having to ask people if you’re still hanging out is one of the worst things ever . like is our playdate still on? im gonna stab myself
I joined a 'Hand made instruments' group, and I get to see shit like this constantly, and I just.....HNNNNNNNNNNNG every time.
OP what’s the group
Boop: https://www.facebook.com/groups/homemadeinstruments
Surprisingly, this is not a Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy reference, but an actual fact. From Burnout: Solve Your Stress Cycle, by Emily and Amelia Nagoski
I think Doctor Emily Nagoski has a PHD but YEAH
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[bold, centered text] Forty-Two Percent [bold ends]
So how much is “adequate”?
Science says: 42 percent.
That’s the percentage of time your body and brain need you to spend resting. It’s about ten hours out of every twenty-four. It doesn’t have to be every day; it can average out over a week or a month or more. But yeah. That much.
“That’s ridiculous! I don’t have that kind of time!” you might protest - and we remind you that we predicted you might feel that way, back at the start of the chapter.
We’re not saying you [italic] should [end italic] take 42 percent of your time to rest; we’re saying if you don’t take the 42 percent , the 42 percent will take you. It will grab you by the face, shove you to the ground, put its foot on your chest, and declare [image ends here, mid-sentence]
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Here’s the last paragraph, completed courtesy of Goodreads:
We’re not saying you should take 42 percent of your time to rest; we’re saying if you don’t take the 42 percent, the 42 percent will take you. It will grab you by the face, shove you to the ground, put its foot on your chest, and declare itself the victor.
Several of my friends who previously self-identified as bi are realizing they've lost interest in men, generally speaking
A friend of mine who's identified as a lesbian her whole life fell in love with a very sweet and shy man
I lost interest in men a few years ago, fell in love with a non-binary person, and now I give them their T shots
Life and love are unpredictable
And "queer" is a great word that all of us like and self-identify with (along with our other, more specific labels), and I love that no matter what else happens, we're still, always queer
I really don’t understand why some people are so hostile to the idea that attraction can be fluid. Let people love how they love.
My attraction has been stationary — ace as fuck my whole life — but my gender identity has changed. Let people experience love and gender however it unfolds.
I think the answer to why are people hostile toward it comes in three camps.
1. People for whom it always has been static instead of fluid, who just cannot fathom that other people don’t experience the world the same way they do (a lot of problems boils down to that honestly)
2. People who’ve had their identities disrespected so much by others that the notion of it being fluid starts to feel like more disrespect so they reject it reject it outright “You identify this way NOW, but that might/will change later, you know.”
3. People who build their entire life, sense of self, personality and politics around a specific label, and then get pants-shittingly scared at the thought that the thing they built their entire being around might no longer be true. It’s especially bad when they use this one label to declare other groups The Enemy. When you’re scared of having your whole sense of self upended or being labeled a fake or a traitor by your in group, it becomes a sort of comfort to declare “MY identity won’t change because NO ONE’S ever changes, because we just are what we are no ifs ands or buts! You’re either This or you’re That, and I am This and always will be!”
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Madam, you are looking very posh in your fancy dress, if I may say so.
Those earrings are a delight, darling and I love what you did with your hair.
Anonymous asked:
royal whumpee who’s been the target of multiple assassination attempts and constantly fears for their life
whumpwillow answered:
Oooooh I love this one!! So simple and straightforward yet with so many amazing possibilities! The fear! The stress! The resulting paranoia and insomnia…
One of the assassins signing up a Royal guard to get more opportunities, but then starting to see Whumpee as acctual human targeted with no fault of their own and starting having doubts? Assassin protecting Whumpee so he can be the one to get kill reward, but then Whumpee startą trusting in him and even confess about constant stress and guard feeling guilty???
I've never watched a single episode of spn but I've been thinking about the implications of being stuck inside a meme
this 50′s hungarian comic strip I’d never heard of until now is so damn cute for something that also gets so horny
It helps that the writer was trying to create something he hoped would appeal to women as much as men.
Yeah and I think where it really succeeds vs. modern anime wifey fantasy shit is that Jucika really is just a character super comfortable with being sexual, likes looking sexy and even has no shame in using it to get her way:
….But at the same time, she doesn’t tolerate being objectified against her wishes:
….And the comic takes her side in both cases, whereas I’ve seen countless modern narratives in which this same character would have only been framed as like a Slutty
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Bitch
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or full blown villain.
One of the things I also really like about this comic, besides what’s already been stated, is that the humor isn’t always about her being sexy. Sometimes it’s just about other goofy things in her life!
oh yes many of them are experienes just anybody can relate to
but then there’s also the time she just….built a functional AI?
she just didn’t predict how the robot rebellion would really manifest
I love how there isn’t a single dialogue bubble, yet you can fully understand what’s happening.
Always reblog Jucika.
A small scribbly thing for @ironlawyer
Tony got hurt in a battle and after worrying for days by his bedside, Steve now learns that Tony doesn't remember anything...
Is Steve even allowed to touch him anymore?
The first time Steve sees the reactor for what it really is: a hole in someone's chest, he vomits.
He's seen men with their arms blown off, with their heads bashed in. Bodies riddled with so many bullets, they're more metal than bones. Flesh bits scattered on the ground. He was in war. He knows death and destruction intimately.
But that is it.
Those men were dead.
He doesn't understand how Tony Stark is still living, still fighting, still smiling like it's normal to have metal digging into his lungs, keeping his heart ticking. He doesn't understand how Tony doesn't end up drinking himself to death and instead chooses to try his hand at AA. He doesn't understand why Tony laughs about his own mutilation before smashing all the expensive liquor stacked inside his workshop, taking a bat to Howard's old cadillac.
He doesn't get it. But he admires it once he veers past the horror. Even finds the light, the hope bundled inside Tony's chest beautiful.