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ex-frat-man · 6 months
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shiftythrifting · 3 months
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pratchettquotes · 8 months
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That was the thing about witches. They were, according to Granny Weatherwax, "people what looks up." She didn't explain. She seldom explained. She didn't mean people who looked at the sky; everyone did that. She probably meant that they looked up above the everyday chores and wondered, "What's all this about? How does it work? What should I do? What am I for?" And possibly even: "Is there anything worn under the kilt?"
Terry Pratchett, Wintersmith
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spirk-trek · 2 months
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I have these pages I've gathered from various zines that are just so unhinged and wonderful that I want to share them together. Let us rejoice in the brainrot of our forbearers.
Nome Fanzine, Michael Verina (1980) | Beside Myself, Jackie Zoost (1989) | Matter/Antimatter, Southern Cross (1983) | Beyond Dreams, Deeb (1999) | Nome Fanzine, Suzan Lovett (1986)
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procrastiel · 1 month
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David gets the trophy, Michael gets the kiss
I think we all won.
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catsbeaversandducks · 7 months
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It's dangerous to go alone, sassenach! Take this with you.
Photo by American Highlander Kilts
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okckent · 6 months
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Kilt of the day
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rawdickulousreturn · 21 days
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bantarleton · 9 days
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Digging these eighteenth-century highlander reenactors from an event in Georgia earlier this year. Not all perfect (how many reenactors can claim they are anyway?) but overall better fare than Hollywood's "big beards and open shirts and drab tartans."
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scotianostra · 2 months
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Jumping off Abbey Craig.
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girlswearinguniforms · 5 months
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xovera-toz · 1 month
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...it escalated
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So I know that Obi-Wan/Ewan McGreggor is SCO'ISH, so I've seen some images of Obi-wan in kilts, BUT the Scottish partially took up the design of kilts because they could hide more knives/weapons on their person and I think that, because of that, Cody would also be very eager to wear kilts and Obi-Wan has gotten him, like, forty-five pairs so far
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indycarnocontext · 5 months
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dumbass-brunette · 2 months
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It started out as me just wanting to get a better look at David Tennant’s Bafta outfit… but then I fell down a rabbit hole
So uh, appreciation post for David Tennant in kilts :3
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christiwhitson · 1 month
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Jamie was inside the fenced paddock when I arrived, and I paused to watch him crooning in Gaelic to a skittish young horse. The top portion of his plaid hung low in the back, leaving only his sark to cover his torso. I’d removed his stitches the day before, and as I observed him now, I was pleased to see his movements were fairly unencumbered by the injury.
The horse gradually became more docile, allowing Jamie to shift his attention to me. His handsome features showed no hint of surprise to see me, since he’d most likely sensed my approach through the bond, but his warm smile made my breath catch. Merlin, but the man was attractive. His magic was still faint to my eyes, compared to that of most wizards, but it moved and glowed with a vibrance that made my own magic sing. Even in his slightly grimy state after a morning spent in physical labor, he seemed to shine in the sun like some kind of demigod.
“Morning, Mistress Beauchamp.”
“Good morning, Mr. MacTavish,” I replied with an irrepressible grin.
His smile widened at my subtle teasing, and he gestured for me to join him in the stable, leading the colt through one set of doors while I entered through another. As he secured the horse in his stall, he inclined his head toward another that held an older chestnut mare.
“Reckoned ye might want your own mount this time. Not that I’d be opposed to sharin’ again, mind.” His eyes shone with mischief, and to my surprise, I felt my cheeks grow warmer.
I was blushing like a bloody third-year.
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