I’m still waiting for spring, but I hope it’s finally arrived for you. Blue like my mood as of late 💙
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I’m still waiting for spring, but I hope it’s finally arrived for you. Blue like my mood as of late 💙
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Thimble, Thimble!!! My darling girl!!!
We need more ships where it's romantic for one half and platonic for the other and both parties are aware and ok with this
Being asexual and racist is embarassing as fuck. Being racist at all is obviously embarassing as fuck but the amount of racism and especially antiblackness i have been seeing from asexuals recently is obscene.
One of the only asexual activists is Yasmin Benoit, a Black woman. She has raised so much awareness for the community. She was the first asexual person to lead Pride in London, she started the #thisiswhatasexuallookslike movement and is THE leading voice for the community.
And you all will celebrate international asexuality day on April 6th but we wouldn't even have that if she hadn't cofounded it.
Edit: why are you all too scared to repost this. Cmon. Be vocal about being against racism
Edit 2: if you feel the need to announce in the comments that you're not reblogging for whatever reason just know that I genuinely do not care.
But also know that I will look through your account and if I notice that youre actively a racist or you just dont reblog stuff about that I will ridicule you in a reblog. Idc idc. Not reblogging is fine but if you feel the need ti announce it youre annoying asf.
My favorite four tools for running a game:
Yes, And: most people are familiar with this. You accept what the player is doing and add to it. "I go to open the door." "You open the door and a large friendly dog jumps out, pinning you to the ground."
No, But: a lot of people know this one, too. You aren't letting the player Do The Thing, BUT something else happens! "I try to stab the shop keep." "The shop keep dodges your attack, but trips and falls to the floor, dropping the key he was palming."
Yes, But: much less used but fun! The player's choice works, technically, but there's Unexpected Consequences! "I go to smash the box." "Your mace falls squarely on the chest but it deforms, absorbing the blow and revealing a massive row of teeth!"
No, And: use with caution, for moments when the Fuck Around has occurred, and now it's Find Out's initiative. "I'm going to try and seduce the guard." "Unbeknownst to you, the guards are all eunuchs under a vow of celebacy and he takes significant affront at your presumption."
I don't use these for everything, but they're great tools for when an action needs a bit of back-and-forth.
Have fun, don't die!

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If I tell you this is a horror dance number it still won't prepare you. That last move was so terrifying even the judge was like "Let go! Let go!" If you told me they're actually possessed I'd believe you.
One of the most perfectly choreographed and executed dances I have ever seen and comes closest to Shobana's original performance in Manichitrathazhu. Incredible!
The original poster adds some context, including:
"This dance is from the Indian reality competition Hunarbaaz: Desh Ki Shaan from a couple of years ago. It's performed by an all-male dance troupe called B Unique. You can download the video from TikTok here https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS6gm9tmJ/"
"it's a Bharatanatyam-based dance that's basically a showcase for contortionism. The song is from a Hindi movie called Bhool Bhulaiyya, which is the umpteenth remake of an extremely popular psychological horror Malayalam film called Manichitrathazu. In it, a young couple moves into a house built atop an ancient royal court and the bride seemingly becomes possessed by the spirit of Manjulika, a legendary Bharatnatyam court dancer who took her own life after the king killed her lover in a fit of jealous rage. The spirit seems to call on the vengeance of the goddess Durga Kali, the mother and destroyer. In an iconic scene, the groom, his cousin and the doctor they brought in to investigate the issue discovers the bride dancing alone in the dead of night in a manic, fugue state, dressed haphazardly in a moth-eaten dancer's costume and smeared with ash, kohl and vermilion. She's hallucinating herself as Manjulika dancing in the royal court with her beloved, who is also her dancing partner. It's a disturbing and rather heartbreaking scene, the upbeat music making it even creepier as it crescendos towards the sudden murder of the lover."
The inspiration is this performance by Shobana in Manichithrathazhu.
ugh we need more manipulative characters that aren’t evil. lie and cheat and steal for a good cause. control every narrative. use narcissism for justice. ruin all of your personal relationships for the good of the mission.
ugh we need more manipulative characters that aren’t evil. lie and cheat and steal for a good cause. control every narrative. use narcissism for justice. ruin all of your personal relationships for the good of the mission.
In the latest round of "Derin shares a random fact from their life and gets flooded with stupid advice they didn't ask for that assumes they have the life experience of a toddler", I am once again being reminded that food can be frozen, but nobody's told me to take half a slow cooker's worth of leftovers to the local food bank (which they know nothing about since they know nothing about my town) yet. So at least the advice is getting marginally less stupid, even if the assessment of my intelligence is the same. Hopefully this improvement persists.
you should consider eating an entire slow cookers worth of food in one sitting next time
Believe me I did my best
Did u know food can be dried as well
Wow, no way! Next you'll tell me that it can be canned or something!
No no don’t start canning. It’s hot and dangerous and a lot of work and also one of those deep deep pits you can fall into like fibre arts.
I've refused to even dabble in canning for years because doing it safely just costs way too much money. Between the lower reliability of home canning than factory canning, the lids having a bit that you're not supposed to reuse for safety reasons and are expected to rebuy regularly, and the modern price of electricity, I seriously doubt that canning my own food would be any cheaper than just buying canned food, and the end product would absolutely be worse.
Everything I want to preserve is simply better preserved in a freezer, and I'm not good enough at gardening to have a bunch of excess produce to can anyway. If I grow too many tomatoes or too much spinach, I cook the extra into a meal and freeze it. And buying fresh stuff to can is a fool's errand; buying the canned version is usually already cheaper even before you take into consideration the costs of canning it yourself. We've already figured out canning on an industrial scale. It's about as efficient and safe as it's gonna get. Me doing a shittier version in my own house isn't helpful.
I’ve hear about how having cats makes you immune to hauntings, ghosts, spooky midnight noises etc but. for years I’ve been dealing with a panic response to unexpected nighttime noises, major enough that the adrenaline can keep me from falling back asleep for hours.
A few weeks of living with a cat and my brain’s been reprogrammed. last night at 4am the furry little shitmuppet broke a vase & I only woke up long enough to call her a rat bastard & roll over back to sleep
Oh shit. This totally made me realize that it must have been my cat that killed my fear of the dark. I used to be intensely scared of walking into dark spaces. Hated any area where I had to turn a light off before I could turn another one on.
Enter my mostly black demon who likes to jump out of dark spaces at me.
Now I can just walk through dark rooms with no anxiety. I’m now used to the darkness taking physical form and jumping at me. At this point if a monster did jump out of the darkness I’d instinctively reach for the cat treats to offer it.
holy crap what other fears do cats make you immune to?
I’m no longer scared to dangle my foot over the bed bc of demons with sharp claws & glowing eyes, i’m scared to dangle my foot over the bed bc of one specific small furry demon with sharp claws & glowing eyes
#fuck off beelzebub my cat has dibs
My cats are legit part of my grounding strategy for when I have sleep hallucinations. As part of my sleep paralysis, I “see” corpses in the bed next to me on a frequent basis, or shadow men lurking in the doorway; if there is a cat blissfully, softly snoring at the foot of the bed, I know I am safe, despite what my brain is trying to conjure.
the sound of my door opening slowly, but theres no one there. my cat. somethings clawing at the walls, glass or window screens, cats. somethings fucking licking my toe in the middle of the night, my fucking cat again. nothing can hurt me its all cat
Unearthly noise? Cat.
Movement out of the corner of your eye? Cat.
Objects moved? Cat.
Inexplicable smells? Cat.
Corpses (small)? Cat.
Ectoplasm right in middle of the room, which you won’t notice till you step in it? Cat.
Do cats make the ghosts go away? Nah. They just make you stop being scared.
Do cats make the ghosts
go away? Nah. They just make
you stop being scared.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
My cats got rid of my fear, not because I assume every noise I hear is from them, but rather if my OCD is telling me not to look outside because someones out their waiting for me to see them so they can kill me, I know they aren’t actually there because my cats aren’t reacting.
Until they do some stupid shit like staring at my vent for 2-3 hours without moving at all for seemingly no reason what so ever

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The apple they fed to snow white wasnt poision at all it was just a red delicious
when i was a kid i had moments of being so fucking diabolical because i realized at some point the best way to leverage power over my family was to do shit that would make everybody late
our house was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods so when i decided i didnt want to wear dresses anymore if we were going to some event & my parents insisted i had to wear a dress i would just go hide in the woods. was so committed i almost made us miss a flight once bc my mom packed a dress in my suitcase
i only promised to stop doing this if my parents got me formal boys clothes to wear which eventually they did. i don't feel bad about resorting to violence bc i asked politely and they said no. proud of 10 yr old me for evil annoying lesbian behavior
5th grade was the last time I wore a dress for school pictures. When my parents attempted to force the issue for 6th grade, I climbed onto our roof and pulled the ladder up after me. My dad borrowed the neighbors ladder. As soon as it touched the roof I pulled it up too. By the time I had 3 ladders they were willing to negotiate, and 2 hours late for work.
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The worst types of cookbook:
The Ottolenghi - it is vital that you use 1g of this very expensive ingredient. It comes from a 500g bag with a one-week shelf life.
The time machine - 15-minute recipe! First, leave to marinate overnight...
The dishwasher - one-pot recipe! Now decant your ingredients and wipe out your pot. And again. And again. And again.
The optimist - cook the onions until caramelised (2 minutes).
The kindergarten teacher - get one nommable little tree of broccoli and bosh that into boiling water. Delish!
The brand names only - ingredients: Ritz crackers, Philadelphia cheese, Cool Whip, orange Jell-o...
The 1950s palate - use one (1) clove of garlic and a small pinch of chili flakes (omit if preferred).
The why bother with a cookbook - to make beans on toast, gently heat a tin of beans and put on top of freshly buttered toast.
Human beings b like. *sits and stares peacefully at a fire* *sits and stares peacefully at the ocean* *sits and stares peacefully at a sleeping animal*
a small rhythmic motion: is happening
us for 6 million years and counting: talented brilliant showstopping incredible
Realizing that I am not employing enough of my free will to become a nuisance at work

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do not start gambling. go outside and locate a bug. now post it on inaturalist. bam. nature's gacha game
oh my god it hurts
and it's going to hurt forever
every now and then I see people passing screencaps of these posts around, and in the months after I made this post there were people checking in on me assuming I was going through grief or depression or something
to set the record straight, the context is that I had covid and was bleeding from my throat and lungs, but for some ungodly reason, I was feverishly driven to drink lemonade and kept screaming and writhing because I was pouring fizzy lemon juice on open throat wounds