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norsesuggestions · 1 year ago
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You mentioned kids getting candy on easter and I'm curious how it differs from Finland. You mentioned the kids just ask for candy because it's easter, no threat of tricks. In Finland kids give out decorated willow branches and recite a little poem of wishing someone health for the coming year. Is that a thing in Sweden?
We dont do the branch things which tbh sound really cute (and fun to make!)
The children useally draw cards, at the genuine made by a 6 year old art level, with an easter theme
Like.. a chicken. Maybe one has written happy easter on them. Never recall seeing any store brought cards, only cards with vague shapes drawn by children is what is used.
So some sort of exhange is going on. Buuuut, the happy easter cards are not obligatory, and also. Often very small. And low effort
They are not the main event as such. So, it feels very much like just going:
"Hi neighbour i am dressed as a witch, give me candy thank you"
(Being dressed as a witch is obligatoric though. No candy if you just. Show up in your regular clothes.
Being:
1. a child
2. dressed like a witch
Is step one to getting that free easter candy haha)
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kushanna · 12 days ago
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I think one of the biggest lessons ep5 wants to teach you, is that if Battler posits on ep5 that he is NO LONGER the detective, and you therefore can no longer trust his testimony in that episode (ie him seeing kinzo’s ghost) than what may you learn about eps1-4 where he IS the detective?
What truths are factual, seen with his own eyes? what truths may be hidden in his blind spots?
An example shown in ep5 may be the way to look at magical scenes, think natsuhi happily walking with kinzos ghost in the garden, where lambdabern cruelly tear away the heart of her testimony to show the truth of her standing alone, sad and quiet😢
HHHHMMMMmmmmm, i see. i think i used to be more conscious of this "only 100% trust what battler can see with his own eyes" rule in the beginning, but then after a while it felt like there SO much he didn't see, and i'm not even talking only about the magical scenes, i'd have to be suspicious of SO much, that i got lost 🤦🏻‍♀️ and like... what the hell happened in episode 4 then? piece battler very much saw a woman like beatrice in the portrait standing on the balcony, he spoke to her. unless he's nearsighted and saw it wrong lmao... but ??????? FUCK
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235uranium · 1 year ago
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back from the barbie movie and I certainly have Thoughts on what the movie was doing but overall I do think it's worth seeing! it's fun
#☢️.txt#spoilers in tags!#i think what they did with ken is actually really fascinating and while i do get why the movie doesnt focus on his motivations#or the fantasy politics of barbieland#i AM personally interested in them#like his frustration is coming from a legitimate place and the movie does acknowledge that both barbie (margot) and the barbies overall were#Not In The Right and its not the actual solution to the issue of feminism#in the same way that the movie acknowledged that barbie didnt solve feminism and in many cases ended up playing into#the very ideas that prevent women from pursuing the jobs barbie is often shown in#im sure ppl will critique the movie for not going far enough but like. i dont think their point was to make a massive statement?#so much as it was to make a campy blockbuster that gently acknowledges the ways people can so often feel left out#its not the feminist piece of a generation so much as it is a love letter to barbie that acknowledges how shes#an inherently flawed consumerist brand. but one thats deeply cherished by generations and has left a massive pink stamp on our culture#(its probably worth noting that i have generally positive memories of barbie)#(despite being a weird fat kid i never personally felt alienated by barbie and my memories are extremely fond)#(i didnt like baby dolls bc. i never have liked kids but barbie was a fantasy in sparkly dresses)#(she was married to my dinosaur toys. ive always known what im about yes)#my favorite barbies were swan lake a halloween witch barbie and a halloween ghost barbie#(also idk is this an autistic thing for me to only learn most young girls compared their bodies to barbie at like 14?)#(like it just never dawned on me to compare my looks to a toy tbqh. i was more upset by the actual lack of clothing in my size)
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moonshinemarionette · 11 months ago
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still not 100% set on gene being a earth spirit i mean i could revive elsie and have her be the earth spirit again and gene could. omg. pirate genevieve. PIRATE GENEVIEVE......
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sunnywalnut · 2 months ago
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No but I'm still looking for the Denny's that is still in the middle of nowhere
having cis guy friends is so funny like youll ask if they wanna hang out and theyll send you to the dark woods
#no joke#my brother. fresh out of the house. 19#years old. rolls up to our house right after midnight with a car full of teenagers. tells me and my little sister to get in.#obviously we're asking questions. where are we going. how long are we going to be gone. what are we doing. why are all these people in here.#and a big ol barn that quite literally looks like it's from a Scooby Doo snapshot. it's falling apart#the whole shebang#he answers NONE of them.#so we get in the back seat. I'm being gay with my friend at the time. and we're chilling listening to tunes on the radio.#except now they're talking about a Denny's. i look to the front seat where my brother is driving and he pulls up pictures on his phone#of the inside of somebody's. house. What?#and if that wasn't weird enough. we had already driven 20 minutes off a sideroad into the middle of nowhere. nothing but grass#and a big ol barn/farmhouse that looks like it came straight out of a Scooby Doo snapshot. it's dark as hell out. the lone building appearin#blue in the dark. with a single orange lantern lit hanging from the top. i look to my brother who has never lead me astray before.#and I feel like i am part of Scooby Doo. five teenagers in a car. in the middle of the night. wondering where the hell Denny's went.#now finally my brother has some wits to him. and we take a tight u turn and turn ourselves around. good. shows over right? WRONG.#this bitch pulls up YET ANOTHER place on his phone and starts driving 15 MINUTES UP ONTO A DIRT ROAD AND KEEPS DRIVING.#we're going to a haunted bridge boys!#in the middle of the night! at like 3am! the witching hour! great plan broski. sounds awesome. good thinking there.#we get to this haunted bridge. and this mf is barely 5ft across. but the water below is dark and murky and my lil sis INSISTS she sees a#dude down below. so I'm silently freaking out because what the hell do i say to that. she's like. 13. i tell her it'll be okay. because#that's what big/middle bros do. we drive over the bridge. nothing happens. cue relaxation. my brother is audibly disappointed#“well that was useless” bro you almost took us to Denny's in some cannibalistic farmdudes basement. i think I'll take the barely haunted#bridge. my brother. who still wants to show us an adventure. and probably save face in front of his friends. flips us around yet again and#starts heading off into a whole NEW direction. towards the World's Largest Gas Station!#it is like 4am by now. we're hungry. we're cramping. losing our marbles with exhaustion. and still processing our latest episode with the#Mystery Machine. so fine. I'm taking a nap. just don't get us killed in the long run.#we survived. btw. if that wasn't obvious. and we did actually make it to The World's Biggest Gas Station. and it was pretty fun.#as far as gas stations go at least. i got some honey sticks and a lollipop in the shape of a bear. i don't really like honey. but it wascute#there were walls FILLED with stuffed animals.a whole clothing department. a candy shop. and even a full fledged restaurant on the other side#i think there were even two levels to it? i can't remember. but anyways. we eat. we leave. we survive. end of story.
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dragon-in-a-fez · 1 month ago
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something you don't learn until you get really far into the making and tinkering life is that there's no such thing as "glue" really. there are so many kinds of substances that stick other substances together and they are all very different and if you just go look at the adhesives aisle in the hardware store the packaging never actually tells you anything useful. it's like "this is SUPER T-REX POWER GLUE" and the fine print says "good for use on wood metal and plastic". okay. but WHICH PLASTICS MY GOOD BITCH,
because SURPRISE, there's no such thing as "plastic" either. every kind of wood is basically the same on a chemical level, but the only thing every plastic has in common is "some of its molecules are long" and that is NOT a quality that determines how things stick together.
I just ordered some stuff I hope will permanently stick a circuit board to a steel sheet and withstand temperatures up to 150 degrees. by the way circuit boards are made of epoxy-bound woven glass cloth which is cool as hell but what the fuck do you glue that with? can any of the 12 kinds of adhesives I currently own do that? no of course not. if I want to stick two pieces of acrylic together so hard they become watertight to a depth of 3000 metres I have some shit that does that, but it does literally nothing else.
anyway. once you start learning how many kinds of sticking things together there are, the people at 3M start to seem like witches and I don't know if they're the kind we can trust with that level of arcane knowledge
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theygender · 9 months ago
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Having a vagina honestly sucks bc it's like you have to do fucking alchemy just to prevent yourself from getting sick. You've got an intricate ecosystem of microorganisms down there that you're dependent on for your own well-being and they can be set off by the tiniest fucking thing
Keeping your pubes too short can cause yeast infections, but letting them get too long can also cause yeast infections. Washing the area with specialized soap can help prevent yeast infections, but it can also cause them. Your periods can cause yeast infections, and so can the medicine you take to stop your periods. Having sex can cause yeast infections, especially if the person you're having sex with is diabetic (???). Being diabetic can cause yeast infections. Wearing the wrong clothes or eating the wrong things can cause yeast infections. Not getting enough fucking sleep can cause yeast infections. The list is neverending
Luckily, yeast infections are fairly easy to treat with OTC medicine that you can find at any Walmart. BUT! Even if all of your symptoms indicate that you have a yeast infection, you have to take a test first to confirm that it's a yeast infection (they do not sell the tests at Walmart) bc you might actually have the opposite of a yeast infection (bacterial vaginosis) which has the exact same symptoms as a yeast infection but is caused by an imbalance of different microorganisms. And if you use yeast infection medicine to treat a bacterial infection it will light your pussy on fire. So if you have a bacterial infection, you must instead visit your local witch doctor (gynecologist) and get prescribed special potions (antibiotics) to treat it
Antibiotics can also cause yeast infections
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nylon-vintage · 1 month ago
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i can’t wait to see you as a vampire :D
i think you’ll look awesome
"..Thanks."
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alketaire · 8 months ago
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finally watching the inaccuracy dessert (I Fact-Checked The Worst Video Essayist on YouTube by Todd in the Shadows) to hbomb's plagiarism meat and jheesus fhucking chhrist it's beyond fucking belief. like i'm c-tier at best on the list of "people who go out of their way to engage with queer media" and this fucker, positioning himself as a serious queer theory media analyst, blithered lies and "gay nazis" conspiracy theories so absolutely ridiculous that i swore out loud.
"i want to hold your hand was controversial for PDA reasons" absolutely the fuck not, talk to 1 boomer???
"straight women hate acknowledging gay sex is real" absolutely the fuck not, talk to 1 straight woman??????
"gaiman's renown as a writer started with gomens" oh now you've declared fucking war on every gen x nerd and goth and gay?????????
thank you to my family for teaching me to be media literate enough that this shit infuriates me
#i am going to ragebuy a sandman compendium istfg.#editing in the tags as i go now bc my ex-academic ass is SO MAD#the 'nazi body standards' shit. NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CLOSEST CASE YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT COCO CHANEL (who is in hell i hope) WHICH MEANS NO!#'svelte attractive germans' FUCKING- THEY WERE JUST AS IF NOT MORE STARVED THAN EVERYBODY ELSE YOU AHISTORICAL SNOTFUCK#'only the boring gays lived' okay actually a horrible human being. all sympathy withdrawn. fuck you and whoever made you this way.#fran leibowitz thinks you're a complete shmuck for extrapolating her opera snark to all queers.#don't forget the DEAFENING sinophobia via whole cloth fabricated figures#'pirates funded public good' jesse what the fuck are you talking about.jpg#'an era where the english were tossing around homophobic slurs but not at pirates' what. in the fuck. are you fucking talking about. jesse.#'janelle monae came out bc nobody believed pynk had anything to do with vaginas' ARE YOU DELIBERATELY OBTUSE.#'no hating but still' oh i'm fucking hating you sack of lies#'peasants were paranoid about vampires' even if you're talking about witches YOU'RE STILL MASSIVELY HYPERBOLIZING#'from and anthropolo-' eat my anthropological shit you're presenting literary/political analysis as physical science now???#oh my GOD the reductive fucking sweeping generalizations of international theatre and esp kabuki i want to claw my eyes out#'hepburn flatly refused to believe gay people existed' WHY WOULD YOU LIE ABOUT THIS SO BLATANTLY DO YOU KNOW WHO SHE *WAS*???#WHY DOES HE KEEP CITING SHITTY HEADCANONS FOR JK FUCKING ROWLING
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evandore · 1 year ago
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back from the ren faire ^_^ it was very fun
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harvestmoss · 2 months ago
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 💫 Why Protection Magic Is Useful (even if you have no enemies)
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A lot of witches will tell new witches (baby witches) that they should start by learning and using protection magic. However, I've started to see a lot of witches say that protection magic is not as important as other witches claim it to be. Saying that they don't have anyone coming after them or an enemy in real life to warrant a spell of protection.
I think this may also be due to how I've not personally come across anyone really explaining why a witch may want to use protection magic all the time.
Now, it is true that there's no need to be paranoid all the time and have protection up 24/7. But here's a list where you may use it, find it useful, or haven't thought protection magic could be included.
An actual person -- This one is obvious, you have an enemy in real life or on the internet and you need protection magic to protect you from their curses.
A malevolant spirit -- They can come from your windows, mirrors (including tv screens, computer screens, and other reflective surfaces maybe), they seep through floor cracks, hanging onto your coats from outside, etc. Just like how you'd use garden gloves to avoid dirt up your nails being trapped there. Protection magic is just like putting on those gloves.
An energy -- Say you have a neighbour who's arguing with someone. They're yelling and screaming and it can be heard through the apartment walls. That negative energy is seeping into your home and your energy. So it may be worth protecting your home and energy from that sour neighbour's energy. (ever been scolded by your mother and your mood is sour? it's kind of like the same here.)
Your own spell -- Now a self-love spell is probably not something you should protect yourself from. But let's say you're doing a curse. It would be a smart idea to make sure you're protected before beginning such a spell. Much like how you'd wear an apron to protect your clothes from stains when cooking food. You may not always spill your food when cooking, but damn it is it annoying when you do and the stain won't wash off. It's the same with a spell.
Unintentionally -- Sometimes things can happen that's out of our control and it's a good idea to be a little prepared. A black cat suddenly running across the street? Bad luck. Someone got jealous when you told them something good? Evil Eye. Think of it as going to the store with an extra bag for your groceries. You may not need it, but isn't it handy when you at one point do need it?
Protection magic doesn't have to be elaborate or grand or be convoluted. Protection magic is powerful but also extremely simple. All you need is a horseshoe above the door, a little talisman in your pocket, a sigil for your car, etc.
So don't dismiss the importance of protection magic. It may help to improve your spellwork and your energy.
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witchesverse · 1 month ago
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witchy fight.
pairing: dark!rio x fem!reader
summary: rio and you fight in the middle of the forest and then have sex.
content: magic use, fighting, degrading, knife play, blood, cutting, dubcon, fingering, clit rubbing, cutting clothes off, pain kink, nipple tugging/licking, cum eating, finger sucking.
a/n: idk much about witch powers so i just wrote about whatever powers i wanted them to use
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"I don't remember you being this pathetic."
Her laughter was sickening and mocking and seemed to echo around the forest. The dim light that the forest provided made it difficult to see.
Another blast of magic hit you in the back, shoving you into the dirt floor.
More laughter.
You barred your teeth and stood. You held your palms out, your magic surrounding them.
"You're the one hiding in the shadows, Rio."
You heard a twig snap and immediately shot a ball of magic in that direction, scowling when you heard more laughter at your miss.
"Most witches can actually hit their targets." Her voice sounded closer now "So, I'm embarrassed that you can't."
You took a deep breath in, then shot another magic ball. You grinned at the sound of Rio groaning and hitting the floor.
"You were saying?"
Suddenly, you're slammed into the floor and pinned down. Rio straddled your waist and held a dagger to your cheek. She softly trailed the dagger down, stopping at your neck.
You tried to wiggle away, but she grabbed your hair and tsked.
"I don't want to have to cut you, baby."
You started to form another ball of energy, but Rio pushed the tip of the dagger into your neck. An evil smile spread across her face as blood trickled down.
Rio continued to drag the dagger down and with one quick motion, she sliced your shirt and bra in half, revealing your bare chest. You gasped and made Rio laugh.
"I missed this." Her fingers tugged at your nipple, pulling a whimper from you.
"Of course, you did, whore."
You laughed as Rio's hand met your cheek. The slap hurt and would probably bruise.
"So aggressive already." You muttered.
Rio ignored your comment; you always had a smart mouth. She licked a long strip up your sternum before wrapping her lips around your nipple.
You moaned and arched your back, pushing your chest further into her.
She pulled away, a string of spit following her. Her magic wrapped around your wrists, bounding your hands above your head. She swiftly removed your pants.
"No panties?" Rio questioned, "Looks like you came prepared, huh?"
You shivered as the cold air swept over your naked body.
Her fingers rubbed your clit in small circles and her lips brushed against yours. She collected your leaking slick on one finger and suck her finger, moaning at the taste.
"Hurry up." You snapped.
Rio rolled her eyes but complied. Two fingers returned and she covered them in slick before slowly pushing them inside. You moaned at the intrusion and stretch.
Her fingers continued to pump inside of you and her thumb rubbed your clit in tight circles. She leant down, capturing your lips with hers in a heated kiss.
There was a small fight for dominance, which you lost. Your teeth clashed together and your tongues interlocked.
Her fingers felt heavenly in you. She touched places you didn't even know existed and made you see stars. You were convinced that you were leaking down her arm from how wet you were.
Rio broke the kiss. She bit your earlobe before biting your neck. You whimpered.
"Rio, I'm gonna-"
"Already? How slutty." She snickered.
Your mouth dropped open and your eyes fluttered closed as your orgasm hit you. Pleasure bursts throughout your entire body and your legs shake.
You're pulled out of your high by the sound of Rio's fingers popping out of her mouth. She leaned forward and wiped away tears you didn't even know existed on your cheek.
Rio stood and you finally realised how naked you were compared to Rio. You felt your face go hot in embarrassment.
"I'll see you next time, hm?"
You nodded, still processing everything that had just happened.
"Good girl."
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agoodflyting · 5 months ago
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Why Aziraphale is completely ridiculous in the Bastille scene (and I love him so much for it)
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A while ago I posted a comparison of Aziraphale and Crowley's costumes in the 1793 flashback in Good Omens and I wanted to add these little tidbits. (Because they haunt me.)
I feel like most people know this but IF YOU DON'T, Paris in 1793 is right in the middle of something called La Terreur.
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HISTORY LESSON If you didn't learn this in school the French Revolution was when, after years of escalating social tension, a coalition representing the working classes of France revolted against the monarchy, violently overthrew King Louis XVI, and declared France to be a republic.
The new National Convention governing France ruled that King Louis XVI and his wife Marie Antoinette were traitors to the people of France because of how they had spent ridiculous amounts of money on luxuries for themselves while vast numbers of the lower classes were literally starving to death. (keep the bold in mind - wealth and class disparities were one of the key causes of the whole-ass revolution)
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In 1793 (year of the flashback) both the King and Queen were executed by guillotine for their crimes.
This kicks of something called The Reign of Terror (La Terreur if you want to be French about it). A multi-year-long period in which the National Convention goes on a bloody witch hunt for any and every member of the middle or upper classes who could even possibly be considered a traitor by those same standards.
If you A) had money or privilege, and B) had ever used your money or privilege to treat yourself, you were getting executed. Over 25,000 people died during the Reign of Terror, half of them by guillotine. In fact, the iconic guillotine was used because it was physically impossible to keep up with the sheer number of people they were executing in Paris every single day.
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Some things that could get you killed (actually and completely seriously) during the Reign of Terror:
Implying in any way you were sympathetic to the monarchy
Having a noble title
Having expensive things
Wearing expensive, luxurious clothes (*cough* AZIRAPHALE)
helping or sympathizing with anyone who did any of the above
a working-class person saying you were mean to them once
And then there's this bitch...
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I AM NOBILITY PLEASE KILL ME So we have established that Paris in 1793 is in the middle of a frenzied, state-sanctioned bloodbath in which the working classes are massacring everyone even remotely nobility-adjacent. And in the middle of this frenzy, Aziraphale proceeds to roll up in Paris in this outfit:
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How will this outfit get him killed? Let me count the ways...
First off- at this point everyone with even the tiniest shred of self- preservation is hiding the fact that they are in any way associated with the monarchy. The wealthy are straight-up abandoning mansions. The middle-class are plastering over decorations to make their house look 'poor'. The only people dressed remotely decent are the guys leading the National Convention and that's just because nobody can stop them. Everyone else is in 24/7 peasant cosplay or else they are covering themselves in cockades and sashes on to show they're pro-Republic.
Aziraphale is basically a giant shiny white sign saying I AM NOBILITY PLEASE KILL ME.
First off the lace jabot and lace cuffs are both associated with the old-school wealthy in the 1790's.
His coat is also decorated in gold braid and silver buttons, which are both marks of wealth and luxury.
He basically looks like he works for Louis XIV - not just rich, but old school rich.
We know it's his natural hair color, but hair powdering (with clay and starch) had been a big trend with the rich all throughout the 18th century to get that clean white venerable look . To someone who doesn't know it's natural, it would very much look like he's wearing hair powder.
He's wearing shades of cream and white, which are very hard to keep clean and clearly states that the wearer is rich and can afford the upkeep necessary to keep an outfit like that stain-free.
He's wearing white knee-breeches and stockings, also called culottes. See above about laundry and how rich you had to be to wear white, but also working-class men wore long pants like this:
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A large faction involved in the Revolution were the Sans-Culottes (no-culottes aka we wear long pants LIKE GOOD OLD WORKING MEN). Culottes are specifically associated with everything the revolution hated. That's right - Aziraphale is literally wearing The Fanciest of Fancy Pants in a city where a group called The Men Against Fancy Pants are running around murdering people.
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And then there are his shoes.
Oh god his shoes
I could do a whole post about Aziraphale's blessed little white satin pumps and how ridiculous they are.
Actually I might just do that because this is getting so long and I still have to talk about the brioche.
So I can't remember if it's in the script book or if it's from Neil Gaiman's tumblr, but it's apparently canon (?) that Aziraphale was going around in that outfit asking people where he could get crepes and brioche when he was arrested.
The Affair of the Brioches
So... uh... we've all heard the line attributed to Marie Antoinette- how when she was told that her people were starving because there was no bread left in Paris, she famously said...
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It's morphed into 'let them eat cake', but the line is first recorded as, "Then let them eat brioches."
While it's unlikely she ever actually said it, the important thing is that... people in 1793 would have thought she said it. It was used as political smear to show how arrogant and out of touch the monarchy was. Marie Antoinette in particular was reviled by the people of France, who thought she was the main cause of their economic problems. That's why she was executed too.
Bread and brioche and the lines between poverty and privilege were a big thing in Revolutionary France. There was a lot of political connotation to what you ate. The French Revolution came about because of decades of suffering among the lower classes of France. It wasn't something that some dudes just decided to do. The people of Paris have been through years of the absolute worst, most oppressive poverty and starvation you can imagine, all while watching the rich throw money around crazy.
So let us recap.
Aziraphale is dressed so ridiculously posh that he looks like a joke parody of a nobleman... and he is bumbling around Paris during the Reign of Terror. Asking people. For brioche. How I imagine everyone looked at him:
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It is so astoundingly tone deaf and tactless. He is basically cosplaying as Marie Antoinette and then going around asking the poor for cake.
I just.... Aziraphale. babygirl. no. oh no. You're lucky they even bothered to take you to prison. I am amazed Crowley ever let him live that down.
I have no conclusion other than this. Aziraphale is ridiculous and I love him so much.
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YES YOU REALLY SHOULD SIR.
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risestarkiss · 11 months ago
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"This Whole Situation"
Rise Ramblings #1
So as you guys know, one occurring phrase in the show between the boys and April is “This whole situation.��� Although vague, and used in many other contexts, sometimes the family uses the phrase to refer to their mutations.  
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However, once finishing the series it’s hard to miss that Donnie never says the phrase. Now, I could be wrong (and If I am, just comment and let me know!) but I have a theory as to why Donnie doesn’t say it… Donnie never says “this whole situation” because in his mind, there IS no situation.
The Evidence:
I started noticing something interesting about Donnie’s state of mind about himself.
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He never really expresses that he’s different from other people, he’s just…him. Obviously, he knows that he’s a mutant, but it’s not something at the front of his mind. I associate it to if someone has a certain attribute, that person is just that, a person first. I believe it’s the same for Donnie. He’s a person, that just so happens to be a mutant turtle, and I live for it.
What made me solidify my theory was the use of disguises in Rise, specifically the use of disguises in April’s school.
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All of the boys have visited April’s school, and all of them decided to wear disguises, except Donnie.
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He just shows up in his regular clothing. One could argue that the hoodie is his disguise, but then why did the rest of the boys wear actual (silly) disguises while our boy Donnie is just like, “Hoodie? Check.” And not only that, but for the whole episode, all eyes are on him, and he just. Doesn’t. Care. It’s glorious!
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Later, in the episode Donnie vs. Witch Town, we see that Donnie showing up all willy-nilly pell-mell at April’s school was not a one-time thing. It’s literally been happening for years!
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Therefore, I believe that canonically Donnie doesn’t care about “this whole situation.” And if someone does, as far as he’s concerned that’s their problem, not his.
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Part Two: On His Own Terms
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inkskinned · 2 years ago
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for a while i lived in an old house; the kind u.s americans don't often get to live in - living in a really old house here is super expensive. i found out right before i moved out that the house was actually so old that it features in a poem by emily dickinson.
i liked that there were footprints in front of the sink, worn into the hardwood. there were handprints on some of the handrails. we'd find secret marks from other tenants, little hints someone else had lived and died there. and yeah, there was a lot wrong with the house. there are a lot of DIY skills you learn when you are a grad student that cannot afford to pay someone else to do-it-for-ya. i shared the house with 8 others. the house always had this noise to it. sometimes that noise was really fucking awful.
in the mornings though, the sun would slant in thick amber skiens through the windows, and i'd be the first one up. i'd shuffle around, get showered in this tub that was trying to exit through the floor, get my clothes on. i would usually creep around in the kitchen until it was time to start waking everyone else up - some of them required multiple rounds of polite hey man we gotta go knocks. and it felt... outside of time. a loud kind of quiet.
the ghosts of the house always felt like they were humming in a melody just out of reach. i know people say that the witching hour happens in the dark, but i always felt like it occurred somewhere around 6:45 in the morning. like - for literal centuries, somebody stood here and did the dishes. for literal centuries, somebody else has been looking out the window to this tree in our garden. for literal centuries, people have been stubbing their toes and cracking their backs and complaining about the weather. something about that was so... strangely lovely.
i have to be honest. i'm not a history aficionado. i know, i know; it's tragic of me. i usually respond to "this thing is super old" by being like, wow! cool! and moving on. but this house was the first time i felt like the past was standing there. like it was breathing. like someone else was drying their hands with me. playing chess on the sofa. adding honey to their tea.
i grew up in an old town. like, literally, a few miles off of walden pond (as in of the walden). (also, relatedly, don't swim in walden, it's so unbelievably dirty). but my family didn't have "old house" kind of money. we had a barely-standing house from the 70's. history existed kind of... parallel to me. you had to go somewhere to be in history. your school would pack you up on a bus and take you to some "ye olden times" place and you'd see how they used to make glass or whatever, and then you'd go home to your LEDs. most museums were small and closed before 5. you knew history was, like, somewhere, but the only thing that was open was the mcdonalds and the mall.
i remember one of my seventh grade history teachers telling us - some day you'll see how long we've been human for and that thing has been puzzling me. i know the scientific number, technically.
the house had these little scars of use. my floors didn't actually touch the walls; i had to fill them with a stopgap to stop the wind. other people had shoved rags and pieces of newspaper. i know i've lost rings and earring backs down some of the floorboards. i think the raccoons that lived in our basement probably have collected a small fortune over the years. i complain out loud to myself about how awful the stairs are (uneven, steep, evil, turning, hard to get down while holding anything) and know - someone else has said this exact same thing.
when i was packing up to leave and doing a final deep cleaning, i found a note carved in the furthest corner in the narrow cave of my closet. a child's scrawled name, a faded paint handprint, the scrangly numbers: 1857.
we've been human for a long time. way back before we can remember.
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aether-weather · 2 years ago
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ARE. ARE WE ALLOWED TO CONTINUE THIS ONESHOT. (also are the boys wearing cloaking brooches or is the wizarding world just immune to any sort of weirdness by now)
ok i know the hp au was just a oneshot but. what do you think would the boys houses be
*flips to check notes* 
Note: you can read it here: A Tale of Four Turtles from my collection of one-shots if you're interested. It's chapter 3: offer.
Here we go!
Donnie - Ravenclaw
So this one might be self-explanatory, but I struggled to place him here. I went back and forth between put Leo in Ravenclaw and Donnie in Slytherin, but in the end, it made more sense for Donnie to be an eagle. His ingenuity with magic, ward-making, and an overall need to know how the magic works are why I put him here. Also, I have a headcanon that he begrudgingly gets Leo to open the door for him when he can't figure out the riddle.
Raph - Hufflepuff
Raph, The badger! This placement was surprisingly easy. Who else is more hardworking and loyal than Raph? Personally, I feel like all the Raphs would be Hufflepuffs. He might be emotional, at times, but he wants to keep things fair and honest.
Mikey - Gryffindor
Mikey, the Lion!  The bravest of the brothers.  I mean, you have to be pretty brave and daring to rip a hole through dimensions to pull a brother back that everyone else had practically given up on.  I don’t know, that’s how I see Mikey.  He dares.  Dares to see the good in people and dares to do the impossible.  This house was tailor made for him.
Leo - Slytherin
Like I said, Leo and Donnie were hard.  Their placements are practically interchangeable, but the snake prevailed in this case.  Leon’s all tactical thinking and resourcefulness.  He sees the big picture and isn’t afraid to manipulate a situation to his advantage.  He’s done it for his brothers, and he’ll definitely do it for himself.  Plus, where else would you put a rule breaker?  I headcanon that he’s working with Mikey to get around the ‘no apparition’ rule.  Also, he uses this ‘I’m a big scary Slytherin’ schtick to advantage when he needs it.  
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