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Due to someone explaining the purpose of reblogs and how they make tumblr work, I decided to make an effort to reblog stuff I like from now on.
Because of that decision, I went back and tagged all my original posts with "#my posts".
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A tiny insect clinging to the head of a horned viper
#ratatouille
An alle Urner, die sich an 1337-speak erinnern:
Zieht die Nummern UR 417 (URALT) und UR 635731 (URGESTEI) in Betracht, falls sie noch erhΓ€ltlich sind. π
Selber bin ich weder Urner noch im Besitz eines Fahrzeuges das ein Nummernschild braucht, daher keine Option fΓΌr mich.
pinterest reposters i no longer have extensive beef with you for i have been informed of a much worse threat to the court of lady normalgirl: people who put my art through AI filters and THEN repost it to pinterest
Woke up and went you know what, I would love reading or watching something like I just dreamt:
Background: World with magic and eh, steampunky? technology that reminds me of Ghibli movies like Nausicaa or Howls Moving Castle now that I'm awake. Magic and people are supposed to follow the rules in a book that differentiates between acceptable and deplorable types and schools of magic. Witchy magic for example that is mostly an oral tradition is, if not outright illegal, something that people need to practice in secret to avoid censure.
The protagonist was/is a young man from a magical lineage of people who have good noses (in a magical sense), can "sniff out" magic on people and sometimes even "under" surface layers. They're also rather rulebound.
The deuteragonist was/is a young woman, who has a talent for witch magic and chafed under the rules of the book that their town follow. The protagonist had a crush on her, or more, though he isn't a fan of the signs he noticed that she's dabbling with witchcraft and not a rule follower. They might have had various aborted attempts at a relationship since entering puberty.
The story starts with (or rather the first thing I remember dreaming happening) the protagonist apparently finally succeeding to have a date and only being a bit mumbly about some of the "weird" stuff she coaxes him into trying or tasting. The evening even ends with them in bed together (not that the book would approve of such things without a committed relationship, though in the protagonist's mind that's them entering into one; also it wasn't a wet dream because the dream skipped right to the next morning).
When he wakes up, she's gone, along with many of her belongings. After quite a bit of searching he finds a note/message from her telling him that she's leaving for lands where she won't need to hide her witchcraft nor be restricted by old fuddy books judging her likes. Apparently several of the "weird stuff" she had him participate in and that he hadn't wanted to look too closely at lest the date go up in flames was the last step of both a transportation ritual and something to prevent him from being able to track her down as easily/knock him out for a while. Also she apparently didn't use birth control and was able to magically tell she was going to be a mother from this night.
So he decides to find her, helped by his magic nose. I woke up at this point, but I expect his rigid views to have mellowed by the time he finds her enough that he allows himself to be convinced to tag along on her journey rather than trying to "catch" her and bring her back to their home town (not that he'd have a chance to do that even if he wanted to). He's probably still grumbly about some of her witchcraft sometimes, but he also likes her too much and there's also the issue of wanting to be a dad to their, to him, unplanned coming child.
There was also something about old stained glass in a building in their home town that pictured three benign witch archetypes in each corner of the room. And his magic nose or something giving him a clue as to which corner to associate with her and thus what kind of which she might be and where she might be going direction-wise. Also some anime/manga demon lord prophecy thing in the background that eh, probably just part of my brain doing pattern recognition from having read too many isekai stories.
If there are people capable of instant teleportation in this world, it certainly isn't anyone our protagonist or deuteragonist knows.
Anyway, if this speaks to any writer out there, feel free to take it and run with it, I would love to read something like this.
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a while ago I read this sci-fi short story from the 50s where a guy is kidnapped and interrogated by aliens using a very sophisticated lie detector, but he realizes that the lie detector works off technical truth, and with some careful phrasing and misdirection, he manages to make them believe that humans are a race of immortal, overpowered, omniscient telepathic beings. and it works.
my favorite part is when he tells them that humans are "capable of transportation without the aid of spaceships or any vehicles, just by using mental power to control physical matter". it's true, we can. it's called walking.
okay I found it, it's The Best Policy by Randall Garrett
and it has other gems such as "I know beyond a shadow of a doubt what every member of my race thinks of you" (they don't know you exist) and "every human knows exactly as much about the location of your home planet as I do" (nothing)
Undefeatable - Gator Days
*kicks a pebble at you, launching it with perfect aim directly at the acupuncture nerve spot that triggers The Forever Hiccups*
I was about to say there is nobody who deserves that but then I remembered unrepentantly evil people exist. Like a certain mustached Austrian in the 20th century, a Russian dictator in the present, Epstein and associates, ...
But anyway, I doubt anyone who sees your post is evil enough to deserve having The Forever Hiccups, and if someone is, don't give them ideas!
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Something like this would be so colossally helpful. I'm sick and tired of trying to research specific clothing from any given culture and being met with either racist stereotypical costumes worn by yt people or ai generated garbage nonsense, and trying to be hyper specific with searches yields fuck all. Like I generally just cannot trust the legitimacy of most search results at this point. It's extremely frustrating. If there are good resources for this then they're buried deep under all the other bullshit, and idk where to start looking.
>:)c
May I present to you, nationalclothing.org?
It doesn't have everything, but it's still my first source when researching traditional clothing from other cultures.
There's also this resource on historical fashion: Claireβs Historical Fashion Reference & Resources
another addition as far as physical media goes there is the encyclopedia of national dress (that i still need to buy myself bc this kind of thing is super important to my sort of fantasy designing) but yes i do agree i wish there was EVEN MORE documentation on this
Reblogging to spread awareness
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this is probably my favorite tiktok of all time and I finally got around to showing it to my dad the other day and now he comes home every day and tells me about all the places he saw crumbling concrete and says "guess they didn't add enough chinchilla flakes"
My dad has worked in construction is whole life, primarily with a company that does concrete foundations, and I immediately sent him this back when I first found it on TikTok, and he IMMEDIATELY shared it with everyone he worked with. They apparently still quote it on his job sites to this day.
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TIL I want my country to drop out of the world cup ASAP. Mostly to punish all the assholes driving up and down the street at 11pm honking up a storm to "celebrate" that "our" team won a match.
yes, India made legal gender change impossible but the doctor down the street who gives me my T shots in a clinic so small that it's just two rooms was excited for me when she said my voice had dropped yes, India made legal gender change impossible but the receptionist who could see that I was a man didn't bat an eyelash when I asked to see the gynecologist and called me sir when he asked how I wanted to pay yes, India made legal gender change impossible but the barber cuts my hair exactly how I want it and never gave me strange looks for being in a men's salon not even back when I didn't pass as one
yes, India made legal gender change impossible but my friends have always gendered me correctly and stick to it even when it confuses other people and my friend's little sibling calls me older brother in Kannada yes, India made legal gender change impossible but my dog learned my new name quicker than the humans and she runs to give me a kiss when she's told to without being confused about who's being referred to
yes, India made legal gender change impossible but I can feel the Adam's apple growing in my throat and my muscles getting stronger, and my smile more real and I'm growing a beard, and I talk more freely
yes, India made legal gender change impossible but I'm here, and I'm alive, and so are you and there are good people, people who care and don't let them make you forget that-- you are not alone.
Wait, doesn't/didn't India have a legally recognized, traditional, third gender that mostly consists of genetically male people that chose to change to this gender? I would have thought India would be the last country to ban legal gender change.
Hey, you, cis girl that's very (correctly) vocal about women being allowed to talk about their periods, do you include trans women in that?
I ask because every single time I've tried to talk about it to anyone that isn't a trans woman they get fucking angry. Which has caused me to have to just suffer in silence every single month. So I really relate to cis women when they talk about literally the exact same thing; being shamed by everyone around them their whole lives for talking about their periods, so they just suffer in silence every month as it negatively impacts their work and social lives. But I don't even feel like I can voice that I am literally dealing with the same exact thing because most of y'all react like you want to throw me in front of a bus for saying it, even those of you who act like your such big great transfem allies.
I guess I'll take this opportunity to talk about trans women periods. The first thing any tme person thinks when they hear this is always "how can trans women have periods? They don't have uteruses!"
The answer is: the uterus isn't what causes your period, it is effected by your period. What causes your period and what causes trans women's periods is the same thing: the endocrine system.
HRT changes the sex of your endocrine system. Feminizing HRT makes it a female endocrine system, giving us a 28-day hormone cycle just like cis women. At the end of that cycle, the hypothalamus floods the body with prostaglandins. Those are what cause all but one of the period symptoms, because they make muscles inflame and contract. They are what make the uterus shed its lining, they are what cause intestinal cramps, they are what cause body aches, they are what cause headaches and migraines. The only period symptom not causes by the release of prostaglandins throughout the body is depression, and that is caused by your endocrine system simply not processing as much estrogen and from simply feeling like shit.
So, the only symptoms trans women don't get every 28 days is menstrual cramps, because yes we do not menstruate since we don't have uteruses. But migraines, depression, body aches, intestinal cramps, and the infamous "period shits" don't exactly add up to us having any better of a time. Except we have to pretend that we're fine and nothing is different because no one believes that we get periods, not even cis women.
"But you can't call it a period then because that refers to MENSTRUATION!" is another one I hear all the time. This is incorrect. You use the word "period" instead of just "menstruation" because it doesn't just refer to menstruation. It refers to a period at the end of the hormone cycle where we experience a host of symptoms. And not all cis women experience all of the symptoms that encompass the period. Not all cis women get migraines, or body aches, or have severe depression. If a cis woman gets a hysterectomy she doesn't menstruate either! In that instance she experiences an identical period to what trans women experience. Yet, I doubt you'd insist that cis women who've had hysterectomies don't have periods.
Oh, another thing that I personally discovered after bottom surgery: vaginal odor changes for trans women during our periods too. I was not expecting that because I always thought it was just from menstruation. But nope, the ph levels of a trans woman's vagina are the same of as a cis woman's vagina, and it changes during our periods just the same.
The sooner you start, the sooner you'll be done with it and the sooner you can stop thinking about it. Go on, up you get, it won't be as bad as you think.
You won't want to do it later either. You might as well just do it now. Even if you don't finish it all, anything you manage to get done now is something you don't have to do later (when you still won't want to do it)
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My boyfriend went to get some groceries on bike - more for the exercise than out of need, as we both hate doing exercise for no other reason than for the sake of doing it - and as soon as he got outside it started absolutely pouring. And my boyfriend, he's the human version of those huskies who happily nap face down in a pile of snow on the yard while refusing to come back inside. And he fucking loves rain. He's got this green rain cloak that he likes, but he would've been just as happy out there without it. He's not built to live indoors, keeping him in a city apartment regularly feels like keeping a wolverine as an inside pet.
So he was cycling, in what as far as he is concerned is unironically the best possible weather, getting to the store. And while he was locking his bike, some old lady first glanced at him with concern, and on a second glance took her own bike and got the fuck out of there. And at this point my boyfriend realised that due to loving the weather, he was smiling, really grinning like an idiot, beaming pure joy. And as he doesn't really smile a lot, he's not used to making that facial expression, so in hindsight he was going around looking like this:
Someone was arguing that you need variety in the type of meat you eat because it's immoral or illegal to eat the same animal over and over and I was baffled by their misunderstanding (it's a hypothetical about eating parts of the same individual that can regrow limbs, but losing a limb is still painful; it's not about eating the same animal species repeatedly).
That's what I was dreaming when I woke up today anyway. And while writing this down my mind went into an argument with itself (written down as two voices, but really just ideas/thoughts): "but isn't that what we do to some plants?" "nah, plants aren't animals" "yeah, but they react to pain" "harm, not pain, and the ones where the same plant gets harvested over and over usually get their fruits harvested, which are meant to be eaten" "what about potatoes then?" "don't think pain is a thing in plants, they don't have anything resembling a nervous system and no reason to evolve something like it, given they can't exactly quickly move away from harm or learn not to do something"
Anyway the original context irl was, if I recall correctly, a thought experiment about utilitarianism and whether few beings suffering constantly is preferable to many beings suffering once, or something like that.
