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a-meh · 1 month
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clair-blake · 1 year
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Plague doctor of Marseilles embroidered by me, 2020.
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catsandcatci · 7 months
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someone need to study bleach fans (i say this as a bleach fan okay hear me out) bc i’ve seen MULTIPLE people wax poetic about bleach like they just fell in love/had a religious awakening/met god
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chaotic-orphan · 2 months
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ME, PERSONALLY, I THOUGNT YOU DID OPRHAN ON PURPOSE BC ORPHAN WAS TAKEN… WHOOPS 😭
I MEAN OPRHAN IS STILL EQUALLY AS BADASS 🔥 AS ORPHAN SINCE IT STILL HAS THE SAME VIBES !! 😭😭😭
So I’m hearing is EVERYONE KNEW and STAYED SILENT?!?! YOU ARE ALL—
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Oprhan— how do you even pronounce it?! Opre-han? Opor-han?! IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE but then what does on tumblr— *sigh*…
I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed…
In myself
R.I.P. Oprhan, you served us well
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spaceman-spaetzle · 9 months
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sometimes i think about going into hot topic now vs the cursed days when they sold the hetalia belt with the old anime art
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fereldanwench · 1 year
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oblivious goro is oblivious uwu [x]
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greylight32 · 3 months
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Do you ever look through your photos and while you’re looking at them, you find the time before your life was completely consumed by what it is now . And just go like, “huh”
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codexassassin · 3 months
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What should I have in my assassin's bureau?
Most Bureau's function as news post and informational military base, which means you can live there. It can be a place to store weapons, food, drink and waters/wines (not to dine on but medicines and also flame lighting materials), as well as other medicines, bandages and cots for sleeping and or blanket rolls for sleeping.
A List of Needs:
Thread, twine, string, flax, needles
Cloth, bandages, sheets, linens
Glues, pitch, nap (a type of black pitch), saps, salves, ointments
Foods, nonperishables (rare), bread, cheese, wines/liamints (fruit juices)
Candles, wax, tonement (for sealing wax, clays, pottery), pottery bake (cornstarch, baking soda (medly), flour, meal
Bed rolls / blankets / mats / cots
Wood, firepots, pits, snap (kindling), fax (fat for burning/oil), and Fax is a templar word.
Fishing net / fishing cap. You could take an old shirt, and cutting small holes in it would filter water, you could "dress" the shirt onto two poles and it would be propped up in a place to let water filter through it. Or people would take a longer sleeve shirt after dressing the two poles and tie the arms together to make a net, and fish would be gathered from inside the shirt they swam into.
Brooms / rock salt for floor (kept bugs and pests at a mini), and sometimes people knew how to weave a floor mat from twine or grasses. (Not pretty things)
Cooking oil from foods gathered for lamp oil and candle making. Lasted anywhere between 35 mins to 3 hours depending how it was made. People would take red wine, and mix it with the oils, and it would last over a period of hours if the flax wix or wood wick was long enough. Only noble people had white wines.
Most bureaus are brave enough to post the assassin logo somewhere on the or about the property. In some times past, it was Illegal to have the insignia on the wall, door or roof or sign, in front or around the side of the buildiing or in the back. Bureaus then resorted to the use of the Jerusalem Cross in order to signify they were good people of the mark. Many also took to create a cross on their robe or uniform. Usually a red, or white emblem with yellow or black trim and some white.
Pope Clement III basically told bureau's they could not post signage of any logo or establishment, or they would be fined money, he feared "briganides" moving against him. This lasted until the middle of the 1200's, and in the north did new bureau's start to post signage out-front and also on their roof.
It is important to note that early bureaus were modeled after Monasteries. The idea of a home, peace, prayer and help in the monastery was greatly admired by early Assassins. If you study this article, you will see that this is true:
Rule of Saint Benedict - Wikipedia
It is also clear up from Pope Clement III's death the Catholic Church instigated most of the wars of the lands until and past Pope Gregory's IX rule.
Pope Gregory IX - Wikipedia
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kraytjustkrayt · 1 month
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i hope that people know when i say im attracted to men in uniform i am NOT talking about police officers or fire fighter i AM however talking about medieval knights in full metal armour
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caktusjuice-draws · 5 months
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@fucking-adorabloodthirsty I SEE YAH YOU FILTHY HOMESTUCK! -
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thoughtportal · 10 months
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The Darkening Age: The Christian Destruction of the Classical World is a 2017 book by Catherine Nixey. In the book, Nixey argues that early Christians deliberately destroyed classical Greek and Roman cultures and contributed to the loss of classical knowledge
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ahungeringknife · 7 months
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365: March 27
Grey was dozing when there was frantic knocking at their door. "Grey, Grey!" one of the townsfolk called. That rosed them and they got the door.
"What's the matter?" they asked.
"Skiff! A skiff flew over and it landed nearby," the man said frantically.
"Hmmm," they didn't like that. "Mr. Grey, get my stuff," they called to their Ghost and stepped out of their house. As they did Mr. Grey decked them out in their gear and Stormeater for good measure. "Which way?"
"There," the man pointed away from the village and towards an old homestead that had been cannibalized for building material except for an old barn.
"Make sure everyone stays inside," Grey told him and he nodded and ran back home. Grey headed down the road. Eyes poked from behind curtains to watch but if they looked the person went away, too scared of even being seen by their protector.
Grey saw the skiff before anything else and went invisible. They nocked an arrow as they approached and watched as what looked very much like a raiding party disembarked. Except they came out of the skiff via a doorway and not the drop rings. That stayed their hand a moment. They fired a warning shot at the barn and the arc tether hissed against the wood siding.
"Hey! Grey watch where you're shooting that!" a familiar Eliksni voice called out in Italian.
Grey lowered their nocked bow. "Preksik?" they shouted to confirm. They didn't recognize the Captain's helmet from here though. A soft feeling filled their chest when all the Eliksni waved in a very human way at them.
"It's just us, don't shoot, Lightbearer," Preksik yelled back.
Grey dropped the invisibility and approached casually. The crew was smaller than before. "You guys came back," they said.
"Just to visit," Preksik got to say before not a few Eliksni laughed when Grey was tackled in a hard embrace.
"Woah! Oh, hey there big girl," Grey said, beaming as Braldos was hugging them and purring so hard they could feel it in their chest.
"We've missed you," Braldos said.
"I can see that," Grey laughed and Braldos let them go. "Where's the rest of the crew?"
"Back home," Preksik said. "It is bigger than before and not everyone wanted to come."
"Or was allowed," Viksis said.
"Yes. Or allowed," Preksik agreed.
"Well I can't say it's not nice to see your faces. You scared the shit out of my villagers though," and they all laughed.
"That might have been intentional," Sokrar said and elbowed Viksis in the ribs.
"What's the point of living if you can't scare some humans sometimes?" Viksis asked.
"We also brought gifts," Braldos said.
"Gifts?" Grey asked.
"For your little technologically inept village," she teased them.
"Oh joy," Grey sighed. "Well no one's touched the barn since you left and you're more than welcome to stay there. But we should go to town and show everyone you're back. I know everyone will be relieved to know it's you guys and not an actual raiding party," they smiled.
"Yes," Preksik agreed. "We will not be staying long. Only a few days."
"Aww, just a few days?" Grey complained.
"It is the time we can manage before someone comes looking for us."
"Who'd come looking for you?" Grey didn't understand. No one had cared about them before and they'd only been gone a decade. What had changed in such a short amount of time?
"It's a long story," Viksis sighed.
The crew followed Grey back down the road carrying their gifts. As they got closer to town a few windows opened and heads poked out. There was pointing and excited cries as the townsfolk realized these were their Eliksni friends! Doors were flung open and just about every Eliksni was hugging two humans at once with their two sets of arms. Grey noticed Preksik was the only one who didn't but he was a Captain and 'above' that or whatever. They smiled seeing Braldos hugging a teenage girl named Rebbecca, they knew she'd been Braldos' child friend while she'd been here. Braldos even had a gift for her.
Once things were a bit more settled Viksis said, "So something else exciting happened while we were gone." There was some curious noises. The curious noises turned into delight when Viksis and Vasknir both revealed they were caring for children.
Grey had never seen baby Eliksni before and they were... unbearably adorable. And surprisingly fluffy covered in down fluff like a baby bird. They were going to go see a bit closer when Braldos pulled them aside and over to her. "Hey, big girl? What's up- Oh my god!" Grey shouted when Braldos took a child just old enough to be walking from Virnir who'd been hiding all the children in the back for the reveals. "Is this your baby?" they asked excitedly.
"Yes," Braldos said proudly, positively purring. "This is Yius, my son," she said plunking him on the ground so Grey could see he could stand on his own unlike Viksis and Vasknir's babies who were very much still infants.
"Oh my gosh look at this little guy. He's so cute!" Grey hunkered down. "And he's... green?" they asked Braldos.
"Yes. His father is Wind House," she said.
"Never heard of that House," Grey admitted.
"You wouldn't. They're all gone save for some stragglers," Braldos said. "Before we came to Earth," she added.
"Oh he's adorable, Braldos," Grey said. Yius had lost most of his fluff at this stage but still had a collar of down around his neck and shoulders. He was in a simple dress of sorts with a Devils red belt around his waist. "Can I hold him?"
"If he lets you," Braldos said.
Grey looked at Yius and said in the Eliksni language, "Hi, Yius. I'm Grey. You're very cute."
"No! I'm fierce!" he cried and he wasn't wearing a helmet, simply a nose tube to breathe from, so he could bear his little teeth at them.
Grey laughed. "Yes. You're also very fierce. I'm your mommy's friend. Can I pick you up?"
Yius looked up at Braldos. "They are nice," Braldos said.
"I allow," Yius said with the gravity of an old man.
Grey immediately scooped him up. "Oh Braldos he's so adorable. And well spoken," they added, switching back to Italian.
"Yes. Takes after his father," Braldos cooed and gently touched her son while Grey held them. "Very fierce and strong, like mother," Braldos said to Yius.
"Like mother!" Yius cried.
"Isn't that you?" Grey didn't understand.
Braldos took a moment to figure out how to explain to them. "You do not pick a gender to speak of yourself about," Braldos said in Italian. Grey nodded. They were staunchly nothing. "Yaris uses both to speak of himself. But when it is about our son he is mother too."
"Ohhh! Thats so neat," Grey said. "I'm happy for you. Is Yaris good for you?"
"... Probably not but what man is?" Braldos sighed and Grey chuckled. Then quieter Braldos whispered, "Fucks like a champ though," and Grey howled with laughter, nearly doubling over. They did hold onto Yuis though.
"Mommy, mommy," Yuis wanted Braldos because Grey was still laughing. Braldos took the boy back. "They're loud," he pointed at Grey.
"Humans are loud."
"They show their teeth. That's rude."
"Humans show their teeth when they're happy," Braldos explained.
"Stupid."
"Humans are, yes," Braldos said to Grey's detriment.
Grey beamed at Braldos once they got themselves under control. "I'm glad to see all of you. It was a lot quieter without you."
"I'm sure. Now I did tell Rebbecca I had another surprise and I can see her over there looking like she wants to ask about him too," Braldos said.
"Yes. I know Rebbecca and Stephnie have talked about you so much since you left," Grey said fondly. A lot of their people talked so well about their Eliksni friends and how much they were missed. They were glad they finally visited. Braldos nodded and left Grey to go to her other human friends. Rebbecca and her mother Stephnie were so excited to meet Yuis and Grey was just warm all over. What a good day this turned into.
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remersgf · 11 months
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my assumption is that this isn’t your first rodeo (as i think you were involved in a classic tumblr fandom at some point)
ur spot on bae i was on blur tumblr! i used to write for damon albarn 💌
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buggedboi · 9 months
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This book, The Real Middle Earth by Brian Bates has changed my life and my worldview so much holy moly, I feel like I am coming home, it all feels very familiar yet oddly uncanny.
Anyway I am diving back into my spirituality and sometimes getting a fresh perspective can really help- I had such narrow views of Paganism, Norse and Witchcraft and I rejected like my entire ancestral culture because of these perceptions, wholly put onto me by generation upon generation of Christianity.
I came to witchblr to find my own oath away from Christianity while perpetuating the same stereotypes and judgement that Christians back then believed. So closed minded.
Anyway I am starting over with real knowledge, with true understanding of the history and my ancestors and I feel so less burdened and carry absolutely zero shame or guilt around my spiritual practice because I have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of, Christianity and the Roman empire literally appropriated everything from my ancestors: took over Wells, exorcised trees and then built churchyards around them so that it belonged to them.. The list goes on.
anyway I'm reconnecting with my truth which is to be in rhythm with nature and respect and honour her in every way I can through my practices.
Nature is God. 🌳
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mismatched-starsigns · 10 months
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the real ones will remember when tumblr had a post limit
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