#witchs moneybags

[fairiencarnate]

This plant has many names. Known mostly as orpine, its other names include frog's stomach, live-everlasting, harping Johnny, midsummer men, and witch's moneybags.

[windvexer]

Potentially you gotta stop making all those substitutions to the spells, witch bestie.

If you're trying to learn magic and have chosen to do so through other people's published instructional manuals, and the magic isn't working, consider asking yourself if you are actually following the rituals provided.

I've been speaking with multiple people lately who are all struggling with the same thing, so perhaps a post on this topic is germane.

Unless you understand the tradition you're working with and why certain things have certain meanings, you probably do not have the background required to make effective substitutions.

Working within someone else's established tradition is not the same as working within your personal eclectic path.

Imagine you go into a working group which is super into bioregional practice and they've developed elaborate rituals which always work for them.

They give you a purification ritual which calls for a red apple, wild-harvested cotton, and local mulberries to be worked over during a full moon.

They do not tell you why each of these things is included. They just give you the list.

We're going to substitute a store-bought cotton ball, obviously, and what to do about the mulberries? We can google "mulberry correspondences," find out they're related to "healing" which is the closest thing we can figure has anything to do with a purification ritual, then pretty much figure that since chamomile is associated with sleep and purification, and sleep is a Lunar thing, right, that we can just use a sleepytime chamomile tea bag, and there you have it!

What the working group has failed to tell you is that this entire ritual is based on local mythology where the cotton wight fell in love with the mulberry dryad and they got married under the full moon by sharing an apple, and the entire ritual isn't based on sympathetic container magic, but is a heirophany which recreates the marriage of local sacred spirits, each of whom has sworn to heal and purify those who honor their love.

A heck of a lot of witchcraft authors do not break down why every single step is taken.

And if you apply contemporary witch-lite logic to everything ("cotton is white so I'm going to relate that to color correspondences and substitute a white candle for purity"), you can end up immediately canceling out a spell.

Not understanding or connecting with certain spell/ritual steps is not a good reason to change them.

You had mulberries once as a kid and they gave you stomach cramps and now you personally associate them with hexing and sickness, so even though there is a ripe mulberry tree outside, you are going to go get a container of blackberries instead, which you personally associate with purification, and -

(You get the drift)

The spell calls for making a paper box, within which you hide the wild cotton and mulberry. Then, at a crossroads at the full moon, you unfold the box to reveal its contents, and offer an apple to the correspondences.

Which would mean we'd have to learn how to make a paper box (fun!) but also like, why this unfolding thing? Nothing I've read so far in my witchcraft books has explained the magical meaning behind opening a paper box. This is basically a container spell, right? I'll just use a glass jar.

(The plant spirits who informed the local coven about this spellwork specified an opaque, degradable container)

If you're using other people's work, you're more or less sacrificing yourself to the reality that they probably are not explaining everything to you, and that your assumptions about what makes that magic tick could be so far off base that even your most educated guesses will fall short.

Yeah, using other people's traditions can mean you don't have what's required to do everything, and that's kind of just the way it is.

I'm not trying to be Mr. Just Go And Buy Stuff You Moneybags, but I guess I am being Mr. If You Can't Do It Then You Can't Do it.

And no, I'm not saying that it's impossible to figure out substitutions.

I'm specifically referring to a situation where a practitioner is trying to figure out magic, hasn't been able to make strides, and then it turns out they've been radically modifying and altering spells from specific traditions to a point where the spell is obviously functionally DOA.

At one point I was learning some slightly advanced bit of coding. I downloaded a set of files from a code library and installed them on my website.

The thing was, at that point in my education, I had enough experience to basically understand what was going on with each file. So, I edited them as I went, modifying them to my custom specifications.

Wouldn't you know it! When I launched the code it was broken. DOA, if you will.

I went back to the code library, and the top comment was,

INSTALL THE FILES AND MAKE SURE THEY WORK BEFORE YOU TRY TO CHANGE THEM. Everyone keeps changing things before they even test launch it and then they come back here and complain that the code is broken. IT ISN'T BROKEN.

[sindri42]

“ communist governments have always failed after killing millions of people”

The only communist government ever formed was Lenin’s Russia, which didn’t fail and killed no one.

Every other “communist” government was communist in name only and didn’t adhere to Marxist theory at all

Lenin started out by leading a violent coup. By which I mean he ordered his followers to attempt several violent coups, while he hid in safety far away from the killing, and the first few failed badly but eventually one managed to overthrow the Provisional Government.

The first thing that the Bolsheviks did was to try to legitimize themselves in the eyes of the people by moving forward with an election that the previous government had scheduled, confident that since The People loved them so much they would easily win the election, and from then on they could pretend to be legitimately elected instead of violent conquerors. They ended up with barely a quarter of the vote. So, naturally, Lenin declared that the election results couldn't possibly represent the true Will of The People and anybody who said otherwise must be a dangerous Counter-Revolutionary. This kinda sets the tone for everything that followed.

Then several other socialist parties, and many people within the Bolsheviks themselves, called for the creation of a coalition government to represent all the various interests and needs of the Russian people. Lenin rejected this and forcibly disbanded all other political groups to form a One Party State.

From there, major policies from Lenin include but are not limited to:

all land seized, to become government property

any media outlets which criticize the government were closed; this was initially presented as a temporary measure only needed in the earliest stages of the revolution, but remained in place through Lenin's death seven years later… and then the entire rest of the existence of the Soviet Union… and to a large extent to this day

abolished the legal system, replacing it with Revolutionary Tribunals which were instructed to ignore existing laws and instead decide people's fates based on a "socialist sense of justice" and the "revolutionary conscience". Within a few months this transitioned into the Red Terror, a campaign of executions killing at least 100,000 (in an official capacity, on top of all the local witch hunts and grudges), primarily targeting anybody suspected of opposing Lenin's rule, but also "social undesirables" such as prostitutes

called for the workers of each enterprise to elect their own local committees to monitor and manage their productivity… but then made those committees subservient to the trade unions, which in turn were made subservient to the Supreme Council of the National Economy, which sacrificed the interests of the workers and local economies in favor of the creation of a grand "centralized economic plan"

mandated that every citizen from the age of 16 to 50 must work full time

"the state is an institution built up for the sake of exercising violence. Previously, this violence was exercised by a handful of moneybags over the entire people; now we want to organize violence in the interests of the people." Strongly opposed any suggestion to abolish capital punishment, and continually emphasized the need for terror in "overthrowing the old order and ensuring the success of the revolution", even years after the revolution ended

ridiculed any socialist group around the world which sought a peaceful route to their goals, calling instead for the violent overthrow of all the "bourgeoisie" governments of europe… and for all the new communist nations created to submit themselves to the ultimate authority of the Bolsheviks

when accused by others within the Communist Party of making the new Russian State too centralized and bureaucratic while losing the trust of the working class, declared a ban on all "factional activity" within the party, on pain of expulsion

established concentration camps, in which 70,000+ political prisoners were used as slave labor

decreed that any "intellectuals" who were not already working for the Bolshevik government should be exiled to the most inhospitable parts of Russia

called for the execution of all "anti-Bolshevik" priests, killing at least 20,000 (mostly Orthodox Church, but also including Jews and Muslims)

when food shortages began in 1918, Lenin blamed them on peasant farmers supposedly hoarding grain, and established armed detachments to seize their food by force to redistribute to the cities, leading to widespread violence, social disorder, and public mass executions… and a dramatic decrease in food production, for reasons that should surprise nobody except a communist.

when a terrible drought began in 1921, Lenin continued to "requisition" all the products of the starving farmers, and then to export the majority of the grain to other countries instead of distributing it to his own people, resulting in roughly five million deaths by starvation alleviated only by the American Relief Administration

when Patriarch Tikhon called on Orthodox churches to sell unnecessary items to help feed the starving, responded by calling for all valuables belonging to religious institutions to be forcibly appropriated by the government, resulting in widespread violence

when starving peasants began resistance movements across Russia to oppose the government's seizure of their food, hundreds of thousands were directly killed by the Red Army while hundreds of thousands more were arrested and forced into slave labor.

So, did Lenin's government fail? Well, he initially gathered his support base with two fundamental assertions: first, that after the proletariat revolution the State would naturally "wither away" over time, leaving behind true and pure Communism. But every year after the revolution, his State seized more power for itself and perpetrated more violence upon any citizens who opposed totalitarian control. Second was the prediction that similar proletariat revolutions would take place across every nation in europe within a few months; this obviously never happened. So in terms of his own 'campaign promises', he was either lying about everything or failed on all counts.

In terms of the continued existence of the state he created, there are two possible interpretations. The first is that "Lenin's government" could not survive a single day after the man's death, and so lasted less than seven years before being replaced by a different government (using the same name) run by Stalin. In this case, Lenin's government failed after killing around seven or eight million people. The alternate interpretation, that the Soviet Union was lenin's government, means that it survived for an additional sixty-seven years… and killed an additional 50+ million people along the way, before failing in 1991. (For comparison, the total deaths in battle from all the wars of the 20th century add up to about 36 million.)

Either way, claiming that his government "didn’t fail and killed no one" is demonstrating a level of delusion that I have rarely seen.

The best thing I can say about Lenin is that he wasn't as bad as Stalin or Mao. He probably wasn't quite as bad as Hitler, but there's room for debate there. He was certainly worse than Pol Pot, Saddam Hussein, Idi Amin, and Ivan the Terrible put together.

[prolibytherium]

Oh so your acne routine doesn't involve a boxcutter and lots of bloodied tissues, huh. Ohhh look at Mr Moneybags over here up on the shining golden mountaintop talking about 'acne creams' and 'witch hazel' and 'not constantly inflicting grievous wounds on my wasted face'. I'll just go fuck myself

[this-is-a-name-dont-worry]

September 2: Tell the baby a bedtime story about identity

Ai is sitting on xyr bed, watching. Today, xyr parent came back from "school and end of vacation stuff", which means...

Xyr mother smiles at xem.

"Ready for more of the story?" she asks.

Ai nods.

"Alright, so...

Once upon a time, a seventh son and a second prince left their kingdom to become traveling warriors, due to unfortunate circumstances. They made many meetings along the way, such as an old lady who offered them kindness and a family."

Ai taps on xyr tablet, and holds it up when xe sees xyr mom noticed.

"What do you mean, "many meetings"? We only saw one."

"Well, yes, but they travelled a lot since! Plus," she adds with a wink, "it's more dramatic that way!"

Plhum thinks yet again that has xe have eyes, her little egg would be the deadliest ever with xyr glares.

"Fine, fine, they had one important meeting, and along the way afterwards, they had just regular meetings, like a farmer transporting them in his to the next town, or Gertrude, the tavern owner, and André, the guy who kept offering drinks to everyone because his crush told him yes."

Ai seems satisfied with the answer, and settles back comfortably in xyr bed.

"Actually," xyr mom continues, "André that evening started a chain of events that led to our protagonists current predicament. Indeed, with all the alcohol and camaraderie, it became harder to hold the truth in, and the seventh son -or was it the second prince?- let slip that one of them was of royal origin, and even showed the prince's precious sword as proof.

The next morning, they left the tavern with happiness in their mind, unaware that by that point, all the thieves in town knew of the walking moneybag hidden in their duo.

By the end of the day, all criminals of the region were planning on how to capture the prince.

That night, the second prince and the seventh son stopped in a forest to camp. The next day, they would take the time to explore it, as they've heard many strange tales about this forest, said to inhabit bad spirits and witches. Most of the time, those stories were only that, but they desperately needed the help to become known."

Plhum stops. She looks at Ai with a smile. The egg raises its inexistent brows.

"Ai, if you had to imagine them, how would you say the second prince and the seventh son each look?"

Ai thinks. Then starts to scribble on xyr tablet, hit a button, scribble again. To Plhum's surprise, a text to speech voice rises after the button hit.

"I think the son has dark hair, and blue eyes. He's shorter than the Prince, but more muscular because if the farm work. The prince has long white hair and dark eyes."

"I see, I see..."

Ai this time only shows xyr writing, not using the voice.

"Why are you asking?"

Xyr parent does this annoying "you'll see" smile. Ai used to be a bit uneased by it, but now xe knows that with xyr mom, the "wait and see" attitude was playful rather than... whatever it was back there.

"In the morning, the one with the short dark hair got up. Strange, his friend should have woken him up in the night to take watch instead, but maybe Louis wanted to let him sleep? But then, the white haired beauty wasn't around, and no food was prepared. Manu decided to look around for his friend, and found a note:

"give us one million gold, and we'll give back the prince"

No name, no meeting place, and no date. How was Manu supposed to give them the money? Nevermind finding it too.

No, instead he'd have to go fight for his kidnapped friend.

Taking the sword the second prince gifted the seventh son on his 15th birthday, a beauty with a handle sculpted with a dragon and a blue hue to its blade, Manu went deeper in the forest, tracking for the kidnappers who came discreetly by night.

On his way, he saw strange apparitions, warning him away, and one even tried to kill him. But despite it all, he never faltered, and decided after losing the tracks that the more ghosts appeared, the closest he must be to where his friend was held captive.

And so, he found a manor."

"Where is the identity thing? Please don't tell me it's because you revealed their name, and so their identity."

"Patience, Ai, patience!"

The egg pouts.

"In the manor was hiding a terrible villain, the king of all criminals of the region. His identity was kept secret, but Manu and his family have had the theory in a while that he was none other than the duke of the region... and when after battling many thieves and murderers, he found his way to the king of criminals (which was a name Louis and Manu would criticize when hearing about him, as it was lacking un je-ne-sais-quoi to make it sounds truly terrible), Manu knew he was right. He had seen the face of this man before.

"Are you here to pay for your prince, lackey?" the king asked.

"I think you already know the answer. Give him back!'

The king stared. Then, let out the most boisterous laugh he could.

"Do you think I'm afraid of a servant? You're nothing but a peasant, if I defeated the prince, I can take you easily."

At this, Manu smirked.

"You are right, in a way, as the prince is better at fighting than the son. But it's only because Louis always puts more care in his studies of the world than his studies in the art of fighting."

"Have you lost your mind? No son of His Majesty is named Louis!"

"Indeed, but his godson is. His son's names are Richard, Emmanuel, and Albert."

The dark haired man took out the sword of his friend.

"Generally, they call me Manu."

Shocked by the reveal, the duke didn't immediately react, and the second prince easily defeated him.

His sword against the throat of the king of criminals, Manu tells him:

"You let your expectations of our appearances deceive you, and let our swords mistake us for more than we are. We have no money to give, and we grew as one. You may think has it been my friend facing you, you would have won, but I know you played unfairly. You use tricks to make people run away from your manor, you can't write a ransom note, and if it's so easy to defeat you, then sending too many men is the only way you can win."

Then, in a last, threatening whisper: "Where. is. he."

Of course, the duke faltered and told the second prince where to find the seventh son. When the blade left his neck, a trait of blood was drawn.

Manu easily found Louis, as well as the royal sword, the criminals surely waiting to sell it after the ransom.

The two left under the gaze of the Duke, who swore to take revenge on the two.

"At least now, we'll get to be known as the guys who found the true identity of the King of Criminals," the second prince laughed. Or was it the seventh son?"

Xyr mom stopped her tale with a satisfied smile. Ai thinks in silence for a minute.

Finally, xe writes something on the tablet, and shows it to her.

"So... I'm guessing the identity theme isn't just about the king of criminals?"

"Yes! I'm glad you're starting to think outside the box!" she says, and with it pokes at where she thinks his nose would be.

"I mostly know YOU think outside the box. I'm not there yet."

"Well, that's the first step!"

Ai decides that arguing longer about it would be useless. Xe still makes sure that xyr mom understands xe isn't agreeing.

"Alright, I got it," she starts, and for once she seems to be more serious than usual. "I'll stop annoying you with that."

Hm.

Ai looks to the ceiling with hesitation.

"What IS the out of the box reasoning?"

Plhum smiles. She's glad to see her kid let xemself be curious about the silly things.

"Well, for starter, names, so identity reveal!"

Ai gives her a mortified look.

"But, more seriously, it was the identity swap. The second prince and the seventh son were raised almost together, and at this point of the story, they could look like the prince is the son, and the son is the prince. So they can swap who is who. Even in the story you have moments when the doubt is put on which one has done or said which. To add to it, they are no longer going to be just nobodies, so even their identity as traveling warriors is getting known! So many identity."

Ai thinks about it. There's... some sense to it. And at least, this time there's an obvious tie in to the identity theme. And xe has to admit, it was enjoyable.

Xe gives a nod of approval, which makes xyr mom smile brightly. Who's supposed to be the child, here? Ai amuses xemself.

Xyr mom cups xyr head. Kisses gently xyr face. Whispers good night.

And yes, Ai will likely dream of a white haired peasant reading books alongside a dark haired prince.

[thegroupofalltime]

Hello and welcome to our blog! This blog is run by five people :]

Here we will answer questions about our phighting ocs and chat as well (this is not in any way canon to the phighting universe and is purely for fun!!)

people running the blog:

truth (@truthdawn) (they/them)

v (@sinnerclair) (they/them)

mtd (@metdrantom) (any/he/him)

catt (@cattsarts) (he/him)

alt (@simpwhoneedsalotoftherapy) (any)

TAGS: p! oc art, ask, oc asks, murderers, phighting oc, important

LIST OF OCS YOU CAN ASK BELOW!! :D (warning: kind of long)

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Tazer Gun (She / Her) tag

Oni (She / Her) tag

Frill (They / Them)

X (He / Him or They / Them)

KK (He / Him) tag

Pistol ( He / Him)

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Goose (literally just a goose.)

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Split (any)

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Holy sword (she/her)

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Demon blade (He/she)

Glowy bone (They/him)

Prince blade (He/Him)

Love blade (She/her)

Nebula claws (She/her)

Yin-Yang scythe (He/him)

[cade-a-way]

Tag yourself, I'm witch's moneybags.

[ourlittlechateau]

Look at this cute little Witch’s Moneybag plant! Witch’s Moneybag is a good alternative to hydrangeas if you don’t have the space for hydrangeas. Witch’s Money blooms cluster flowers that look very similar to Hydrangeas but Witch’s Moneybags is a lot smaller only grows to be 2 feet tall. Hydrangeas can grow to be 15 feet tall. #witchsmoneybags #franceplants #olcvactation #ourlittlechateauonvacation #indoorplants #houseplants #instaplants #indoorgarden #plantsmakepeoplehappy #plantlifestyle #plantsofinstagram #plantsplantsplants #plantstrong #plantfasciitis #plantstagram #plantslover #plantsarefriends #valenciennes#france #french

[saccharineclouds]

the last day yeehaw

[roseunspindle]

Monthly Favorites

Cleanses well and is pretty gentle.

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This stuff smells great (but makes me hungry) and of course does the proper soap job.

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This thing is so comfy and cozy

https://www.walmart.com/ip/Gioberti-Men-s-Removable-Hoodie-Plaid-Checkered-Flannel-Button-Down-Shirt/316731306?wmlspartner=wlpa&selectedSellerId=12506&adid=22222222227253419393&wl0=&wl1=g&wl2=c&wl3=297117631188&wl4=pla-529894802800&wl5=9013417&wl6=&wl7=&wl8=&wl9=pla&wl10=117430446&wl11=online&wl12=316731306&veh=sem&gclid=Cj0KCQjwjOrtBRCcARIsAEq4rW4scQ9MpTm3rngTa6RYnG9QcSrUUh7M8OwezezSSWlFjkiCQwxU3-4aAq9UEALw_wcB

Did I need another t-shirt? No, but it’s Moneybags! XD

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Chandler’s Wildlife - he’s crazy but entertaining and I learn things. ^_^

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLiU3BzWeBoQjCgeu1kL8Bw

The Magnus Archives Podcast 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdiUHYacaRI&list=PLSbuB1AyaJk8zTF3nE2KRxuixG_A5gBKJ

[witchrog]

The second plant spirit for my herby grimoire!

Ice plant/Hylotelephium spectabile ,in my native tongue ''Hermelika'' or ''Ranjenik'' ( the Wounded one)

Growing to 45cm tall and broad, it is an herbaceous perennial with alternate, simple, toothed leaves on erect, unbranched stems. Both the leaves and the stems are succulent. The star-shaped pink flowers are borne in flat cymes 15cm across, in autumn. The leaves and stems are usually pale green, but cultivars exist with a rich reddish-purple colouration.

The leaves make excellent succulent additions to a variety of dishes raw or cooked. They can be added to salads, stir fries, steamed, battered or in pickles and preserves. The taste is generally mild and agreeable, although some bitterness can be observed, especially in plants under stress.

The plant was listed in the ‘Barefoot Doctor’s Manual’ – itself an American translation of Chinese Paramedical Manual – as being used to reduce inflammation or fever. Presumably this has something to do with the cooling, emollient and mucilaginous textures of the plant when crushed. It is also listed as a depurative, having a purifying action on the body. It is also regarded as a sialogogue – promoting the production or excretion of saliva. It was allegedly used by the Romans to treat wounds, and in later times to treat internal ulcers.

The name Hylotelephium comes from Hylo- referring to woodland, and Telephium, thought to be named after a surgical term for an ulcer that was particularly difficult to cure. This in turn was named Telephus, an ancient king of Mysia and child of the legendary Herakles (Hercules) after who suffered from a spear wound that would not heal. The epithet spectabile is a reference to the showy nature of the flowers. The common name stonecrop is a reference to the ability of many plants of this family to thrive in rocky conditions. It has a whole host of common names in English, many of which are shared with similar species, including orpine, livelong, life-everlasting, live-forever, frog's-stomach, harping Johnny, midsummer-men, orphan John and witch's moneybags.

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[lettheladylead]

Your not going to lose me. Scroldie

I misread the prompt. Also I made this over the course of a day of traveling so it might make zero sense but I don't feel like rereading it so if it's nonsense then MY BAD

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Scrooge sat at the table, reading the morning paper as per usual. He always enjoyed his morning rituals and patiently waited for his usual nutmeg tea to be placed in front of him.

Just a few moments later and it did exactly that. Scrooge smiled and looked around the paper to see the teacup. Immediately he was struck by the hand that was currently pulling away from his morning treat and his eyes followed the arm to see it was very much not connected to his housekeeper.

"G-Goldie?!" he stuttered out in shock.

"Hey there, hun," she greeted casually, as if this was the most normal scenario. "How's your morning going?"

He blinked at her and glanced around the room to see if Louie was around or something else strange was going on. "It's…going just fine. What are you doing here?"

Goldie smiled softly and raised a curious eyebrow at him before taking a seat on the table in front of him. She leaned over and let her hand glide across Scrooge's beak, stopping with her fingers tangled up in his whiskers. "Can't I greet my husband in the morning?"

Scrooge was too stunned to react. Was this some kind of con? What could she possibly get out of this? Just a chance to be in his house and steal anything she wanted? Or was she just trying to humiliate him by convincing him they've been married and he's such an old fogey he forgot? He’d never forget something like that.

He was so caught up in his paranoid thoughts that Scrooge didn't notice as Goldie leaned down and kissed him properly. As soon as their beaks touched he felt a jolt of electricity down his spine that told him that whatever was going on, he should enjoy this little moment and then be paranoid about it afterwards.

He kissed her back with what was clearly more fervor than she expected, based on her surprised moan and her hands moving to his shoulders. He stood up and placed himself between her legs, hands gripping his hips as they continued. Who needed nutmeg tea when he could have this?

After a few more moments of that, Scrooge pulled away and enjoyed the vision of Goldie looking thoroughly ravaged. Her hair was a bit messed up and her cheeks were red and her chest was rising and falling heavily with each breath.

Goldie smiled at him - and it was a smile that he'd have embedded in his memory for the rest of his life - and slid one of her hands down to his chest. "What was that for?"

He almost rolled his eyes, still not understanding the game they were playing. “Just enjoying my ‘wife.’”

She reached over and grabbed the nutmeg tea, taking a few sips while never breaking eye contact with him. Scrooge felt a shiver down his spine and she tilted the cup towards his beak so he could drink from it, too. It felt so intimate and domestic and...and nice that he started to think maybe he didn’t care if this was a trick.

As she put the cup back down, he leaned forward and lightly kissed her neck. She hummed happily and put her hands on his shoulders, pushing him back into his seat. He obliged as she followed and straddled his lap, pressing her beak softly against his once again.

He felt like putty with her fingers in his whiskers and her breath against his skin. “Goldie…”

“I love you, Scrooge,” she mumbled in between kisses. “I’ll never leave you again.”

His fingers dug into her hips and he scrunched his eyebrows in confusion as he kissed back. “...what’s wrong, Goldie?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, kissing him still.

“You’re...why are you really here?” he responded, pulling away from her and putting his hands against the side of her face. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, so long as I’m with you,” she said softly. “Why is that so hard for you to believe?”

He blinked a few times and looked deeply into her eyes, trying to gauge her angle using his decades of experience with her. “It just is,” he said finally, squinting as Goldie’s eyes seem to darken.

“Scrooge…” Her tone was reminiscent of a time he’d disappointed her before, but Scrooge didn’t back down.

“I don’t understand why you’re here.”

Her eyes flickered again and he felt his heart leap. Maybe this was a trick in a different way than he thought.

“...Goldie?”

“Why can’t you just accept this?” she said sadly, her voice starting to shake in a way that felt unnatural.

Scrooge glared at her and pushed against her shoulders. She didn’t fight back, instead falling back and smacking into the edge of the table. She closed her eyes and he took note that she looked empty and hollow. Nothing about her felt bright and fun and exciting like she usually was. Nothing about this felt like her at all.

“...you’re not Goldie.”

Her eyes opened again to reveal bright yellow with deep triangular slits that immediately faded back to her normal green. But there was no questioning what he’d seen, and Scrooge slid his chair back and stood up in shock.

“What are you-?!” he spat at her, wiping a sleeve against his beak in disgust. “What’s wrong with you, you egomaniacal -”

She responded with a deep laugh and another look that sent shivers down Scrooge’s spine, but for decidedly different reasons. “Just needed to distract you while I finished taking your dime.”

He looked even more confused as her blonde hair turned to black and the rest of her seemed to disappear in a mist of pink smoke.

Scrooge rushed towards the door so he could grab a phone, but when he opened it he was met with complete and utter darkness. Magica’s laughter hung in the air around him and he looked every which way as he backed away from the darkness that was slowly creeping into the dining room.

He closed his eyes tightly and tried to focus. This wasn’t real. He’d known it wasn’t real from the start and now his arch nemesis was going to steal his most treasured possession because he was too busy being a lovestruck fool.

Scrooge took a deep breath and grabbed the dime from around his neck, squeezing the coin tightly in his hand.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself laying in his bed, same as he last remembered. Before he could even consider that this whole thing had just been a dream, he heard the sounds of struggling coming from his floor. He sat up and witnessed the most unexpected site: Goldie holding Magica De Spell in a violent chokehold and demanding that she ‘undo her spell.’

“It’s done! Just-” Magica choked out and coughed. “Just let me go, you psychotic harpy!”

Goldie scoffed and let her go with a violent shove. “How am I the psychotic one here?”

Magica growled and kicked out at Goldie again for quickly jumping out the window and flying off on her newly acquired broom. “You haven’t seen the last of me, McDuck!” she shouted.

Goldie rushed to the window to make sure the witch was really gone and breathed out a sigh of relief.

“...Goldie?”

She turned to see Scrooge staring at her with the widest, most confused stare she’d ever seen. “Hey, Moneybags. You’ve got a real rat problem here, you know that?”

He blinked and tried to soak in everything he’d just seen. “Did you...save me?”

“Don’t sound so surprised,” she said with a smirk, but he could hear that she was out of breath and her hair was sticking up in so many places it was clear she’d just been in quite the fight. “I stopped by for a visit only to find another woman in your bedroom. What else was I supposed to do?”

Another slow blink. He reached towards his chest and felt for the dime, but didn’t feel the string around his neck. Before his paranoia started to come up, Goldie tossed the dime at his face and he let out a loud “oof!” as it smacked into his forehead.

As the dime fell into his open palm, he thought about how this was definitely the Goldie he knew and loved.

He looked up at her with an expression of pure love and Goldie’s sarcastic comment was cut off by her own shock. She blushed and looked away from him for a second before glancing up again.

They silently stared at each other for a few moments. Goldie finally moved towards him and took a seat on the edge of the bed with a loud sigh. “Don’t make this into something it isn’t, but I’m tired as hell.” She laid down across his bed and closed her eyes. “So you can either go back to sleep or get to work, but I’m staying right here.”

Scrooge just stared at her for a minute as she snuggled under his comforter, her back to him and her eye makeup smudging against the pillow. He smiled brightly and leaned down to kiss her cheek.

“Stay as long as you’d like, dear.”

She hummed in response as Scrooge got out of his bed and shrugged on his morning robe. It wasn’t quite his usual time to wake up, but he needed to update his magical defenses. Goldie could wait til he came back.

[gal-vanized]

making that post about a spyro racing game its own post for organizational brain purposes. anyways,

itd be neat to have a spyro racing game using the flying mechanics from the mainline games. characters who cant fly like spyro would have like. some kinda vehicle i guess. like bianca would have a broomstick cuz shes a witch. ripto might have like a pterodactyl or somethin.

the 10 characters you’d start out with would be spyro, elora, the professor, hunter, bianca, sheila, sgt. byrd, bentley, agent 9, and blink.

then for unlockable (boss?) characters you’d have ripto, gnasty gnorc, the sorceress, and moneybags. maybe red is the final boss. or toasty. that’d be funnier probably.

crush and gulp feel like they’d be too big to be characters... but maybe they could be a hazard on a race course? maybe on ripto’s hometrack.

[anestheticrage]

Be me: Japanese honor student🎓, 15, with half a brain and even less of a plan. Hunting bitches by day and witches by night. Livin that dank only child✌️ life while mom n dad yeet all over the globe, leavin me plenty of time to forget not to make 2 lunches for myself #quirky 😜

no time for socialization or basic electronics skills ???📱??? when your best friends are an alien demon rabbit🐰👽 and the inexplicable Hole ™ in your brain. lmao, btw did i mention im ✨M✨A✨G✨I✨C✨A✨L✨

dreamin bout my 2D waifus again when familiar pink haired cancer patient dances through my brain passin out fliers: Kamihama Meguca Dating Service: Sponsored by Cult of the Magius. 250 stones per session 🤔

seems legit, Mr. Moneybags. wasn't spending my unwieldy sack of gemstones on anything else anyway. lets pull 💎💎💎

first up we have Redhead Radagast and her plethora of plants. 🌿☺️🦎

anndd, nearly dies immediately. 

well not off to a great start but i guess shes pretty cute at lea- oh FUCK its her girlfriend, Tsundere Poseidon😒🔱💦, and their exasperated, straight and single Sword Mom 😔🗡️🔥. fml gonna have to save up for the next pull. might as well play a few rounds with what i got tho. 

get in some good girl talk about things like school, color coded hair styles, body count, permanent soul damage, and our personal demon pacts. ya know, the usual 😚 . realize my dark backstory seems to be missing, so the girls take me to Ketchup Queen Sappho 🍅🥧 (wtf?) to molest my glowy egg stone. whatevs, more action than ive had since Kuroe 🖤 got added to the story anyway

the gang agrees it's time to hunt down the cutest rabbit pimp 🕶️🐇💵 in the city. >> say 🎵mukyuuu🎵 one more time and ill hug you so hard my backstory will pop right out, you adorable fluffy bastard. plz be my new best friend 💕

Form brand new friendship pact with Kyubae, and remember that my lil Sis 🐥 was always the best wingman for pickin up magic chicks, and kept her side of the room so spotless i forgot she existed. whoops 乁༼☯‿☯✿༽ㄏ Maybe if I find her i can stop paying these exorbitant pull fees.📵💎

speaking of which: hot damn this week's featured bachelorette is a 19 year old model and magical detective🔎 with massive levels of PTSD and self loathing 🥵💙💦 more likely to stab you or dramatically jump off a rooftoop than utter a single positive comment. wow, maybe i really COULD find true love…

... if i had MORE THAN A 1% FUCKING DRAW CHANCE. 😡 smh

hard to make much progress finding sis or winning the broken heart of a hard boiled detective amidst the never ending lover's quarrel of the Trident Vine Lesbians. 💔 Sword Mom tells them if they don't behave a monster will take them away. LOL classic mom 🤣

>>>HOLY FUCK IT DID

declare all-out war on urban legends, starting with staircases ⚔️ to reunite the dysfunctional trio, and hope that I net a way better lineup with the next 10x pull. at least sad sleuth lady came to help out. they say combat is the best way to bond wi-   and there she goes off the rooftop again 🙄 fml

alright that got way off track, we need a fresh start, away from all the loli drama. how bout a little B&E🔓🔨🤷🏻‍♀️ at the local house of worship to clear my head. ahh nothing like the unanswered prayers of the masses to get you in the mood for another wasted pull, and the 🔥 MIGHTIEST 🔥 headache you could ask for with a side of Double Cooked Pork 🐖🍜 (meh 5/10🧾)

venture forth into the spiritual unknown with your new human flamethrower🔥🌻🧡 and ask your favorite private eye to please, for the love of Eve, trade Meguca accounts with me~~~ Head through the eastern spirit portal to meet up with hologram propaganda sis and detective crush's evil ex, who joined a dating-app cult (#fuck) and also turned into the moon?🌕?(that's rough buddy)

get ambushed by Acid Horse on Wheels 🌈🐴 and vomit up my soul so hard that its time for a crossover episode. T U R F F F   W A R R R *que operatic harmonies* 💛 Blondie with the hair drills and enough attitude and guns to fill up a noble phantasm tries to ban my account permanently, but PI heartthrob denies her admin privileges. aww babe i didn't know you cared. 😭♥️

get kidnapped by my new true love and go back to her place 😏  defs enough empty rooms to house five emotionally traumatized girls and at least two ghosts hehehe👻 XD 💚🃏💜🎸 decide to form the anti-gossip brigade and recruit my blazing sunflower after getting ambushed by the witch living in my fruit loops🥣

❌outvoted 2:1 that cults are bad. mf. fiinneee one last pull to round out the team and then I'll delete the app. cmonnn Karin 🎃~

OH HELL YEAH TWO FOR ONE.

Always wanted a daughter 💜🔨🐄 with a penchant for pissing off the local Martial Arts & Books Club and drinking suspicious liquids offered by total strangers. Well if it's good enough for her AND the sexy mayadere with enough game to seduce a mermaid, might as well get in on that myself. 

#curseddrank 🤢 0/24 would not recommend to a friend, 'cept maybe Ria

win alot of cash 🤑, blow up a fountain, meet the pied piper²🎶🖕, moon cult, monochrome feathers, something about liberation✊🏻; adopt temper tantrum cow girl. aces 💜🥩

Next up!!! skydiving with DJ Hammer! Jump to apparently-not-certain death after suicidal A.I. 💚💾🗼 tells you to rescue her hostage before they run out of Radiohead albums and have to move on to Thom Yorke's solo discography. save the invisible shield kitten 💚👑😿 from happiness and get chased through the internet by the sexiest homicidal Paint Pallette 💚🎨😈 since Caravaggio. (apparently green is the color of the digital apocalypse. i’m deleting Kako from my friend's list)

that’s it, fuck this app. 250 stones 💎 per-life-threatening-experience is more than i’m willing to deal with 😓 don’t wanna mess with the perfect nuclear family anyway. we've already got: 

✔️the two emotionally traumatized moms with memory and commitment issues

✔️the adhd daughter with anger management problems and a giant hammer

✔️the psychologically abused scizophrenic cat

✔️and the eccentric aunt with crippling anxiety

#squadgoals

now that were done hoarding bitches, its time to hunt the witches. and the bitches makin the witches. btw did i mention the witches ARE the bitches! AND WERE ALL GOING TO DIE!? 📽️⁉️💀 wait fuck lets back up a second

This is Nemo📕 and Token🧪 and they have all the answers but prefer if you only ask vague questions in exchange for vague responses so they can fill in the rest by discussing their superior intellect 🧠 at length. not to mention they built that dating app, so of course everyone in my harem decides to be a FUCKING. TRAITOR.🤬

cept waifu prime ofc 🥰💙. [PTSD > brainwashing] 'yOu CaN bE tHe LeAdEr NoW'. i have been from the very beginning you traumatized Hinedere nightmare. maybe if you weren't so caught up collecting surrogate daughters you would've noticed IM👏THE👏ONLY👏 ONE👏PROGRESSING👏THE FUCKING👏PLOT✨

rescue the rest of dysfunctional found-family™ from selves before my adorable firebender burns down Disnihama🎡🔥😱 during her weekly anxiety attack. (love the makeover T B H) 

CHAPTER 8: Magical Girl Massacre🩸🗡️

   - everyone has like, the shittiest day ever

   - the new Pope really needs to be extradited from the church

   - make friends with a really pretty tree 🌺🌲✨

i swear, if i don't finish this god damn story in time to get that free pull im gonna beat the shit out of every mirror i find in that giant mansion that i haven't even had any time to even mention yet. 🖕🏚️ let alone EVERYTHING happening with the prequel [fuck you, I'm the star] girls 💗💜💙💛❤️️ and their multidimensional melodrama. We don't need that many repetitive af episodes to emphasize that Homo-ra is a shitty person. we've all seen Rebellion. 🙄

NO, I DONT CARE IF YOU WANT SAPPHO'S BACKSTORY, I ONLY HAVE 79 STONES LEFT AND IF YACHAN FINDS OUT I HAVEN'T DELETED THE APP YET IM GONNA HAVE TO GO SLEEP IN WITH SANA 😭💎💸😠

uhhhggggg where were we… Topple a cult and burn down Hotel Denoument only to realize that Sis was fused with the dating app servers this entire madokafuckin time (told ya she was the best wingman 😊). 

Dilemma: Sis =🥚, Triumvirate of Trouble want 🐣. What do? vote now:

Help Hatch - IIIIIII

Not Do That - IIIII

What The Actual Fuck Is Going On - IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Lets just fight everyone until something good happens.

🔥🔫🔥🗡️🔥😱🔥🌆🔥😱🔥🛡️🔥💣🔥

Kill (???) the artist-in-chief of the italian reindeer murder police after teaching her the true meaning of Christmas 🎄 hatch 🐣lil Sis and realize she WAS your wingman all along🐰 MUKYUUUU! we're just gonna ignore how much trouble it would have saved if you'd just mentioned that. "yOu DiDnT aSk..." 

FUCK YOU SPACE BITCH. ONCE AN INCUBATOR ALWAYS AN INCUBATOR 🖕🐇🔪

anywho, somewhere along the lines we of course summoned the Antichrist ⚙️ because why not raise the stakes to max and still not kill off a single character. Madofuckinkami, can we PLEASE wrap this up. 😩💤

feathers (not the culty kind, tfm) rain from the sky, and the power of friendship and not having the Urobutcher 🔪🩸as a lead writer saves our peacefully sectioned off alternate reality 😇

TL:DR fuck cults, real life waifus DO exist, don't sell your soul to space rabbits, or your stones to megacorporations. Enjoy arc 2 on the JP server with your shitty translation patch you filthy fuckin weebs 

Yours Truly, 

- Thirsty Weeb Eroha 💗💎😘 

[willow-salix]

Hullo, I saw your post, and am now curious as to what you think about the Marvel's use of witches?

Hey! *waves* Admittedly I don't know as much about the marvel comics as my kid, who is asleep right now so I can't ask her for examples... But from what I've seen Marvel is in no way bad with their depictions at all.

They have a good mix of good and bad representation of almost every type of superhero, villain or person there. Good moneybags, bad moneybags, good super solider, bad super soldier, good witch, bad witch, good sorcerer, bad sorcerer, good god, bad god, good alien, bad alien...

It's very much in balance. If they had only ever had bad witches as the bad guys in every single movie and comic I'd be raging about it, but they haven't.

I love the concept of Wiccan and hope they bring him and Speed in as Wanda's reincarnated kids. Bring that shit on.

I actually really like Dr Strange too. And Shaman. I must say from what I've seen and read the magic users they show in a positive light have been done well and quite respectfully. I guess that's the same with any of them really, they show how power and life experience can corrupt and turn a good person bad, but they dont say that everyone is bad.

They know there are good mutants and bad mutants etc, it's about representation and giving people a chance, not judging them on what they are, which I personally like.

I'm reserving judgement for the time being because obviously it's fiction and has to be dramatised a bit (I wish I had even half of Wanda's powers) so it's not exactly an accurate portrayal of witches in real life. But as long as they don't actually show real witches in a derogatory way, like have actual pagans doing a ritual and getting laughed at or something I'm chill with it.

I also love marvel though lol.

[swan-of-fabletown]

Do you think Bluebeard could have afford this apartment room, bigby?

Bigby: Of course, moneybags would be that sort of fable to do this, I bet he pay bit more for extra room from the witches and wizards on 13th floor and discount because he is the pillar of the community.