the past five days, did not deserve the faith they may face in several minutes from now. The soldiers aligned outside of the building will not hesitate to kill anyone on the inside but the women didn't deserve it.

"There's women of aid and very little volunteers, sir! We believe that one of the fellow female friends of De Valera's help is inside the building. Her parents put her off name Madison Cassidy, but to the public she's known as 'Maddie', sir!" A woman so apparently known to the public but how? No woman that the commander has heard of went by that name or was 'known to the public', no woman has ever had the might or power to be so known in the streets of Dublin or the county of Leinster. "What do you mean 'known to the public', lieutenant?" "She's a public speaker, sir!"

A female public speaker? And that was apparently known to people. Absurd. An absolute absurdity. Some young girl, that he has never heard of decided to become a public speaker. What a joke! She should be scrubbing the dishes, washing the linen, taking care of the kids or cooking and not wasting her time over public speeches. And who would even listen to her? Some sort of female, trying to put her thought into a speech that is apparently supposed to motivate people to do something.

And she believes that's gonna work, but like the lieutenant mentioned, she did work with De Valera. "Bring her to me, nobody lay a finger upon her, understood?" "Yes sir!"

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