#scottish spindle

[notquitebilateral]

I am making my own dealgan's later today. And hopefully a distaff. Here goes nothing.

#spinning #dealgan #farsadh #scottish spindle #distaff #i am latheing for the first time aince highschool laird

[padawansuggest]

You know you into yarn when you have headcanons about what spindles characters would particularly like, what they prefer to do with the yarn, what type of wheel spinner they are, and who has 17 projects going on at once (Anakin) vs who’s gonna focus almost entirely on one project as they go through thought spindle spinning a fine yarn, plying and washing enough of it for a blanket, immediately sticking it on the loom, and weaving a particularly intricate pattern (Obi-Wan) vs who’s the ‘I add the knots of silk and locks so that I can live in the moment and let chunks come out when they need to’ (as if I even have to say it, it’s Qui-Gon)-

ANYWAYS. I actually love yarn and think that yarn craft should be more in fics but that’s sorta like how lots of chefs and bakers make a lot of foodie fics like it’s nice but. Everyone eats. Not enough people care about Scottish spindles. Obi-Wan has 7 Scottish spindles and like 8 Turkish ones so he can make a blanket’s worth of yarn in a single go without having to unwind them and ply right away. Qui-Gon likes supported spindles and a traditional wheel. Anakin designs and makes his own electric spinners, electric yarn counters, and electric cone winders. And then he knits Padme shawls. Qui-Gon crochets blankets and keeps leaving them in the creche or outside random apartments in the temple. Obi-Wan weaves. Anakin spent 5 hours learning how to dye fiber in Padme’s favorite colours, made an electric wool carder to make batts of them, spent a solid 15 hours spinning enough for a massive shawl in lace weight yarn for his wife, knit her one, and then went back to his ADHD project hopping.

I have ideas!!!!!!

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #qui gon jinn #yes I have ideas for others but these ones come to me fast #Obi also has drop spindles and he carves his own tools if he suddenly needs one lol #but his fave are Scottish spindles and turks #Qui gon refuses to make yarn that is evenly uniform that’s just bullshit to him #Anakin made an ombré lace shawl in the exactl colour scheme of Padme’s dress on Naboo on the balcony #she’s so obsessed with it she adores it #Qui gon crochets with hooks that don’t have a size because he carved them out of a wonky twig and it’s served him for the past 15 years #Qui is the tweed master if he needs to make it the same SIZE but it’s gonna be full of pops of silk and chunks #spinning yarn #yarn spinning #yarn headcanons

[ammonitetestpatterns]

#spindle the light artery #can we also appreciate the striped draping over this scottish hand spinner's skirt

[verflcht]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!

NAME: Zeev Horace Spindle

ALIAS/NICKNAMES: Foul Fleshed, The Sullied, Golden Wolf ⸻ Some others though call me "Goldie" or "Prince Charming", I love to get reduced to my outer appearance.

AGE: 29

SPECIES: human with magical abilities / witch/er / mage / wizard, whatever you wanna call him. 

SEX: male

NATIONALITY: british with scottish ancestors

FAMILY: londra (mother), following sisters: Moira, Cassandra, Zara, Victoria, Melisandre, Wren (dead), nieces: Helen & Malicella

INTERESTS: everything occult, tending his garden, reading / studying, socialising, using magic 

PROFESSION: he's putting his knowledge of dark arts into service, fulfilling desires 

BODY TYPE: slim & athletic, narrow waist & long legs

EYES: brown / golden / honey, depending on the light

HAIR: rough blonde

SKIN: fair complexion, slightly sunkissed, but a white ass nonetheless 

FACE: slim & long, high cheekbones, noticeable jawline

POSTURE: straight & confident, holds himself with some sort of elegance & boyish looseness as if he's got no worries at all.

HEIGHT: 5'11" (180cm)

VOICE: low like early morning fog above a lake in autumn

SIGNATURE OUTFIT: always something classy & fashionable, doesn't like colours too much or collars

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: /

COMPANIONS: /

STRENGTHS: attentive & would win every game of holding eye-contact, inquisitive, enigmatic, charismatic, loyal, passionate, strategic

WEAKNESSES: stoic, morbid, boundary-pushing, manipulative, deceitful, greedy

FRUITS: has no preferences, but he doesn't mind berries

COLORS: gold, orange, yellow, reddish hues ⸻ colours of the sun, so to say

SMOKES/DRUGS: experience comes from practicing with herbs, but he would never take synthetic drugs nor wants to get high or any other state of mind, prefers keeping control

DRINKS: tea is his go to, even during the hottest season

ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: no particular high nor low tolerance, above average, depending on what he's drinking, prefers wine over anything else

DRIVER'S LICENSE: has none, but that wouldn't keep him from driving anyway, can't be too hard, can it?

tagged by: @kettensaege

tagging: @nepnthc @vasted, @godpyre, @pharaorising & @vikasgarden, also you !

#666. bossa nova baby & other shenanigans.

[blueiskewl]

Scottish Coin Hoard Could be Linked to 1692's Glencoe Massacre

Coins found under a fireplace may have been hidden there by a victim of the infamous Massacre of Glencoe, according to archaeologists.

Almost 40 members of Clan MacDonald of Glencoe were killed in February 1692 after soldiers were ordered to attack them.

A student discovered the money at the site of a house linked to the clan's chief.

Lucy Ankers was on her first dig when she made the find.

The 36 coins were inside a pot which had a small round pebble as a lid and had been placed beneath a hearth stone slab in the fireplace.

The discovery was made in August during an excavation at the site of the ruined house, led by archaeologists from the University of Glasgow.

The property was associated with clan chief Alasdair Ruadh "MacIain" MacDonald of Glencoe.

He was among the estimated 38 people killed in the massacre.

Ms Ankers said: "As a first experience of a dig, Glencoe was amazing.

"The two weeks I spent digging solidified that I want to pursue a career within archaeology."

She added: "I wasn't expecting such an exciting find as one of my firsts, and I don't think I will ever beat the feeling of seeing the coins peeking out of the dirt in the pot."

The MacDonalds were targeted because of their support for the exiled King James VII of Scotland and II of England.

The clan backed the restoration of the Stuart dynasty to the British throne and had taken part in the first Jacobite Rising of 1689.

Historians say they were late delivering an oath of allegiance to the Protestant King William III, and had been branded as rebels by the Secretary of Scotland, Sir John Dalrymple.

In late January 1692, about 120 soldiers from the Earl of Argyll's Regiment of Foot arrived in Glencoe from Invergarry led by Capt Robert Campbell of Glen Lyon.

The troops were billeted with members of the clan, before turning on their hosts on 13 February.

Some people tried to escape in a snow blizzard to nearby glens, including Gleann Leac-na-muidhe, where the coin hoard was found.

The University of Glasgow has suggested a number of reasons why the money could be connected to the massacre.

None of the coins were minted after the 1680s, which has led archaeologists to suggest they were most likely deposited under the fireplace either just before or during the killings for safekeeping.

The archaeologists also said whoever buried the coins did not return for them, possibly indicating they were among the victims of the massacre.

The coins are dated from the late 1500s through to the 1680s, and include pieces from the reigns of Elizabeth I, James VI and I, Charles I, the Cromwellian Commonwealth, and Charles II.

There were also coins from France and the Spanish Netherlands, as well as one coin which appears to have originated in the Papal States.

Dr Michael Given, a co-director of the archaeological project in Glencoe, said: "These exciting finds give us a rare glimpse of a single, dramatic event.

"Here's what seems an ordinary rural house, but it has a grand fireplace, impressive floor slabs, and exotic pottery imported from the Netherlands and Germany.

"And they've gathered up an amazing collection of coins in a little pot and buried them under the fireplace.

"It's a real privilege, as archaeologists, to hold in our hands these objects that were so much part of people's lives in the past."

University of Glasgow excavations director Edward Stewart added: "The excavation of MacIain's Summerhouse allows us to better understand the importance of these uplands to local elites.

"The scale of this structure and the wealth of artefacts uncovered within suggest this was a place where the MacDonald chiefs could entertain with feasting, gambling, hunting and libations.

"The discovery of this coin hoard within the structure adds an exciting dimension to this story.

"However, ordinary and everyday finds within this structure such as spindle whorls for making thread, a pitch fork and a dress pin, speak to the everyday lives of those who lived here, worked the land and minded the cattle."

#Scottish Coin Hoard Could be Linked to 1692's Glencoe Massacre #Clan MacDonald of Glencoe #clan chief Alasdair Ruadh “MacIain” MacDonald of Glencoe #King James VII of Scotland #King William III #coins #collectable coins #ancient coins #ancient artifacts #archeology #archeolgst #history #history news #ancient history #ancient culture #ancient civilizations #scottish history

[bcacstuff]

For everyone interested in the Haggis Ceremony;

The haggis is traditionally piped in, on a silver salver carried by the cook, to a standing slow clap. As it’s laid down, Robert Burns' famous poem “Address to a haggis” is recited. At the first line of the third verse, the speaker draws and sharpens (or mimes sharpening) a knife, and at the next line – “An’ cut you up wi’ ready slicht” – plunges it into the haggis and cuts it open from end to end. At the close of the recital the company toasts the haggis and then settles down to eat it.

A Haggis Address is, of course, associated most frequently with Burns Night. But it can be a theatrical addition to any Scottish-themed evening, and a wonderful way to wow anyone unfamiliar with this particular tradition.

Here's a small compilation video of the ceremony performed last night at Blair Castle at the banquet of TKOQ in Scotland.

source: Denis Broci IGS

Sam performed the Address to a Haggis at Burns Night in LA in 2019 and 2020

source: Contemplating Outlander

And recited the poem for Men in Kilts

Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o the puddin’-race! Aboon them a’ ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye worthy o’ a grace As lang’s my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o need, While thro your pores the dews distil Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight, An cut you up wi ready slight, Trenching your gushing entrails bright, Like onie ditch; And then, O what a glorious sight, Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive: Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive, Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve Are bent like drums; The auld Guidman, maist like to rive, ‘Bethankit’ hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout, Or olio that wad staw a sow, Or fricassee wad mak her spew Wi perfect scunner, Looks down wi sneering, scornfu view On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash, As feckless as a wither’d rash, His spindle shank a guid whip-lash, His nieve a nit; Thro bloody flood or field to dash, O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed, The trembling earth resounds his tread, Clap in his walie nieve a blade, He’ll make it whissle; An legs an arms, an heads will sned, Like taps o thrissle.

Ye Pow’rs, wha mak mankind your care, And dish them out their bill o fare, Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware That jaups in luggies: But, if ye wish her gratefu prayer, Gie her a Haggis

(Read a translation of the poem Address to a Haggis here)

[forestshadow-wolf]

Blossoms of love

Stories and feelings

Pairing: soap/ghost

tags: angst, hurt/comfort, hanahaki, mentions of past character death

Ao3 link || chapter 1 || chapter 2

As hard as he tried, sleep evaded all attempts at capture. Still he kept his eyes closed, hoping by some miracle to catch even a wink of sleep. 10, 15, 30 minutes passed before he gave up, finally deciding the eventual back pain from the position wasn’t worth pretending to sleep anymore. When he opened his eyes he was met with a certain pair of piercing, blue, scottish eyes. He felt a less than comfortable flare of pain in his throat, thankful for the mask covering his face.

At some point while he had his eyes closed, Price had moved to the seat next to Gaz, and they were playing a game of cards. Soap, seeing that his eyes were open, scooched over to the seat next to him. The ache didn’t ease as soap sat down, in fact it flamed hotter as soap knocked their knees together. The pain was so great that for a moment he forgot how to breathe, and he hoped only he noticed how raspy his breathing had gotten.

“You alright, L.T.? Bin kind o’ wheesht th’ lest tae days.”

“English.”, the playful jab was second nature by now.

“Quiet. Ye been quiet since yesterday.”, he clarified. Ghost had to clear his throat before replying. Soap gave him a quick look that he couldn’t quite decipher.

“I’m always quiet.”

“Ah ken, but not this quiet.”, his chest seemed to tighten at the scot’s words.

“Don’t worry about me, johnny.”, he could hear his own breath rattling in his chest as he spoke.

They lapsed into a comfortable silence after that. Though it wasn’t too long after that soap began telling ghost about his day yesterday. How he’d been helping a rookie fit one of the vehicles in the shop, which quickly led to how his granda taught him how to fix all sorts of vehicles.

“He sounds like a good man, johnny.”

“Aye, he was.. He got hit by a drunk driver a few years back, he didn’t make it to the hospital. My nan was heartbroken.” he fidgeted with his fingers as he finished, as if he hadn’t told anyone until just now.

“She…”, he had to clear his throat again, “did she develop…” he trailed off at the end, not wanting to… offend him. Soap nodded his head.

“They offered surgery but, uh, but she refused.”

“Sorry to hear. I… I know the pain.”

His chest twanged with pain, and his breath rattled again as he was overcome with an urge to ease the sergeant’s pain. He was unable to cover the wet cough that took over his body without warning. A hand began rubbing soothing circles on his back and shoulder, and suddenly he had swallowed barbed wire. The next hack brought out copper tanginess, and spit softened spindles to coat his tongue and lips.

When the fit was over he could feel two pairs of eyes on his back, and one on his masked face. He could feel a very slight dampness on his lips, which he assumed indicated his mask hadn’t been left unaffected.

“Ghost.”, price called over in a concerned voice.

“‘M fine, cap. Swallowed a fiber from my mask by accident.” he answered, not turning to look at the man, ignoring the way the debris on his lip rubbed irritatingly between his lip and the mask when he spoke. The twin sets of burning gazes stayed for another excruciatingly long moment before dissipating.

He took a steadying breath that rattled so loudly he was sure soap could hear before lifting up the bottom of his mask, just enough to rest on the bridge of his nose. Soap’s gaze hadn’t wavered once, and his eyes shot down to his lips as soon as they were exposed, recognition lighting up in them.

“Ghost..?”, the words were barely above a whisper.

“This isn’t-.. It’s not… my first time.”, he breathed through his mouth as he spoke.

“We hafta- you should- price has to know.”

“No.” ghost immediately shot back, “not yet.” he added to ease the blow.

“Ghost..”, soap, oddly enough, looked saddened by his words.

“Please, johnny, I should have a few more weeks, at least, before it gets too bad. You can’t tell him.” ghost was nearly ready to get on his knees to beg, when soap finally relented with a dejected sigh.

“You said… this wasnae your first time?” soap asked after a moment of quiet. He nodded.

“It was years ago, and I got the surgery to remove it.” he said softly.

“Why didnae ye just tell whoever it was?”

“It doesn’t work like that.. And I couldn’t.”

“Why not?” ghost whipped off the remaining petals and pulled his mask back down.

“It’s gotta be a natural reciprocation, johnny.” he said, purposefully playing dumb.

“Ah ken that, but why couldnae ya tell ‘em?”, he got the feeling soap knew what he was doing. He answered with a sigh.

“We were both military. It was a bad OP with faulty intel, and it only got worse from there. They didn’t make it, along with several others. A few weeks later I, along with a few others began developing symptoms. I got it removed as soon as I could, it took almost 2 months of recovery. Those two months were the worst I've ever experienced. Don’t think I could do that again. One of them chose not to, they were given the flower just before they died, I heard they got buried together. After that I only went on solo for a while, that’s why I go on so many now. Old habits and all, ya’know.”

Soap hummed an understanding as he shook his head to clear his mind of the memories.

“... Ye ken who it is?”

“maybe.”

“Think ya got a shot?”, the scot asked, an honest question.

“Dunno.”, ghost answered just as truthfully.

“Do I get ta ken?”, soap asked lightly.

“No.” ghost answered just as light. Even as the pain in his chest simultaneously eased up and stabbed deeper at the same time.

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@checkerscharlie @halb-nichts @heyitsropi @trekkie-in-space

#hanahaki #cod mw2 #el rambles #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #cod #call of duty #ghostsoap #soapghost #blossoms of love

[handweavers]

did i ever post about the 2 handmade scottish-style spindles (dealgans/farsadhs) i bought the other month i love them so much. they are just hunks of spalted wood with a nob at the top and they are my best friends now. my chunky scotch lads

#the wood looks less orange irl #left is maple and right is spalted oak #by bkwoodturning on etsy

[mermaidsirennikita]

What historical romance novels give you beachy/summer vibes?

Gooood question!

Of course, there's Secrets of a Summer Night by Lisa Kleypas. Conveniently the gateway to the Wallflowers series. I need to reread this one, but it's honestly quite good, if overshadowed by the next couple books in the series. There's the girl gang formation, the "rich self-made rough man/snotty poor girl" pairing, the Indecent Proposal of it all, the subtle foot fetish Simon Hunt absolutely has (what are you doing with those boots, Simon; what are you doing; why are you touching her feet). I also remember really liking the little honeymoon trip they take? It's good if you haven't read it yet (and if you can secure a paperback of the original copy before Lisa edited it... do that, the edits are so dumb, this book does not have any serious dubcon). Also, I feel like the scene where the girls play rounders in their underwear in the woods is SOOOO summery, especially when Westcliff shows up and falls completely in hate love with Lillian IMMEDIATELY.

Joanna Shupe's Fifth Avenue Rebels begins with The Heiress Hunt, which takes place largely at a house party in Newport. It's basically a Gilded Age beach trip, with friends, hookups, secrets, tennis. The next book, The Lady Gets Lucky, begins with an overlapping timeline at the house party, then moves back to NYC. The Bride Goes Rogue takes place almost entirely in NYC with a brief interlude in the Catskills, I think? But I'd still read it next because this series is best if read in order (though every book is technically a standalone) and it's EXCELLENT. Then the last book, The Duke Gets Even, goes alllll the way back to the house party and reveals things, and the leads literally meet while he's doing laps in the ocean and she's skinny dipping. There's a huge water motif in that one. A wetness motif, if you will.

I'm not 100% sure why, but I'm really feeling this vibe for Scoundrel of My Heart by Lorraine Heath, an excellent book--I belieeeve the leads fuck on the beach.

Dearest Rogue by Elizabeth Hoyt takes place over the course of a road trip, essentially, when someone attempts to kidnap the heroine (who is blind, as a side note) and the hero, her bodyguard, has to spirit her away. Road trips often give me summer vibes, but they also do go to the sea at one point, and, yes, fuck on the beach.

The Hawk by Monica McCarty is a medieval you should check out--it's less "beach" versus the sea (though I believe there is at least one scene on a beach) and admittedly this shit takes place in Scotland and Ireland so like, what is summer, but the ocean stuff is so intense and it's so fun. The hero is like, a pirate but also a Scottish lord. At one point they fuck on a raft in the middle of a storm because she's scared and how else can she calm down???

The Duke in Question by Amalie Howard is such a fun ROMP of a book!!! And it begins largely on what is basically a cruise ship, which is why I recommend it. The heroine is like, an intrepid spy, and the hero is a spy too AND her brother's close friend, and they begin this game of cat and mouse. He takes her virginity while she's bent over and braced against a tree because he doesn't realize she's a virgin and she wants it SOOOO bad? And later he finds a handkerchief she used to clean up with her VIRGIN'S BLOOD and is like "OH MY GOD???? I DID THAT????" And then they go back on the ship and fuck some more. So fun.

A Daring Pursuit by Kate Bateman gives me summer vibes. Not 100% sure why, but they do a lot of sexy stuff like.... outdoors. At one point they fuck doggy style in the woods after a near bear attack. It's lots of fun, and so is A Wicked Game, the next book in the series, which may give you a similar vibe.

Tessa Dare's Spindle Cove series gives me serious summer vibes. It's basically set in this little vacation town by the water. The first book in the series has a "near sex while swimming" moment as well. When a Scot Ties the Knot also gives me summer vibes, but that may be because the English heroine going to Scotland gives vacation and because she's trying to sketch her pet lobsters as they fuck through the whole book, so I'm thinking.... water?

Ravished by Amanda Quick is a classic wherein the hero and heroine get stuck in a cave while water is rising (there's treasure involved, it's a lot) and he's like "well, I'm gonna have to marry you since we're spending the night in this cave, so we might as well fuck now". Fucks her right there in the beach cave.

A Rogue's Rules for Seduction by Eva Leigh is super summery to me! Hero left heroine at the altar a year before so they're angsty exes. Their friends and family basically trick them both into coming to this party on an island, and they're stuck there and have to talk it out. There's a hot moment on the beach. Not on the beach, he does in fact eat her ass. They're switches. It's great!

The Rakess by Scarlett Peckham begins with the heroine (a famous rakess) taking a sort of sabbatical to write her memoirs, and it's kinda giving eat pray love except she's just in this one small town (beachy?) area, and also she's way too messy to just have a normal eat pray love time. The heroine meets the hero, this widower single father, and sets out to seduce him. It's good and kinda subversive.

A Caribbean Heiress in Paris and An Island Princes Starts a Scandal by Adriana Herrera give girls' trip to me--the heroines are from what is now the Dominican Republic and have traveled to Paris. The first book has the rum heiress heroine entering into a marriage of convenience with a hot Scottish whiskey guy and getting fingered on the Eiffel Tower, while the second book is a sapphic romance with the the younger heroine getting entangled in this vampy older woman who wants her land and will do A N Y T H I N G to get it. Both are super good and super hot.

Something Fabulous and Something Spectacular by Alexis Hall give me summery vibes for some reason. It could be because they're just so fucking funny and zany, but this shit can't possibly happen during the winter...? The first book is a m/m roadtrip romance wherein this cold duke has to enlist his fiancee's twin brother to help him find said fiancee after she flees following his proposal. It's so funny, so entertaining, so good. The second book is a nb/nb romance with a genderfluid lead whose former lover enlists her help in getting the attention of a famous, sexy castrato soprano the former lover is into... But the soprano is more into our lead than her lover.

The Palace of Rogues series by Julie Anne Long is one series that just gives me summer vibes? The series takes place at a boarding house, so each book is about different guests (well, technically the first two books are about the owners of the boarding house, but still). It gives vacation-y romcom to me. The next book coming out, How to Tame a Wild Rogue (drops 7/25) has a pirate-y hero and a big thunderstorm keeping everyone stuck inside, which feels especially summery.

What I Did for a Duke by Julie Anne Long also feels very summery to me, as a house party book. My favorite JAL. The hero is pushing 40 and decides to ruin this twenty year old virgin as revenge for her brother cucking him. She immediately catches on, but is using him to try to make this other guy jealous. It's so good. There's dry humping on a bench!!!

The Wrong Marquess by Vivienne Lorret has, again, a lot of stuff happening with people packed together in a house (as well as a very good sex scene that's water/waterfall-adjacent). I think there's a scene at a zoo, too? It's light and fun with just enough looooonging. The hero is the older brother of the heroine's new best friend, and he initially dislikes and is super rude to the heroine, which she believes herself in love with her childhood best friend (who's a duke). The moment when the hero realizes he's fucking obsessed with this girl... The yearning is INTENSE.

Never Seduce a Duke by Vivienne Lorret (same series actually, doesn't follow directly after but is about the above hero's sister) is a crazy fucking book that I love so much. It's very summery to me because the heroine is giving this last hurrah before she's officially a spinster and done with the season thing, and she's traveling Europe with these two spinster aunt types. She meets the hero, he thinks she's stolen an ancient cookbook from him (yes) he follows her through Europe, the flirting is intense, and....... well. Actions. Have. Consequences. It's SO good.

A Rogue by Any Other Name by Sarah MacLean gives me summer vibes, too; it's a roadtrip romance, it's wacky, it's sexy, the hero is an absolute rake and eats the heroine out in a moving carriage...

#romance novel blogging #book recs

[magicallymalted]

Marauders' Era Character Sheet - Janet Spindle

I am living in a constant state of fear but if that's what it takes, then so be it.

࿐ General ࿐

Full Name: Janet Spindle

Nicknames: January (by Barty)

Birthdate: January 28, 1962

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Personality Type (MBTI): ISFJ (The Defender)

Blood Status: Half-blood

Nationality: American / Scottish

Ethnic Background: Caucasian

Sexuality: Bisexual

Residence: Boston, MA | St Andrews, Scotland

࿐ Physical Appearance ࿐

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Blueish Green

Height: 5'5"

Weight: (136lbs)

Body Type: Mesomorph

Skin Tone: Pale

Faceclaim(s): Alycia Debnam Carey

࿐ Background ࿐

Hometown: Boston, MA Less than an hour away from Salem, Janet grew up primarily living in an apartment within the heart of Boston up until her parents' divorce and subsequent move to a cottage across the water in St Andrews.

࿐ Family ࿐

Mother: Hannah Spindle née Thierry

Hannah Thierry met Eric Spindle when she was studying abroad for a year in Scotland. Right off the bat, she was quite taken with his eccentric and otherworldly nature, but it would later be this very thing that attracted her to him in the first place that would cause their eventual divorce when Janet was 12 years old. Although Hannah got Lyse in the custody agreement, Janet went off with her father which didn't help the already shaky relationship that she held with her mother. Obstinate, passive-aggressive, and too unwilling to give into the magical side of the family, she and Janet never really saw eye to eye, even if Hannah's intentions were initially well-meaning.

Father: Eric Spindle

The Spindles were always known for being quite creative and trying new things, whether they bore fruit or were tossed away. Their greatest claim to fame happened to be an invention of Eric's grandfather— Mr. Spindle's Lick "O" Rish Spiders. Eric himself was something of an inventive person and greatly loved experimenting with potion ingredients. Shortly before he decided to settle down and take over the manufacturing side of the family enterprise, he met Hannah Thierry. After dating for quite some years they married and put down roots back in her home in America and it wasn't until then that Eric explained to her that he was, in fact, a wizard. She didn't seem to take it as poorly as he thought she would, but the true challenges arrived later when it came to deciding how to parents their kids. Eric was adamant that Janet (and eventually Lyse) would go to Hogwarts for their education, a notion that Hannah simply couldn't wrap their mind around. By the time that they divorced, Janet had already completed her first year at Hogwarts and was fully prepared to go back for the rest of the seven years, and Eric was glad to be able to give that to her.

Sister: Lyse Spindle

Janet and Lyse always had a peculiar relationship. Janet would often write to Lyse or call her over the phone since they would rarely see each other given the split custody agreement. Since starting at Hogwarts, holidays were a cherished time that she could spend with everyone together, and she always looked forward to seeing Lyse get older. When the letters stopped coming shortly after Janet graduated, Lyse never quite understood why...

࿐ Hogwarts/Magic ࿐

Wood: Rowan

Core: Dragon Heartstring

Length: 12"

Flexibility: Pliant

House: Ravenclaw

Best Class: Potions

Worst Class: Divination

Special Abilities: Legilimens

Boggart: The betrayal of those closest to her

Riddikulus: Her friends and family's clothes change into that of the characters from the Rocky Horror Picture Show

Patronus: Salamander

Patronus Memory: Brewing her first potion with Mary and Libby

Amortentia (what she smells like): old books, vinyl, maple syrup, roasted chestnuts

Amortentia (what she smells): Fresh linens, chocolate chip cookies, cigarette smoke, absinthe

Quidditch: No

Prefect: No

Clubs: Slug Club

OWL Classes (taken independently):

Transfiguration - Outstanding

Charms - Exceeds Expectations

Herbology - Acceptable

Potions - Outstanding

History of Magic - Acceptable

Defense Against the Dark Arts - Outstanding

Divination - Dreadful

NEWT Classes:  

Transfiguration - Exceeds Expectations

Charms - Exceeds Expectations

Herbology - Acceptable

Potions - Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts - Outstanding

࿐ Career ࿐

11-17: Hogwarts Student 17-Death: Potioneer, Member of the Order of the Phoenix

Personality & Attitude: An intrepid and self-effacing individual, Janet likes when things go well for good people and is very clued in to trying to raise up the best in people where she can. While kind and considerate, her frequent need to go internal combined with her deep sense of mental exploration can create an impression of aloofness until people actually approach her or, on the rare occurrence, she approaches someone else. Janet tries to see the best in people and this can ultimately lead to a level of disappointment when they don't live up to her standards or expectations. Yet, it is not a sense of naïveté that this results from, merely an intrinsic desire to look at things through multiple layers — albeit, occasionally to the point of getting lost in the depths.

Priorities: Her friends and family

Strengths: Insightful, passionate, resilient, curious, loyal, confident, tactful

Weaknesses: Lacking in self-preservation, reserved, expects too much, bad at reading red flags

Favorites: Halloween, Spindle's Lick'O'Rish Spiders, banana bread, chestnuts, swimming

Colors: Burgundy, black, green

Weather: balmy, arid, and slightly overcast

Hobbies: Reading, listening to music, spending time with friends/family, potion brewing

࿐ Relationships ࿐

If you'd like to set up a relation with Janet, feel free to reach out to discuss something!

Best Friend(s): Libby Fairfax (@potionboy3) Mary MacDonald

Friends: Emmeline Vance Marlene Mckinnon Remus Lupin Delphine Vixen (@endlessly-cursed) Bessie Quinn (@gaygryffindorgal) Cameron Quinn (@gaygryffindorgal) Olly Enfield (@potionboy3)

Enemies: Mulciber II

Rivals:  Sirius Black Regulus Black

It's Complicated: Barty Crouch Jr.

࿐ Misc & Trivia ࿐

When the Rocky Horror Picture Show came out in 1975 she watched it religiously, and left behind copy for Lyse

She held unrequited romantic love for Mary Macdonald

She frequently fed information to Frank and Alice Longbottom during the FWW up until they were placed in hiding

She was drowned by Mulciber II in 1980

She never saw Lyse again after graduating

She is simultaneously the worst/best class partner, as she'll easily take control of assignments

She has recognizably narrow handwriting

If given the chance, she is actually quite fair at Divination — she simply couldn't focus during that particular OWL

She doesn't enjoy flying but likes watching Quidditch

Halloween in the Spindle household isn't just a holiday, it's an experience

#marauders era #marauders oc #oc: janet spindle #oc: lyse spindle #hp oc #harry potter oc #hp rp #character profile #rp #feeling the motivation to finish all the character profiles—woohoo!

[disgruntled-lifeform]

Tomorrow is my final day with the spinning wheel lent to me by the local Spinners and Weavers Guild and the last class in the series.

I am incredibly sad that I am losing access to a modern wheel (I had named her Louanne) but I will be able to get some help from the teacher after class with my newly acquired 1889 McIntosh.

We have already replaced a bit of leather that the spindle rests in because it sadly split.

My next issue lies with the bobbin taking up the yarn inconsistantly.

It seems that it takes my leader up no problem but then the orifice might be too narrow for the fiber I am drafting currently or that I am over twisting and the corkscrewing is blocking the intake.

This wheel, I believe, was originally used for very high twist yarn and employed to make household garments regularly by the Scottish immigrants to Nova Scotia so I have hope that I can make it function.

#Most likely it is user error on my part that is causing the uptake issues or it is not well suited to wool and might prefer a diet of linen #I have named him Blithe #hand spinning #antique #spinning wheel #craftblr #yarn

[nevinslibrary]

Comic Book Saturday

This graphic novel takes the Scottish fairytale of the same name and reimagines it a bit. It starts with Sibylla and her sisters getting their fortunes told by a witch. Sibylla’s sisters want to know who they’ll marry. Sibylla wants to know what adventures she’ll be on, but, also does ask about who she’ll marry. And, finds out that she’ll fated to marry the Black Bull of Norroway. And so starts Sibylla’s adventure, although it never seems to take the path that she thinks it will.

It’s a typical fairy tale in that there are messages that aren’t always straight forward, curses, and the journey is part of the point as well as the destination. I also really liked the art, and, although it took a moment, I did get used to the pace and how the panels were being put together. It was a fun read and I can’t wait to read the second volume.

You may like this book If you Liked: The Witch's Throne by Cedric Caballes, The Last Unicorn by Peter B. Gillis, or The Sleeper and the Spindle by Neil Gaiman

Norroway, Vol. 1: The Black Bull of Norroway by Cat Seaton

#comicbooksaturday #nmlRA #nevins memorial library #norroway vol 1 the black bull of norroway #the black bull of norroway #norroway #cat seaton #kit seaton

[leatherjacketmixtapes]

My 2022 in Books

This year I read 78 books which is a step down from the last few years (all 100+) but I'm trying to read in a more purposeful, slow way, trying to savor and absorb what I read, which is definitely a challenge since I've always been a very speedy reader.

There's a complete list below the cut of all the books, but here were my absolute favorites of this year:

Six of Crows & Crooked Kingdom - Leigh Bardugo

The Miniaturist - Jessie Burton

Dracula - Bram Stoker (Dracula Daily was probably my favorite thing to ever happen on this beloved hellsite in the last 13 years)

The Storyteller - Dave Grohl (I'm not an audiobook person but it was such an experience listening to him read this)

Taste: My Life Through Food - Stanley Tucci

The Essex Serpent - Sarah Perry

Book of Night - Holly Black

The Key to Deceit - Ashley Weaver

Reading Lolita in Tehran - Azar Nafisi

The Bear and the Nightingale - Katherine Arden

The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafón

I loved so many of the others too, don't get me wrong, but those are the ones I know I'll be re-reading again before long (especially Six of Crows & Crooked Kingdom, which I wanted to start reading again the very minute I finished them).

Off to start my 2023 reads now!

A Spindle Splintered - Alix E. Harrow

Ruin and Rising - Leigh Bardugo

Ruin and Rising - Leigh Bardugo

The Tea Dragon Society - Kay O’Neill

The Tea Dragon Tapestry - Kay O’Neill

The Tea Dragon Festival - Kay O’Neill

Flight, Vol. 7 - ed. Kazu Kibuishi

Boxers - Gene Luen Yang

Saints - Gene Luen Yang

The Fire Never Goes Out: A Memoir in Pictures - N.D. Stevenson

Gunpowder: Alchemy, Bombards, and Pyrotechnics: The History of the Explosive that Changed the World - Jack Kelly

Cemetery Boys - Aidan Thomas

The Eye of the World - Robert Jordan

These Violent Delights - Chloe Gong

This Is How You Lose The Time War - Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Burning Down The Haus: Punk Rock, Revolution, and the Fall of the Berlin Wall - Tim Mohr

The Puzzle Women - Anna Ellory

An Age Of License: A Travelogue - Lucy Knisley

True Love Bites - Joy Demorra

The Bear and The Nightingale - Katherine Arden

Shadow of Night - Deborah Harkness

Under The Whispering Door - T.J. Klune

Rivers of London: Body Work - Ben Aaronovitch

Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo

The Disappearing Spoon: And Other True Tales of Madness, Love, and the History of the World from the Periodic Table of the Elements - Sam Kean

Home and Exile - Chinua Achebe

Clanlands: Whisky, Warfare, and a Scottish Adventure Like No Other - Sam Heughan and Graham McTavish

Our Violent Ends - Chloe Gong

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue - V.E. Schwab

The Paris Apartment - Lucy Foley

The Miniaturist - Jessie Burton

Dog Sees God: Confessions of a Teenage Blockhead - Bert V. Royal

Death in the Air: The True Story of a Serial Killer, the Great London Smog, and the Strangling of a City - Kate Winkler Dawson

The Devil and the Dark Water - Stuart Turton

Crooked Kingdom - Leigh Bardugo

Portrait of a Thief - Grace D. Li

The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music - Dave Grohl

The Sun Also Rises - Ernest Hemingway

The Key to Deceit - Ashley Weaver

The Essex Serpent - Sarah Perry

Book of Night - Holly Black

Cryptid Club - Sarah Andersen

Taste: My Life Through Food - Stanley Tucci

Booty: Girl Pirates on the High Seas - Sara Lorimer

The House in the Cerulean Sea - T.J. Klune

hir - Taylor Mac

All Boys Aren’t Blue - George M. Johnson

The Wedding Date - Jasmine Guillory

Are Prisons Obsolete? - Angela Y. Davis

Other Birds - Sarah Addison Allen

Dracula - Bram Stoker

Demon in the Wood - Leigh Bardugo

The 39 Steps - John Buchan

Wade in the Water: Poems - Tracy K. Smith

Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books - Azar Nafisi

Mexican Gothic - Silvia Moreno-Garcia

The Five Orange Pips - Arthur Conan Doyle

She Who Became The Sun - Shelley Parker-Chan

While Justice Sleeps - Stacey Abrams

Cinnamon - Neil Gaiman

The Five: The Untold Lives of the Women Killed by Jack the Ripper - Hallie Rubenhold

Persuasion - Jane Austen

Illuminae - Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff

Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman

No Bones - Anna Burns

Mercury - Hope Larson

Iron Widow - Xiran Jay Zhao

Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky

A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens (re-read)

The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafón

Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom - August Wilson

Year of the Reaper - Makiia Lucier

The Ten Thousand Doors of January - Alix E. Harrow

Paper Girls, Volumes 1-6 - Brian K. Vaughan

#bookblr #currently reading #well not currently but I want to keep this in that tag for later #books #2022 reads

[calystarose]

brainz

so yesterday after pottery I was scrolling tumblr and I had this GREAT idea for a multi-media piece for a specific person. it would be a combo of an idea I’ve been poking at for years and something specific to this person. I got a very vivid image in my head so I wanted to sketch it out so that I wouldn’t forget it. and I’m sketching it in pieces so I can label each part with color/material info. when I get to one of the details, I start struggling to draw the figurine into the larger piece with the correct angles and stuff. and so I stop sketching and look up at my computer screen where, for SOME REASON, the image that I was trying to sketch out was NOT THERE. *rolls eyes at self*

anyway, as I went looking for Not In My Brain references I ended up on this video of a lovely Scottish woman making yarn on a drop spindle and it’s just so soothing it calmed me down

still annoyed that I can’t take the completed piece out of my head and rotate it in my hands so that I can see how to draw it, but w/e

#creativity #adhd #visualization #spinning #drop spindle #je qz

[hewholivesinhisname]

The Creepiest Trip Ever

So, Daniel pretty much out of the blue decided that he really wanted to go out and see this eclipse. Daniel likes to go out and drive and it gets his mind off of his son who was stolen from him by the State. DCF and the people behind it are fucking crazy and awful people and they conspired with his ex-wife to take his kid away. So, he's really traumatized and he needs something to do and he loves to drive.

He had been kidnapped as a kid himself and brought to the Grafton WymanCorp which is a military facility and while he has forgotten most of the memories from there, it is pretty clear that a lot of extreme child abuse went on their. Grafton also has this big huge facility called the Grafton JobCorp which is just a big fenced off building and you don't know what goes on inside or outside. It seems like an "invisible prison" for the poor where they send people to train them with "job skills."

So, he decides to go to this other place MiraVista hospital which is right in the back of the Holyoke Mall and which he labels as "Calvary" and this place is ultracreepy. There's a few religious cemeteries on the outside of this hospital and it's just unclear why they are their, but one of them has a bunch of stone markers, the alphabet just strewn about the place with a statue of Mary. The first "B" though is turned upside down and at the end is 2 stone markers "a" and "b b" marked into them. Why they are there is totally unclear to me at all, but the feeling of this place is just that bad things happen here. Daniel has a knack for finding these weird masonic places and he showed me, just a bunch of these stone masonic buildings in Worcester.

Then we start to drive East to Cleveland because I looked up where the Solar Eclipse would be and it was right over Cleveland and this is where it starts to get really weird which is that we go past this place in Ohio called "Seven Hills", now in the Book of Revelations it talks about the city of Seven Hills being the place where the Whore of Babylon rules from and....well, I don't know, but I had this sense we should check it out and it was only like a village of 11,000 people or whatever, but it is an ultrabuilt up mall. There's a Coptic (Egyptian) and another one called living word of god. What's weirder is that even though the name is seven hills, there are....no hills. it's basically flat. None of this seems too, too weird, but right next to it is a town called "Parma" and in Parma there's a LOT of pizza places and a panda express and a place called Master Pizza. In case any of you don't know, all this "pizza" references can be references to child trafficking.

Anyway, when we drove back I noticed that there was all these houses with different colored lights on. Each of them had a different color or maybe two colors and one house had a giant skeleton in front with lights on....and, well, I think this is the place. Like, the real place where the entire system is run from. There were signs around here too that said "Ohio, the heart of it all."

So, one thing we know is that they use blackmail to control people in the system. People, in order to rise always have to have something on them of some sort or another, and, well, maybe I'm jumping the gun here, but I think that this place in Ohio might be the place where it's all run from.

Indianapolis is the most Masonic city I have ever seen. There's a big Scottish Rite Castle, but if you go to the public library there is what is clearly 2 enormous demon statues right in front of it. One is a big black donut which Daniel insists is a raped anus and the other though....the other is a giant humanoid black statue, no head with arms and legs that spindle down something like a few hundred feet. I've linked it here. in the image on search it's somewhat hard to see on the left, but this figure is ENORMOUS. Opposite the library is a big war memorial museum, a giant obelisk topped with a giant pyramid and ominous giant buildings to either side.

Indianapolis public library statue - Search Images (bing.com)

Mammoth Caves, Kentucky. That's where we went afterwards and maybe we should have stayed there but I had this court date and needed to come. Anyway, when we stopped at a rest stop there was a bunch of weird flashes of light, a train started moving and then we started to hear something in the woods. This was not lightning. it was just something flashing by the way.

On the way back we went through New York City and we had another weird experience which was that the cops were blocking traffic in these bizarre vehicles in the middle of the night. I am sure they would say something about road work, but there was not a lot of road work but this vehicle with yellow flashing lights was zig-zagging in front of us. then another one of these vehicles starts turning on cop lights and the guy pulls us over, starts yelling at us to put the keys on the dash....then he just takes off. The way he was yelling, I was thinking that this guy was going to pull out his gun and go after us or something.

Like, just zigzagging in front of traffic is extremely dangerous, so why the fuck would a car do this? Anyway, we drove off....

#creepy

[archaeologyprehistoricstones]

In 1692, some 120 government soldiers brutally attacked MacDonald clan, killing dozens of people and forcing many more to flee from their homes in western Scotland. Now known as the Glencoe Massacre, the slaughter would go down as one of the most infamous events in Scottish history, inspiring songs, poetry and even the iconic “Red Wedding” scene in “Game of Thrones.”

Now, a collection of rare 17th-century coins that may be linked to the massacre has been discovered at Glencoe, archaeologists at the University of Glasgow announced in a statement this week.

Lucy Ankers, an archaeology student at the university, found the 36 coins in a pot hidden underneath a stone fireplace. They date to between the late 1500s and the 1680s, leading researchers to hypothesize “that they were most likely deposited under the fireplace either just before or during the 1692 Glencoe Massacre for safekeeping,” per the statement. “Whoever buried the coins did not return for them, which could indicate that they were among the victims of the massacre.”

The archaeologists say the coins could be connected to Alasdair “Maclain” MacDonald of Glencoe, who served as chief of the MacDonald clan between 1646 and 1692. The coins were found in Maclain’s “summerhouse,” a hunting lodge and feasting hall used by the chiefs. MacIain was known to have traveled Europe in his youth, and some of the coins may be personal souvenirs from his early life, according to the researchers.

“Were these coins witnesses to this dramatic story?” says archaeologist Michael Given, a co-director of the project, in the statement. “It’s a real privilege to hold in our hands these objects that were so much [a] part of people’s lives.”

Ankers was astounded by her luck. “As a first experience of a dig, Glencoe was amazing,” she says in the statement. “I wasn’t expecting such an exciting find as one of my firsts, and I don’t think I will ever beat the feeling of seeing the coins peeking out of the dirt in the pot.”

The deadly massacre took place following a missed deadline: Maclain was expected to sign an oath of allegiance to the new monarchs, William and Mary, by January 1, 1692. Due to a travel mishap, he missed the deadline by just a few days, per the Glencoe Folk Museum. On the night of February 13, soldiers launched their deadly attack. Maclain and his wife were among the victims.

Centuries later, archaeologists are still studying the area to gain a more comprehensive understanding of the massacre. The recent excavations at Maclain’s summerhouse took place in August.

In addition to learning more about the attack, archaeologists are also gaining new insights into the lives of the MacDonald clan. “The discovery of this coin hoard within the structure adds an exciting dimension to this story,” says archaeologist Edward Stewart, the excavations director of the project, in the statement.

At the site, researchers also found a number of other everyday objects, “such as spindle whorls for making thread, a pitch fork and a dress pin,” he adds. These items “speak to the everyday lives of those who lived here, worked the land and minded the cattle, allowing us to tell their stories as well as these grand tales of chiefs and their retinue.”

Glencoe is located in the highlands of western Scotland. While it’s still known for the brutal massacre that took place there, it’s also revered for its natural beauty, waterfalls, lush valley and hiking trails.

“This is such an exciting moment for local heritage,” says Catriona Davidson, a curator at the Glencoe Folk Museum, in the statement. “Finding objects like these creates such a tangible connection to the people who occupied the Glen in the past and inspires us to learn more about how they lived.”

Julia Binswanger

Julia Binswanger is a freelance arts and culture reporter based in Chicago. Her work has been featured in WBEZ, Chicago magazine, Rebellious magazine and PC magazine.

Source: Facebook

Source: Smithsonian Magazine

#archeology #scotland #history