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ive found my favorite panel in all of yugioh
you really canât ever know.
If only there were some sort of facility where teenagers could be taught new skills.
Anyway, here's a helpful diagram. When I was hit on the temple this was one of the harder things I had to reteach myself. Don't be shamed into not asking questions, and it's alright if it takes you a while to figure it out. Don't let someone make you feel bad for learning new things, or relearning old ones.
Sometimes, unfortunately, you have to teach yourself. YouTube is a valid option.
yeah okay ill reblog that :]
And if you have trouble remembering which hand is which-- the minute hand has to be longer to make it easier to determine the actual minute, while the hour hand can be less exact.
helpful tip on 1,034 days left
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the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
I know the kink pride in Gotham city has to be PEAK
being a comic fan feels like i'm constantly trying to play catch up. sure I may have read fifty runs but there are twenty more my mutuals are always blogging about that i've never even heard of. sure I can identify most of the members of the justice league from a double page spread but i can't name all of them and certainly not all their powers. as soon as i read another comic run a new one i've never heard of takes my attention before i can conquer the rest of my to-read list and the cycle repeats ad infinitum
I heart prey animal rage I love when characters are fucking insane with terror
When they're not dangerous like a hunter but dangerous like a spooked horse kicking your skull in
Let's hear it for prey animal rage let's hear it for killing everyone else in the world before you'll let them catch you
tiktok teen lgbts would not survive in the 80s and 90s when lesbians called gay guys fags lovingly and gay guys would call us dykes lovingly
now rebloggable. fuck with me
Why the fish
The fish is what makes the post rebloggable
The fish is what makes this post fuckable
happy flat fag friday

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This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but itâs also kind of an amazing two-line poem? âHis Wife has filled his house with chintzâ is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and âchintzâ is a perfect word choice hereâsonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then âto keep it real I fuck him on the floorâ collapses that whole mood with short percussive soundsâbut itâs still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8
I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct
I went back to dig up this post because I was thinking about poetry.
This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.
As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: âfuck him on the floor.â The use of âchintzâ is indeed great word choice.
Because Iâm insane, decided to scan the poem:
Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.
There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of âkeep it realâ juxtaposed with âchintz.â It causes me to interpret the âchintzâ more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of âfuck,â which is a contrast with âchintzâ but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where âchintzâ is flimsy and inanimate.
And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is âfilled with chintzââsomething that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with âkeep it real.â
The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wifeâs marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something âreal.â Thatâs a story, and itâs just two lines.
This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, yâall. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.
From a technical standpoint (and ive taken 300- and 400-level poetry classes so I can say this) this is damn near flawless as a poem.
Kept thinking about this ever since I saw it and had to do something
there's art now
Hey, unpopular opinion, apparently. But people donât just âhave pain for no reasonâ doctors say this all the time (especially to women and chronically ill people) and the truth is, Thats literally not possible. Even if your pains are psychosomatic (a word I hesitate to even use because of the way its used so often) there is a reason you are having those pains whether its mental illness, abuse, etc. If your doctor consistently tells you that âwell some people just have pain for no reasonâ get a new doctor. Thatâs a doctor who is not going to give a shit what your actual symptoms or experiences are.
I just wanna add to clarify the psychosomatic thing.
That word DOES NOT MEAN youâre making it up. It doesnât mean youâre imagining the symptom. What it means is that the symptom ISNâT DIRECTLY CAUSED BY ANY OF THE THINGS THAT WOULD NORMALLY CAUSE IT.
I fought to get a PCOS diagnosis for 2 and a half years. For the ENTIRE time I was fighting, I was dealing with 3 cysts that were not going away by themselves and eventually required surgery to remove. At one point close to the end of the battle, I suddenly went blind. I was visiting my parents and was standing on the veranda looking out over the tree we had planted in memory of my dog and suddenly I got one of the shooting pains that I was quite frankly used to at that point and my vision started to go dark. It was like the sun was setting while being completely hidden behind storm clouds but it was 2pm in the middle of Summer on a clear day. Within about 30 seconds I couldnât see ANYTHING. I was 27 years old and I was screaming for my mother.
My mum raced me to her doctor (he was a 15 minute drive away as opposed to 45 minutes to the nearest hospital) and he quickly worked out that there was nothing wrong with my eyes and what had happened was totally unrelated to them. Then he said it was psychosomatic and I freaked out, yelling that I was NOT making this up and I definitely wasnât imagining it. Very quickly he calmed me down and said he believed me and I had misunderstood. He explained that whatever was going on with my abdominal pains (he suggested PCOS which I hadnât even heard of at that point) had been ignored for so long that my body was starting to do things other than the normal pain response to try to draw my attention to the problem. My sight going was my body basically jumping around in front of me going âHEY ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME HELLLOOOOOOO??????â
He gave me some prescription strength painkillers and my sight started to come back as soon as they started to kick in. About 45 minutes after it started I could see well enough to walk around without help and within a day and a half I was back to normal. On top of that I finally had a scan booked to figure out what the hell was causing all the pain.
Psychosomatic symptoms are NOT imagined or fabricated or happening for âno reasonâ. Experiencing them DOES NOT make you a liar. It makes you someone who has been battling with something serious for so long that your own body has started to get impatient with you.
I completely agree. Thank you for sharing this.
Psychosomatic symptoms are literally your body flipping random alarm switches just to get any alarm blaring because youâve been ignoring the regular ones
Psychosomatic is not only to refer to other referred pains when the signs of other physical ailments are ignored, it also refers to when mental illnesses affect the body.
Have you ever heard that some people get nosebleeds from stress? Or migraines, or even stomach pain? That is also a psychosomatic pain.
Itâs essentially the same concept: the body triggering alarms to make you respond in one way or another. But my point is that there isnât always a physical illness behind it; it can be mental.
For years I struggled with anemia when I was in high school; there was no apparent cause, until a doctor suggested it was stress from my school schedule (from 7am to 12pm and then from 1 to 6 pm).
I didnât âfeelâ stress in the conventional way; I didnât get tired, I didnât get overwhelmed, and my cortisol levels didnât even rise too high, even now itâs like that. But it was still there, and my body was screaming at me in another way that I had to do something.
So, if you can, WHENEVER you have pain âwithout apparent causeâ, also seek psychological help. This does not mean you are faking the pain; the physical pain IS there, it is very real, but the cause might not be a physical pathology. And mental illnesses are just as important to treat as physical ones. Youâre not crazy, youâre not faking it, thereâs something there and you need help, but from a different professional, not just a doctor who treats your physical pain, but another one that helps you treat the root cause.
you're owen lars. your father has fallen in love with a woman and she's enslaved. you and your father aren't rich, but eventually you manage to free her. this one woman. one woman on a planet full of injustices.
you're owen lars. the woman you call mom had another child once. it doesn't make her love you less, but she talks about him in a way that makes it clear that she loved him, too. he's off to be a jedi now and she's very proud.
you're owen lars. your mother's been kidnapped and you have to assume the worst. a man and a woman step into your home and the man announces himself to be that kid who went off to become a jedi. he knows you less than you know him and before anything else can happen, he takes off to bring back his mother, a feat you think is impossible.
you're owen lars. anakin skywalker brings your mom's corpse to your doorstep. her funeral is interrupted by a message of utmost galactic importance.
you're owen lars. your brother is dead. you never saw him again after that first time. there is another jedi on your doorstep, with a baby in his arm and you know what it means and you can't bring yourself to face him as he hands your nephew off to your wife.
you're owen lars. obi-wan ben kenobi is a pain in the ass. he was more your brother's brother than you ever were and he doesn't understand your particular kind of grief, is drowning in his own. you don't even know the full story and kenobi will never tell you all of it. but you have a child to care for so you tell him off and get back to work.
you're owen lars. you didn't know your brother, but you know your nephew and your nephew wants out of this place as soon as possible. you know he won't be safe out there but in the end you're helpless to stop him. and you know the stories, you remember the one time you met him, the days your mother died. and you do this for her and you do this for your father and you do this for your brother and you do this for your nephew.
you're owen lars. your last act is to protect your brother's child. your child.
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#this is the star trek i wanna see#like when somebody asked gene roddenberry why piccard was bald#because wouldnât they have found a cure for male pattern baldness by then?#and he was like âno by the 24th century no one will careâ#i wanna see that attitude with disability and neurodiversity#itâs not that weâll have a magic cure for everything#thereâll always be something new#but disabilities and neurodiversity will be celebrated and seen as part of the norm#it will be accomodated#so blind people can serve in star fleet#and so can people in wheelchairs and autistic people and people with prosthetics and people with chronic illnesses (via @hunterinabrowncoat)
This episode ends with Geordi saving the planet by using something derived from the technology found in his visor (an adaptive device that lets him sense things around him). So a disabled man literally saved the lives of an entire culture that wouldnât have considered his life worth living, using technology they would have never deemed necessary without the presence of his unique needs.
I donât watch Star Trek, but I canât stress enough how important this message is
My favorite thing about this episode is that, while the rest of the characters are taking a more Star Trek philosophical approach to this situation, calmly debating the good and bad points of this colony built upon eugenics, Geordi is just seething. Troi is having a romance with their flippinâ president, but Geordi never hesitates on his morals. Heâs always aware that this worldâs supposed perfection is built upon the despicable philosophy of killing people like him. He barely even bothers to hide his anger as he has to work alongside their scientists. Heâs snappish and short-tempered and bitter, clearly only working with these people because lives are at stake. When he discovers the solution is based on his VISOR, he is viciously triumphant, his joy at saving the people boosted by a bitter sense of righteousness that these people were only saved because someone like him was allowed to survive.
And even though this anger and bitterness are very un-Star-Trek-like approaches to diplomacyâit works. The scientist who works alongside him is the first person who decides to jump ship and leave the colony behind. She sees the stagnation of their bland ââââââutopiaââââââ and realizes that diversity and adaptation create a much better society. And while the other Enterprise crew members have some wishy-washy lament over how this will destroy this planetâs âââcultureâââ, Geordi never waffles. He has far too personal a stake in this to lose sight of the fact that peoplesâ lives are more important than any high-falutinâ philosophical justifications. The episode might waffle over the Prime Directive points of this societyâs decline, but Geordiâs perspective is the one showing clearly why it needs to die.

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@copperbadge this seems up your alley
If the system ain't broke, don't fix it, I guess! Accounting may not be the oldest profession, but someone had to keep the books for them.
I mean, in theory I know that Excel is based on the structure of earlier accounting technology that's been around for hundreds of years -- what do we think we did to track commerce before computers? -- but it still kind of blows my mind to, for example, look at my ancestor's journal from a whaling voyage in 1770 and see spreadsheets in the back.
Today my Advanced Clinical Pathology professor trailed off in the middle of class and said, âIf I seem distracted, itâs because last night I was talking with a friend and she asked âWhoâs that chick in Titanic?â but all I heard was âChicken Titanic,â and ever since then Iâve been thinking about a chicken on the bow of the Titanic like Kate Winslet, wings held high. Itâs all I can think about.â
My hand moved on its own
so rare and beautiful when the art is exactly the image u saw in your mind