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I saw this: http://death-limes.tumblr.com/post/38272470583/my-headcanon-theory
And made this for Heart & Void players.
my headcanon/theory
the letters of the Greek Alphabet, ranked according to a someone who uses them for math but doesn’t know Greek
Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals
It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals
me, after sitting in the car with earbuds in for 4+ hours: why do my ears hurt oh GOD why are they HUMMING like that
one of the most important things i’ve learned from the internet is that a bad government and a corrupt government are two entirely different things.
Some can change experimental physics with chemistry :p
people should just embrace jewel tones already if I see one more house entirely decorated in washed out neutral colours I’m gonna sue someone
hell is not a fiery demon pit its a never ending white and cream minimalist apartment, every time someone paints a room entirely white and adds a pale blue throw cushion for “a splash of colour” they are carrying out the work of the devil
#fuck resale values my mental health comes first
Writing one’s home-nesting tendencies around resale value is itself playing into the Devil’s hands.
Paint your walls. Install catwalks for your kitties. Transform your home into a hobbit-hole or the innermost chambers of a D&D dungeon owned by a particularly campy lich. Grow a rainforest of plants in your southern-exposure window rooms or strangle your house in vines.
Horrify the Petunia Dursleys of the world by your mere existence, and be happy.
A while ago Facebook kept trying to advertise some kind of design magazine/website to me with an article “The Most Colour-Soaked Home We’ve Ever Seen” and I finally clicked the link and all the pictures were a bunch of white and off-white rooms with a couple of vases and books in bright colours scattered around. Like bitch you’re advertising this to me in Atlantic Canada we don’t do “splashes of colour” we let the floodgates open. Your lame-ass pallid designs have no power here.
When it’s foggy 350 days of the year, you’ve got to be able to pick out your own house from a distance.
Crows are scary They
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT. They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows. Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag. But the nice guys with masks they left alone. THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight. THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q)
Yeah but have you seen this
A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.
Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill
I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.
Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.
that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.
Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.
this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.
Best birbs !!
your son is Beautiful and Strong
every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories
Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.
As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wing–who was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater.
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I don’t think I’ll ever not reblog this. This posts makes me cry and smile at the same time.
He’s so handsome!!
SLPT: Confuse those wine snobs by *hearing* the wine
so i told my mom about this post before she and my dad went on a trip to napa, and she was delighted to try this out
and apparently, when she straight-faced, lifted her glass of chardonnay to her ear and swirled it, she baffled the other winery-goers so much that they all instinctively did exactly the same thing. that sort of crowd-think, that you aren’t quite sure what’s right but you’ll be damned if you’re mistaken for the plebian that you are
but watching that was enough for my mom to lose her composure, laugh so hard she cried, and spill the entire glass all over herself, in the process getting kicked out of the winery
so long story short do this at your own risk
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Michael B. Jordan and Tessa Thompson Interview Each Other
Oddly enough I have to somewhat disagree. I think Killmonger might win if he has the suit he is guaranteed a win he has the kinetic energy thing. She has her sword but is out of practice compared to Killmonger who has trained near every second of life. Think Valkerie so slick Killmonger is pretty cool. I’m biased tho because he’s more loyal to me too considering he had a somewhat good cause tho it was twisted in the execution.
You’re not just biased, you’re straight up hallucinating. This is the ‘Batman vs Wonder Woman’ argument all over again. Just on raw stats: Valkyries are Asgardian, which means they’re ultra dense for humanoids- even Loki, who’s a magic type and not a combat type, weighs 500 pounds. Thor can hold his own against the Hulk and recognizes that literally any Valkyrie is automatically going to be a better fighter than he is, because they’re the Asgardian elite troops and he’s just a good fighter- combat certified soldier versus a SEAL, basically. The suit won’t help him if she, say, throws him straight up into the air- it absorbs kinetic energy, she just has to make sure she adjusts her tactics and doesn’t use impact-based attacks. Which she would figure out very quickly, because she’s been fighting actual monsters and doing Valkyrie shit since long before Wakandans started cultivating the herb and mining vibranium. It’s a hard ‘no.’ The suit would make it interesting, but we’re not talking about a standard issue person. There are reasons humans mistook Agardians for gods. Tessa is absolutely correct: Brunnhilda would Saitama Erik’s ass.
my phone: it’s too early to watch youtube :) it’s 4:16 am :) go back to bed :)
me: *hits ignore limit for the rest of the day, immediately forgets if i hit “rest of the day” or “for 15 minutes”*
me: guess i gotta :/ bingewatch youtube videos :/ now :/
now that i think about it a lil, i don’t think spoiler paranoia is ruining movies. the movies they’re making are already bad and soulless and the reason they’re paranoid about spoilers is because if you already know who lives and dies at the end of the avengers… you don’t need to see it anymore. the movie doesn’t stand on its own. they’re just dependent on people that are already invested in the characters.
you know how when you share... a meme... with someone and they’re just like “oh i saw that already” like bitch... you send me memes i’ve already seen all the time... and i feel awkward... so i pretend that it’s New and Fresh... so many times i’ve done this and yet... you stab me in the back... make me feel insecure like this... people like you make me remember that humans aren’t so special after all, we’re really just meat sacks with uncomfortably large egos. thanks.