Zuiderkerk in Amsterdam (1874) by Claude Monet
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Zuiderkerk in Amsterdam (1874) by Claude Monet
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IM SO EXCITED about new season, and i REALLY want to draw more fanart, so I made discounts to make your ideas come true, but you could afford it! Please dm me if you’re interested!
Hannibal (2013-2015)
2x11 - “Ko No Mono”
happy pride to the bj scene where hannibal and will eat ortolans that food stylist janice poon named buddy and pedro after gay penguins from the toronto zoo
Which creature crawls in its infancy, walks on two legs for the majority of its life barring disability, and often requires a cane to assist with mobility in its old age?
Can YOU solve the Riddle of the Sphinx????
‘The answer is: “A Man”,’ said the Sphinx. ‘Now, don’t put up a fight, please, it releases unpleasant chemicals into the bloodstream.’
Teppic backed away from a slashing paw. ‘Hold on, hold on,’ he said. ‘What do you mean, a man?’
'It’s easy,’ said the Sphinx. 'A baby crawls in the morning, stands on both legs at noon, and at evening an old man walks with a stick. Good, isn’t it?’
Teppic bit his lip. 'We’re talking about one day here?’ he said doubtfully.
There was a long, embarrassing silence.
'It’s a wossname, a figure of speech,’ said the Sphinx irritably, making another lunge.
'No, no, look, wait a minute,’ said Teppic. 'I’d like us to be very clear about this, right? I mean, it’s only fair, right?’
'Nothing wrong with the riddle,’ said the Sphinx. 'Damn good riddle. Had that riddle for fifty years, sphinx and cub.’ It thought about this. 'Chick,’ it corrected.
'It’s a good riddle,’ Teppic said soothingly. 'Very deep. Very moving. The whole human condition in a nutshell. But you’ve got to admit, this doesn’t all happen to one individual in one day, does it?’
'Well. No,’ the Sphinx admitted. 'But that is self-evident from the context. An element of dramatic analogy is present in all riddles,’ it added, with the air of one who had heard the phrase a long time ago and rather liked it, although not to the extent of failing to eat the originator.
'Yes, but,’ said Teppic crouching down and brushing a clear space on the damp sand, 'is there internal consistency within the metaphor? Let’s say for example that the average life expectancy is seventy years, okay?’
'Okay,’ said the Sphinx, in the uncertain tones of someone who has let the salesman in and is now regretfully contemplating a future in which they are undoubtedly going to buy life insurance.
'Right. Good. So noon would be age 35, am I right? Now considering that most children can toddle at a year or so, the four legs reference is really unsuitable, wouldn’t you agree? I mean, most of the morning is spent on two legs. According to your analogy’ he paused and did a few calculations with a convenient thighbone- 'only about twenty minutes immediately after 00.00 hours, half an hour tops, is spent on four legs. Am I right? Be fair.’
'Well-’ said the Sphinx.
'By the same token you wouldn’t be using a stick by six p.m. because you’d be only, er, 52,’ said Teppic, scribbling furiously. 'In fact you wouldn’t really be looking at any kind of walking aid until at least half past nine, I think. That’s on the assumption that the entire lifespan takes place over one day which is, I believe I have already pointed out, ridiculous. I’m sorry, it’s basically okay, but it doesn’t work.’
'Well,’ said the Sphinx, but irritably this time, 'I don’t see what I can do about it. I haven’t got any more. It’s the only one I’ve ever needed.’
'You just need to alter it a bit, that’s all.’
'How do you mean?’
'Just make it a bit more realistic.’
'Hmm.’ The Sphinx scratched its mane with a claw.
'Okay,’ it said doubtfully. 'I suppose I could ask: What is it that walks on four legs—’
'Metaphorically speaking,’ said Teppic.
'Four legs, metaphorically speaking,’ the Sphinx agreed, 'for about—’
'Twenty minutes, I think we agreed.’
'Okay, fine, twenty minutes in the morning, on two legs—‘
'But I think calling it in “the morning” is stretching it a bit,’ said Teppic. 'It’s just after midnight. I mean, technically it’s the morning, but in a very real sense it’s still last night, what do you think?’
A look of glazed panic crossed the Sphinx’s face.
'What do you think?’ it managed.
'Let’s just see where we’ve got to, shall we? What, metaphorically speaking, walks on four legs just after midnight, on two legs for most of the day—’
'Barring accidents,’ said the Sphinx, pathetically eager to show that it was making a contribution.
'Fine, on two legs barring accidents, until at least suppertime, when it walks with three legs—’
'I’ve known people use two walking sticks,’ said the Sphinx helpfully.
'Okay. How about: when it continues to walk on two legs or with any prosthetic aids of its choice?’
The Sphinx gave this some consideration.
'Ye-ess,’ it said gravely. 'That seems to fit all eventualities.’
—Pyramids, Terry Pratchett
If you EVER think Anthony Head is anything less than an angel then you’d best remember that I have always been a huge fan of his and we’ve always had a little contact over the years and he heard I’d come out as Trans and was having a hard time and that I was kind of sad that the photos I had from conventions with him were of me with long hair and no binder and they were all signed to “Sarah” and so he invited me to spend the day with him at his farm and he picked me up from the station and we just hung out and had lunch and he insisted on paying and took loads of photos and had them printed on photo paper the same day so he could sign them to Jay, along with other photos of him as Giles and Uther and he literally spent five hours chatting with me and got all of the pronoun stuff right every time and then he dropped me off at the station, gave me a final massive hug, waved me through the ticket barrier and insisted I message him when I got home so he knew I got back safe. (More HERE)
I keep seeing this reblogged intermittently, despite it being over a year old now, and I guess Mothering Sunday is as good a day as any to give an update, so here goes: Since this happened we kept in touch, and he and his wonderful partner Sarah have become my surrogate parents, in fact, I just finished talking to Sarah about the mothers day present I got her today.
Tony and Sarah have spent the last year supporting me in every imaginable way. They are there for me whenever I need them and it is amazing to be part of such a wonderful family, even if it’s not by blood. Plus, I’ve never had anyone as proud of me as Anthony is, I won an award for my performance poetry, and he put photos of my trophy on his facebook and twitter pages, raved about how incredible it was and wouldn’t stop telling me how proud of me he is.
They are always there for me, if I need advice, or just a coffee and a chat. And I am so proud, and so happy, and so amazed, to know them, to be loved by them, and to love them. What I thought was a one-off event became the beginning of a new chapter in my life. They have become my family, somehow, and I wouldn’t change that weird turn of events for the world.
A HANDY CHART FOR THOSE OF YOU WONDERING WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THESE. NOTE THAT THESE ARE ALL THE INFORMAL AND YOU IS THE FORMAL SO LIKE YOU WOULD ALWAYS ADDRESS YOUR SUPERIOR/ OLDER PERSON/ SOCIAL BETTER WITH YOU BUT WITH YOUR BUDS YOU CAN USE THESE.
Do you know this Musical Song? #269
I know the song and the musical
I know the song but not the musical
I know the musical but not the song
I may know this
I have never heard this
Song: Einladung zum Ball
Musical: Tanz der Vampire
Composers: Michael Kunze, Jim Steinman
You do an eclectic celebration of dance!
The Birdcage (1996)
Selection of original-run Doc and Raider comic strips (1987–1997).
Doc and Raider was created by cartoonist Sean Martin (1950–2020). The comic strip humorously depicts the daily life of a Canadian gay couple while addressing issues faced by the LGBT+ community.
he’s learned that he can see into my neighbour’s window
you cannot escape the gaze of Belphegor
It’s a thankless job, but somebody’s got to do it!
thank you, anthony head! :(
What the... hot damn.
Talented man, one of the good ones.
I'll miss him.
The British actor, who also appeared in Merlin and Little Britain, died of complications from pneumonia.
i have been informed by literally every french speaker on earth that “une pipe” is slang for blowjob
“That's the most contact I've had from him in a while.” [via tvinsider]
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I think that if you had enough daughters AND played your cards right you could spring Mambo Number Five out at the EXACT right gathering and shatter your entire family's trust forever
The secret is to name them out of order with the lyrics so by the time anyone catches on it's too late
For me personally the ideal gathering would be my funeral
Okay, let's do the math here, shall we?
On an average, assuming genetic invariability with reference to allosomes (which can be premediated via presence or lack of the Y Chromosomes which can be identified by a simple blood test, yadda yadda yadda), you're talking an average of 8 weeks for the pregnancy to be readable enough in re sex of the kid. (Assuming the kid is Cisgendered.) This is typically followed by 9 months of pregnancy (- the 8 weeks) and about 18 months of recommended recovery period after. This gives the conception and birth of each kid an average timeline of 27 months in all, which is about 2.25 years.
Now, in re Lou Bega's Mambo No. 5, there are a total of 9 individuals mentioned. Angela, Pamela, Sandra, Rita, Monica, Erica, Rita (repeated), Tina, Sandra (repeated), Mary, and Jessica. Assuming the existence of a singular Rita and Sandra which were called upon twice in the song, we can assume that this would involve a grand total of 2.25 x 9 = 20.5 years of near constant pregnancies to produce the offspring in question.
Assuming that the embryonic host typically hits Menopause at around 40, we can assume that the primary conception in re the same occurs at around 19.5 years of age. Which is still premature in re sociocultural aspects but the body is more than capable of handling such a strain at that age.
Also, in case we assume that every one of the offspring remain in all cases, cisgendered (which is a variable that is very hard to account for), we can assume that there is always a possibility that the allelomorph of the embryo involved can occasionally involve an XY chromosome. The detection can successfully occur at 8 weeks, and in case an abortion ensues, conception can recur within as little as 2 more weeks. That is an added extra 10 weeks per in re the nondesired sex.
In case of purely clinical states, such as IVF, where the Ova are extracted and externally fertilised each time, a system of Preimplantation Genetic Testing for Aneuploidies (PGT-A) can be incorporated in order to identify XX chromosomal situations and ensuring further that only those are implanted. This, while making sure that the offspring in question are necessarily of the XX karyotype, cannot of course state whether a state of monozygotic twinning can occur or not. More often than not, in order to maximise chances of implantation, more than two embryos used to be implanted into the uterus, typically around five. But technology has significantly improved in the years following which makes sure that there is no need for the same. Elective Single Embryo Transfer (eSET) is now the standard in modern IVF, prioritizing the transfer of one, high-quality, genetically tested blastocyst to achieve a healthy, single-baby pregnancy. This shift minimizes severe risks associated with multiple pregnancies, such as preterm birth for babies and severe complications for mothers, while maintaining high success rates. Clinics now reserve multiple embryo transfers primarily for older patients or those with histories of repeated IVF failures, rather than routine practice.
In case there are more than one embryos that get implanted that are undesirable, the extra embryos can be removed through a medical procedure called multifetal pregnancy reduction (MFPR) or selective reduction.
In summation, assuming of course that we are talking about the most clinically ideal circumstances, where there is the implantation of a single embryo each time, that still gives you about the same timeline of about 20.5 years. In case of preferring to determine sex after (which is cheaper) as opposed to before (which is still pricey as fuck in today's economy), that adds another 10 weeks per embryo. Unwanted implants can be removed via MFPR.
I forgot what my point here was. Anyway. Have fun if you're planning on that.
IVF'ing my nine daughters at once as a trans man to speedrun what the youths are calling "the Lou Bega challenge"
Getting polycule strats involved might be the more efficient option here.
This sick bleach shirt I made. Something to showcase my undying love for prehistoric cave art.
Some of the bleach burned thru the shirt bc this was my first time bleaching anything ever, but it kinda adds to it.