I Lost My Other Blog

Starting over because I got kicked out of my other tumblr and can't remember/can't access the email to update it

[skaldish]

I think about this a lot.

[computationalcalculator]

may I add also “butt dial” vs “booty call” vs “bottom text”

[clitorius-maximus]

Hand job vs manual labor

[dancinbutterfly]

i mean.... dining out vs eaten out

[mossadspydolphin]

And the classic "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned" vs "Sorry, Daddy, I've been bad."

[capnsoapy]

people will have double-digit opinions on kink discourse and still manage to not know what BDSM stands for

[play-now-my-lord]

big dick super mario

[capnsoapy]

big dick super mario

[idratherberunning49-deactivated]

[tri-ingagain-deactivated2025032]

I really feel this.

[ababeinthewoods]

Or maybe...

[aqueerkettleofish]

[animusrox]

Spider-Man 3 (2007) dir. Sam Raimi

[poohtaa]

When the direct deposit hit

[silvasaliva]

having cash is like having secret money. like whos gonna find out i’m buying tacos with this crisp $20 bill??? not my bank account, that’s for sure

[v9z-deactivated20201221]

rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:

[inkwingart]

This is magenta, and not pink. Unlike pink, magenta doesn’t actually exist. Our brain just invents magenta to serve as what it considers a logical bridge between red and violet, which each exist at opposite ends of a linear spectrum.

TL;DR this color is fake (and also I hate it)

[achromic-red-dreams-doze-angrily]

w

what

[achromic-red-dreams-doze-angrily]

im

[pococurantina]

[shaaknaa]

Wait til you learn about Stygean Blue

[pyrrhiccomedy]

Your brain is a badly-designed hot mess of bootstrapped chemistry that will tell you that all kinds of shit is happening that has no correlation to physical reality, including time travel. It just makes things up. Your brain is guessing about what’s happening when your eyes saccade, what’s happening in your blind spot, and what the majority of the visible light spectrum looks like, and you don’t know it’s happening because it doesn’t aid your survival to become aware that a lot of what you see is fake.

The human eye only has three types of color sensitive cones, which detect red, blue, and green light. Your brain is making up every other color you perceive.

Let’s have a little fun with that thought. This is the visible spectrum of light.

You will of course note that yellow is on the chart. Yellow has a discreet wavelength, and is therefore a distinct physical color. But we can’t see it.

“Sorry, what the fuck?”

What we call yellow is just what our brain shrugs and spits out when our red and green cones are equally stimulated. We have light receptors that can pick up on the physical spectrum of light we call yellow: that’s why yellow things don’t just look like moving black blocks to us. But your brain has no fucking idea what the color yellow looks like. 

Some animals have eyes that can perceive the color yellow! Goldfish have a yellow cone in their eyes. If they could talk, they could tell us what yellow looks like. But we wouldn’t be able to understand it.

What your brain actually sees of the color spectrum:

We can measure the wavelength of light, so we know that when we see ‘yellow,’ we are seeing light in that 550-ish nanometers range. But we don’t have a cone in our eyes that can pick that up. Your brain just has a very consistent guess about what color that wavelength of light could be. We decided to name that guess ‘yellow.’ We can’t imagine what yellow really looks like any more than a dog can imagine the color red.

Here’s the funny thing: your brain is never perceiving just one photon of light at a time. Something like 2*10⁸ photons per second are hitting your retina under normal conditions. Your brain doesn’t individually process all of them. So it averages them out. It grabs a bunch of photons all coming from the same direction, with the same pattern, and goes, “yeah, that cup is blue, fuck it, next.”

That’s how colors blend in our eyes. So sure, if a photon of light with a wavelength of 550 nanometers bounces into our eyes, we see what we call “yellow.” But if we see two photons at the same time, coming from the same object, one of which is 500 nms and the other of which is 600 nms, your brain will average them out and you will still see yellow even though none of the light you just saw was 550 nms.

So how does magenta factor into this?

Well, as we’ve just established, when your brain sees light from two different slices of the visible light spectrum, it will try to just average them together. Green plus red is yellow, fuck it. If it’s more red than green, we’ll call that ‘orange.’ Literally who gives a shit, we’re trying to forage over here. There are bears out here and it’s so scary.

What happens if you take the average of blue and red light, which we perceive to be magenta? What’s the centerpoint of that line?

Fucking green.

Hey, that’s not gonna work? We live on a planet where EVERYTHING IS GREEN. If something is NOT green, that means it’s either food, or a potential source of danger, and either way your brain wants you to know about it.

So your brain goes, WHOOPS. Okay - this is fine. We already made up yellow, orange, cyan, and violet. We’ll just make up another color. Something that looks really, really different from green. 

And so it made up magenta.

So, physics-wise, is magenta “real?”

No; there’s no single wavelength of light that corresponds to magenta. But you’re rarely seeing only a single wavelength of light anyway. And even when you are, every color other than RGB is a dart thrown on the wall by your meat computer. This is the CIE Chromaticity Diagram:

Explaining this thing is a little more than I want to take on on a Saturday morning, but I’ve included a link above that goes into it a little more. The point is that only the colors that actually touch the ‘outline’ of the shape actually correspond to a specific wavelength of light. All of the other colors are blends of multiple wavelengths. So magenta isn’t special.

Given that color is just a fun trick your brain is playing on you to help you find food and avoid danger, is magenta real?

Yeah, absolutely. Or at least, it’s just as real as most of what we see. It’s what we see when we mix up blue and red. It would be disastrous from a survival standpoint to perceive that color as green, so we don’t. Because it’s not green. Light that’s green has a wavelength of around 510 nm. Stuff that’s magenta bounces back light that is both ~400 and ~700. Your brain knows the difference. So it fills in the gap for you, with the best guess it has, same as it does with your blind spot.

The perception of color exists within your brain, and your brain says you see magenta. So you see magenta.

[atopfourthwall]

[humanpersonface]

So I googled Stygian Blue and…

Yall.

FORBIDDEN.

[the-aro-ace-arrow-ace]

HOW TO SEE THE FORBIDDEN COLOURS

[bunjywunjy]

Hyperbolic Orange is the color my soul is

[crittizen]

Dark tumblr show me the forbidden colors

[simonalkenmayer]

We are back on this again.

[skulljar]

made a dames and dragons uquiz lol. come find out what deity you are :)

[intheicyairofnight]

the funniest parts of midnight sun

with spoilers obviously

when Edward first smells Bella it takes him two pages of inner monologue before he thinks of holding his breath

apparently vampires can run so fast they don’t leave footprints in snow just like LotR elves and this is physics nonsense

Edward listening to a CD of “violent music”

“a word I’d never said before in the presence of a lady” ajlskdflj

Alice to Jasper: “I know you love me. Thanks.”

“And then my conscience smote me.”

“She was offended by my teasing. I must have done it wrong again.”

the “dazzling” moments from the original book are Edward fruitlessly trying to frighten people by baring his teeth I can’t deal

when Bella points this out he thinks “I’m losing my edge”

Edward worries about whether Bella thinks he’s pretty

Bella wears a shirt “cut low enough to reveal her collarbones” 

Edward literally thinks the sparkling will horrify and disgust her

“I avoided the word ‘sex’ because she did” OH GROW UP

“It was enlightening and alluring to watch her in her element” IS THE INTRODUCTION TO A PARAGRAPH OF HER MAKING CHEERIOS

the book. includes. a car chase.

during the car chase they knock off the side mirrors and EMMETT AND JASPER LOOK OUT THE WINDOWS SO EDWARD CAN READ THEIR MINDS AS REPLACEMENT SIDE MIRRORS this isn’t stated in the book but I like to imagine they stuck their heads all the way out like happy dogs

[flurian]

[dragon-in-a-fez]

consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about

[antigothesis]

Teen: *gets a job*

“I GOT THE JOB!”

Parents: Well, when I was your age, I already had 5 jobs and was supporting my family

[discowitchparty]

Teen: *gets all A’s*

“I worked really hard!”

Parents: Well, of course you did, this is the expectation, not a celebration.

[silver-tongues-blog]

probably why so many teens take to social media where they can enthusiastically share their interests and achievements and get positive feedback that their parents never gave

[moonlighteduniverse]

A LITTLE LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK

[bisexual-boredom-deactivated202]

This hit hard

[rowark]

I remember once, when I was in my early 20s, I was an afternoon supervisor at my job, and I worked with mostly teenagers, and the one day this one kid, who was like 15, was bored so I suggested he could clean out the fridge. He did and when he was done I said he did a good job.

After that, this kid was cleaning out the fridge at least once a week, and I was like, “why are you always cleaning the fridge?” Like, I didn’t mind, but it seemed odd. And he said, “one time I cleaned the fridge and you said I did a good job. I wanted to make you proud of me again.”

Literally, I changed the entire way I interacted with teenagers after that. I actually got a package of glitter stars and I would stick them on their nametags when they did a good job, and they loved it.

My manager had commented on how hard these kids work and I said, “they’re starved for positive feedback. They go to school all day then come to work all evening and no one appreciates it because it’s expected of them, but they’re still kids. They need positive feedback from adults in their lives.”

Like, everyone likes feeling appreciated. Everyone likes being complimented and having their efforts be noticed. Another coworker (who was a mother of teenage children), hated that I did this, and said they were too old to be rewarded with stickers, but like… it wasn’t about the stickers. The stickers were just a symbol that their effort was noticed and appreciated. I was just lucky that I learned this at a time when I was still young enough to remember what it was like to be a teenager. I was only 2 years out of highschool at that point and highschool is fucking hard. People forget this as they get older, but ask anyone and almost no one would ever want to go back and do it again, but they expect kids to suck it up because they’re young so they should be able to do school full time, plus homework, and work, and maintain a healthy social life, and sleep, and spend time with family, and do chores and help out at home, and worry about college and relationships and everything else, and then just get shit on all the time and treated like they’re lazy and entitled. And then they wonder why teenagers are apathetic.

[burntcopper]

things english speakers know, but don’t know we know.

[windycityteacher-deactivated202]

WOAH WHAT?

[ice-light-red-deactivated201611]

That is profound. I noticed this by accident when asked about adjectives by a Japanese student. She translated something from Japanese like “Brown big cat” and I corrected her. When she asked me why, I bluescreened.

[moved--306389]

What the fuck, English isn’t even my first language and yet I picked up on that. How the fuck. What the fuck.

[exomoon]

Reasoning: It Just Sounds Right

[arkthepieking]

Oooh, don’t like that. Nope, I do not even like that a little bit.  That’s parting the veil and looking at some forbidden fucking knowledge there.

[canthinkofaurl-deactivated20221]

How did I even learn this language wtf

[titaniumelemental]

I had to read “brown big cat” like three times before my brain stopped interpreting it as “big brown cat”

[arjan-de-lumens]

I’m kinda reading “brown big cat” as “brown (big cat)”, that is, a “big cat” - like a tiger or lion or other felid of similar size - that happens to be brown. “Big brown cat”, on the other hand, sounds more like a brown cat that’s just a bit bigger than a regular housecat - like a bobcat or a maine coon cat or something like that.

[the-real-seebs]

yeah, a brown big cat is almost certainly a puma. a big brown cat is probably a maine coon.

[whetstonefires]

yeah, if you put the adjectives out of order you wind up implying a compound noun, which is presumably why we have this rule; we stripped out so much inflection over the centuries word order now dictates a huge amount of our grammar

[delphinidin4]

Just looked up why we do this and one of the first lines in this article is, “Adjectives are where the elves of language both cheat and illumine reality.” so I know it’s a good article.

Things this article has taught me:

This same order of adjectives more or less applies to languages around the world.  “It’s possible that these elements of universal grammar clarify our thought in some way,” says Barbara Partee, a professor emeritus of linguistics and philosophy at the University of Massachusetts-Amherst. Yet when the human race tacitly decided that shape words go before color words go before origin words, it left no record of its rationale.

One theory is that the more specific term always falls closer to the noun. But that doesn’t explain everything in adjective order.

Another theory is that as you get closer to the noun, you encounter adjectives that denote more innate properties. In general, nouns pick out the type of thing we’re talking about, and adjectives describe it,” Partee told me. She observes that the modifiers most likely to sit right next to nouns are the ones most inclined to serve as nouns in different contexts: Rubber duck. Stone wall.

Rules are made to be broken. Switching up the order of adjectives allows you to redistribute emphasis. (If you wish to buy the black small purse, not the gray one, for instance, you can communicate your priorities by placing color before size).  Scrambling the order of adjectives also helps authors achieve a sense of spontaneity, of improvising as they go. Wolfe discovers such a rhythm, a feeling-his-way quality, when he discusses his childhood recollection of “brown tired autumn earth” and a “flat moist plug of apple tobacco.”

Brain scans have discovered that your brain has to work harder to read adjectives in the “wrong” order.

TL;DR: No one knows why we do this adjective thing but it’s pretty hardwired in.

[feminismandsunflowers-deactivat]

You know, christians are pretty fucking annoying. But sometimes there are cool ones with a sense of humor. these are the cool ones with a sense of humor.

[valtsv]

tired: mermaids are all women

wired: much like elves, merfolk are mistaken by sailors for being all women because they have long hair and are very pretty

[valtsv]

inspired: merfolk actually have very different concepts of gender to humans because they're an entirely different species with their own unique culture

[valtsv]

marine scientist: what's your gender?

merperson: what's a gender

marine scientist: like, are you a man or a woman?

merperson: i'm merfolk

marine scientist: no, like, what's in your pants?

merperson: i don't... wear any? i don't have legs?

[cullenfucked]

ok but imagine watching bella and edward’s relationship from the outside like. ok this new girl moves to school and she starts dating that really weird guy from that really weird family for like. 6 months. and then he leaves her and shes like. really depressed for 6 months. then he comes back and like 6 months later youre invited to their wedding??????? i would be like bitch what the fuck

[twodotsknowwhy]

And then they go on their honeymoon only to have him come back and be like “oh yeah, she’s dead now, so sad”

[scorpio-karma]

That sounds like an episode of one of those “True Crime” shows where they know he murdered her but never had the evidence to prove it.

[spookybuttons-deactivated202101]

thinking about the time they sent me a seven year old autistic patient to investigate if he was suffering abuse because in every psychological test he kept drawing awful monsters

and I start the consultation already miserable as fuck and I give the kid some pen and paper so I can maybe communicate and see what's on his mind

and then I go WAIT A GODDAMN SECOND I KNOW THOSE MONSTERS

turns out the kid just had a special interest in Five Nights at Freddy's

[spookybuttons-deactivated202101]

I pointed at the monster and went "That's Freddy!" and I've never seen a kid that ecstatic in my life

the mom looked at me as if her son and I belonged at the same satanic cult and that's why I knew the names of the demons in his head

I wrote back to psychologist like "I'm not sure how to explain this but looking up five nights at freddys might bring you progress with this patient"

[spookybuttons-deactivated202101]

at some point the nurses realized the autistic children and I were like, Really Vibing

so they decided to highkey just appoint all of them to my day and it took me almost a month to realize that the fact that I kept arriving and finding that all of today’s appointments were autistic children was Not A Coincidence 

anyway this one time there was a kid who was really into christianity but it was like, specifically angels 

so I’m trying to start up a conversation with him and I ask what he’s reading and he goes “do you know what a nephilim is”

and like for one hellish second my soul is suckerpunched out of my body and thrown straight into supernatural-fanfic-on-wattpad hell, and then I reassume control of my flesh prison, ignoring the mental edits of Dean and Castiel making out, and go “Aren’t those the guys who are half human and half angel?”

and the kid was so fucking happy but the mom was staring at me like ‘why are you privy to this bit of occult jesus lore’

and my heathen lesbian of a self just looks at her and goes 

“i love bible”

[nemomo]

Day 3 of Fair Game Week: Family/Weapons

This is a mess but I just wanted to draw Qrow's family (╥﹏╥)

At first it was just Clover, STRQ and the nieces but then I asked myself "What really is a family ?" and I immediately added the rest of team RWBY, followed closely by JNPR, Penny, Robyn (jail pal yay) and Zwei BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL FAMILY OKAY ???

Almost forgot Oscar (IM SO SORRY I LOVE YOU) but now he's here and everything is fine

Some close-ups because I love everyone:

Lineart and original sketch, because somehow the sketch is always so expressive in comparison :D

A huge thank you to Velvet for taking the pic !

This has been a wonderful week, truly. Thank you for your support, thanks to all the wonderful artists who joined and participated in the week one way or another, thanks to all the people encouraging us and showing that they care, thanks to all the quiet people who don't do or say anything but are watching, seeing, reading and enjoying our work (we know you're out there), thanks to everyone. ❤️ I have received and given love and it was incredibly heartwarming, so keep being amazing people and do whatever the hell your heart tells you to do !

You all are G R E A T ᕙ(͡°‿ ͡°)ᕗ

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7

[ydhsbhsnf-deactivated20210613]

the signs in the subway in days of future past reading "victor hugo ave." imply the existence of hugo as a well-known and well-respected author within the x-men cinematic universe, which in turn implies the existence of hugo's literary works, including les misérables. the existence of les mis implies the existence of adaptions of les mis, including the 2012 movie. does this mean that in 2012, either a.) wolverine acted in a film adaptation of les misérables under the alias hugh jackman or b.) a wolverine lookalike named hugh jackman acted in a film adaptation of les misérables