1 Braincell, No Queues

got my new boyfriend from Ikea. Unfortunately he's made of particle board and with a single thrust of my hips I broke him into five pieces

That thing people do with female characters where they like, in their attempts to compensate for the unfairly negative way that female characters are often treated by fandoms they end up overshooting and just making them Too Good and flawless and endlessly caring and loving and patient and incapable of doing or being wrong and just removing everything that’s distinctive about the character, making her completely flat & forgettable & uninteresting, because they don’t want to say anything about her or depict her doing anything that might possibly be interpreted negatively.

#someone in the notes is like ‘once they say she’s the only one with braincells it’s all over’ so real (via @oodlyenough )

Thinking about how Theo Van Gogh loved and supported his brother their whole lives and funded his art even as the rest of the world said it was bad art and how without Theo the world wouldn’t have the art of Vincent Van Gogh and how Theo loved Vincent so much that he died a few months after Vincent died, heartbroken over the loss and how his widow had him reburied next to Vincent so they could be with each other forever and how I can’t even get my brother to text me back smh

I'm thinking about how Vincent had a sister in law (Johanna van Gogh) who understood, accepted and supported her husband's support of his disabled brother-in-law and understood his art so well that even though she was left widowed, poor, and encumbered with 200 paintings which the art world saw no value in she strove tirelessly to change the minds of the art world. Thinking about how she was raising a child, founding a socialist movement, putting together art shows, and editing her deceased husband's and brother-in-laws letters to create a book which she could share with the world. Letters we still rely on today to help us understand the beauty and pain of Vincent's life and my sister won't even respond to group texts 1/2 the time.

The devil works hard but Cowboy Starshine of the Confession Executive Committee fandom works harder

When I am emperor, I will make everyone who refers to women’s leg hair removal as “basic hygiene” fight to the death in my coliseum.

finally it will be understood that I am doing it not for hygiene but for slut reasons

sluts are welcome in my empire, be they hairy or smooth

This probably refers to people whose thighs touch and chafe when they’re wearing shorts or skirts

your highness can we still have slime fest?

*imperial majesty thx

Imperial majesty, can we still have the slime fest?

Imperial Majesty, bring back Slime Fest or the people shall revolt

don’t threaten me with a good time

Imperial Majesty, what will you do to make your empire more accessible to people with disabilities and sensory issues?

Item: various Food-Dogs; great at sniffing out the type of food they are made of

from wikipedia: “Near the beginning of a class, Professor Neyman wrote two problems on the blackboard. Dantzig arrived late and assumed that they were a homework assignment. According to Dantzig, they “seemed to be a little harder than usual”, but a few days later he handed in completed solutions for both problems, still believing that they were an assignment that was overdue. Six weeks later, an excited Neyman eagerly told him that the “homework” problems he had solved were two of the most famous unsolved problems in statistics. [… ] Dantzig recalled in a 1986 interview in the College Mathematics Journal, “A year later, when I began to worry about a thesis topic, Neyman just shrugged and told me to wrap the two problems in a binder and he would accept them as my thesis.””

i really can’t stress enough how much i recommend regularly engaging with older art– movies, books, whatever. like, “Those who do not learn history are doomed to repeat it” and all that, but also, there’s just something really fascinating and kind of beautiful about reading something written by someone who lived so long ago and really connecting with it, recognizing the humanity of people who once seemed like abstract concepts to you

I started reading The Tale of Genji during the pandemic, figuring I might as well improve my mind during lockdown. It’s considered the oldest novel on record, possibly the first one ever written. Early in the book, there’s an incident where the main character has a crush on a girl, so he tries to sneak into her family’s property to get close to her, and along the way he runs into this ancient old grandma who can’t half see and who mistakes him for one of her grandkids. So she’s standing there going on and on about her digestive difficulties and whatever, and he can’t speak up because if she hears his voice she’ll know he’s not who she thinks he is, so he’s just having to stand there and nod and hope she’ll go away soon. And I’m reading all this and thinking that with a couple of adjustments this could be a modern day sitcom, and it made me happy to think that a thousand years ago someone was laughing at the same sort of stuff we laugh at today.

people who use the queue function fill a necessary role in the tumblr ecosystem. they keep posts alive. if u miss a post bc ur entire mutualcule was reblogging it from each other in a 30min span and u were offline, the queue mutual provides u an opportunity to see that post again in 1-8 business days. they put posts in stasis in little cryogenic freezers for u to discover and enjoy later. everyone thank their queue mutuals right now