"You're losing blood" no I know exactly where it is. The floor. Don't ever underestimate me.

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@ithika
"You're losing blood" no I know exactly where it is. The floor. Don't ever underestimate me.
Oh god why is everything on the left now
And now I feel sentimentally drawn back to this blog again. I don't know, man, I am having some kind of crisis of identity lately. I just want to be silly on the internet, but I have become strangely conflicted about it
Don't mind me, I just:
rewatched the Dark Knight Trilogy for the first time in ~9 years and immediately lost my whole mind
went hunting for and found and absolutely read as fast as I could my most favourite Batfic of all time (Department of Archives, it is unfinished but don't let that stop you, it is wonderful. It is definitely one of the fics that has stayed with me the longest. There's not many fics that I remember after 10 years, I will tell you that)
this is my Balebat Renaissance and I am living for it
So anyway in like 2012 I made a sideblog called Balebat, I remembered it this afternoon (I thought it was "fuckyeahbalebat" but unfortunately nobody is perfect) and I am tapping my lip like do I just go ham on this side blog or do I subject my mostly marvel related followers on @thorst to months of Batman. Why not both, you ask? Why not indeed
Anyway, I am still not likely to be active on this blog (@thorst is still my main these days, honestly just because the mobile app makes it so hard to do both) but I had to log in, firstly for the sideblog, and secondly to share the extreme joy I've found in revisiting an old obsession. (I hesitate to use the term hyperfixation because as I understand it that's relevant and specific to neurodivergent people and to the best of my knowledge I'm not, but it certainly fits the definition! BUT, then so does obsession, so that's what I'll use)
Shithead
lol thank you anon
Changing stuff up / back on my bullshit but in a brand new* way
So I've been using ithika as my handle online since 2002, maybe even 2001. Twenty years. As you can imagine I'm at once extremely attached to it and bored. So I've made a new Tumblr over at @thorst for new beginnings and all that. I'm gonna follow some of you over there, and log out of here for now.
(yes I've committed that the fandom of my 30s should be freer and that definitely means thirstier and stupider but there's nothing smart about the shame that burdened the fandom of my teens and 20s lol so ever onward ever upward, so long and thanks for all the fish. ✌️)
*everything new is old again?
Nanosmutmo #16: Romantic With A Capital R
Fifteen minutes. Pick a prompt. Write some smut. No edits, no thoughts, just sexy writing drills.
Chimerrobang’s Master Post ∙ Earth 202 ∙ These are on AO3 now
If Thor had to name the thing he found most difficult about trying to adapt to life on Midgard among the mortals, it would absolutely be the concept of dates. Times of day he was good with, and he rarely needed a clock to tell the time besides. But dates? Dates were a bit of a nightmare; nothing on Asgard moved so quickly as to be measured by single days in a year.
Still, he was making an effort. And part of that effort was noting down the important festivals of the Midgardian calendar - and there were many. Happily, not all of them were important to observe to his friends, but he tried to keep note of as many as he could all the same. (There was even one that was held in his honour still, much to his surprise.)
Sam had mentioned his own plans for an upcoming feast day in passing over some post-mission revels; Saint Valentine's. He'd kindly answered Thor's questions, too, and so the god of Thunder carefully began his plans.
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Thor was up to something, Carol knew that much. It was hard to tell exactly what; he could be very inscrutable when he wanted to be, and while he wasn't particularly good at hiding that he had some kind of plan, determining exactly what that plan might be was next to impossible. Not that she minded; Thor's surprises were always delightful.
So when Thor sent her an invitation to a remote seaside location on a Thursday evening in February by text of all things, she suspected that this was going to be the thing, whatever it was.
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Thor did not consider himself to be much of a talent with magic. He could wield it just fine, of course - it was in his blood, part of him. But the art that people like his mother or Loki could create with their workings did not come naturally to him. He'd consulted them both for this, and unsurprisingly his mother had been more accommodating, but his brother ultimately more helpful. And he'd only had to endure one remark about thunderclouds being churlish and unsuggestable before they'd gotten to the heart of the matter, which surprised Thor very much.
Loki, shrugged as he admired Thor's handiwork, smirking as he glanced at the sky. "Perhaps you have more capacity for this than I thought, brother." Looking from the sky to his brother, Loki made a face. "Good luck. I absolutely do not want to hear how it goes," he'd smirked before winking out of sight.
For his part, Thor hoped Carol would find the location without too much trouble; he wasn't sure how long he could hold the storm this way for. He'd never really attempted to will his storms one way or another, aside from directing a bit of lightning here and there, and as he stood in a clearing devoid of rain, struggling to keep things how he wanted, he wondered if thunderclouds really were unreasonable.
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Thor was never hard to find. This was true no matter where they were, or what the situation was, and it was true today; Thor had given her very particular coordinates, but she didn't need them once she was within fifty miles of the spot; she could see the storm gathered on the coast, and she'd have known it for Thor's even if she wasn't looking for him. Grinning, she zoomed closer, blazing a trail of multicoloured light as she went.
Dripping with rain, she landed next to Thor, who was still with concentration, but smiling as he turned his eyes from the storm above to kiss her when she reached for him.
Carol, still smiling, turned to follow his gaze, then laughed with delight. The storm clouds, for all their turbulent fury, were arranged into the shape of a heart. "Wow," Carol said simply, wrapping her arms around Thor's middle, resting her cheek on his chest as she watched the clouds rolling and roiling in their shape. She could feel the tension in Thor's torso as he apparently held the storm there by force of will, but when he looked down at her he wore the affectionate smile she knew so well. "Will you be my Valentine?" he asked, the words careful. The storm stopped abruptly as he bent to kiss her, and Carol wondered with a little thrill how long it would be before he called another.
"Always," she replied simply, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him for all she was worth.
It was February 22nd, but she'd never tell him, not if she lived a million years.
Okay so every now and then I feel the urge to make a completely new blog (side blogs just don't cut it my brain demands CLEAN and NEW) anyway I did my first full month-long writing challenge and it was very fun. Some of these are even s-s-s-mut whaaaaaat
anyway I will be active on @thorst for the forseeable future, it appears to be a thor odinson blog and reader it is, but it is also multifandom, I am what I am
Is this a sneaky self reblog for numbers idk
THOR: THE DARK WORLD
Nikki Giovanni
Rudy Francisco
My friend just sent this to me and said “you will appreciate this” and she was VERY correct
So, this is fine and all, but wasn’t most of written Hebrew lost and someone just, rebuilt it and we’re fairly sure it’s not the same?
That has actually already been addressed on this very post! ^_^
Oral transmission is not the same as it being “lost.” Also, Hebrew manuscripts that predate the Greek translations HAVE been found ^_^.
In Israel. In Hebrew. Because Jews wrote them.
@infinitywithoutparallel oh hang on - I misunderstood your comment. My bad!
You’re asking whether we can accurately read ancient Hebrew, because the Hebrew language died and was reconstructed, and so, can we REALLY read ancient texts in Hebrew accurately if our modern Hebrew is a reconstruction. Which is a good and interesting question.
So, Hebrew is a language, and languages evolve over time. As a speaker of modern day English, you wouldn’t be able to read Chauscer in Middle English, and you wouldn’t be able to read Beowulf in Old English. It’s changed too much, because of all the invasions (viking invasions, norman invasion, etc) and because of the influence of Latin as the language of science. However, Hebrew did NOT change that much, in part BECAUSE it “died.”
When we say a language is dead, that doesn’t mean no one can speak, read, or write that language. It means no new words are being added to it, and it has no more native speakers for whom it is their first language. We actually can fluently speak and write many “dead” languages today, most notably Latin, with total accuracy. Hebrew stopped being spoken by everyday people, but it was maintained as a language people had to learn because Jews have always kept the Tanakh in Hebrew and prayed in Hebrew. A language “dying” doesn’t make it lost, it’s more like it crystallizing. Dead languages preserve BETTER because they aren’t changing constantly.
When Hebrew was revived as a living language, it DID undergo some small changes.
We now use SVO sentence order, not the classical SOV. So, what used to be “I to the store went” in classical Hebrew, we would now just say “I went to the store.”
A lot of words got added to the language to describe the things that now existed in the world but not in the Hebrew language, like computer. These mostly have roots in the Hebrew language - we call a computer a machshev, a “thinker,” from the root word for to think. Some though, are loan words, like balagan, which comes from Russian and means “a big mess.”
We less often use pronoun endings, because we now have a word that implies possession. So instead of saying “chatuli” for “my cat” we would more likely say “chatul sheli.” Not always though! Pronoun endings are still perfectly valid grammar.
We use a different construction for possessives. Classical Hebrew uses a construction like this: “chatul Matan” would mean “Matan’s cat.” However, we now have a word for “of” so we would more commonly say “chatul shel Matan.” However, again, both are valid and still used. And the word for of, shel, isn’t as old as the Torah, but it does start to appear in the later books written in the Tanakh.
There used to be two forms of the word “I,” ani and anochi. Now we mostly only say “ani.” Same for “we,” which used to be both anu and anachnu, and now we mostly only say “anachnu.”
Those are pretty much all the differences in grammar. As you can imagine, it’s very easy for modern Hebrews speakers to read older writings with those more formal grammar styles! Easier than for us to read Shakespeare, actually.
There’s a few other considerations though.
Hebrew is now written using a script called ketav ashurit, which developed during the exile in Babylon. Before that, a more angular style called ketav Ivrit was used (and is still used by Samaritans). We have other scripts too, like cursive and Rashi script. However, unlike the development of different scripts for English, each letter directly corresponds to an ancient one exactly. Think of them as different fonts. Most Jews don’t read ketav Ivrit today, but many can, and it’s not hard to learn.
The spellings of some words changed VERY slightly from the ancient to the modern day. Mostly, we added extra ו and י letters to some words, to represent o and i sounds that were already there. Again, unlike English, where spelling was a free for all, these are VERY slight changes, and it’s easy to read them either way.
We aren’t EXACTLY sure about the pronunciation of ANCIENT Hebrew. However, by comparing multiple surviving accents and dialects of Hebrew with what we know about other semetic languages like Amharic, Aramaic, and Arabic, we can make very educated guesses. None of this would effect meaning at all! Just the way it sounds.
There are a FEW very specific nouns in the Torah that we aren’t exactly sure what they mean, because even by the Septuagint was translated people had stopped using those words. We can usually tell from context what kind of word they are - for example, we can’t be exactly sure what birds are being listed as unkosher, or what stones were in the High Priest’s breastplate. But we have very educated guesses from context, preserved in the Talmud.
So, TL;DR - Hebrew HAS changed some over the years, but actually comparatively very slightly. A modern Hebrew speaker can read and understand ancient Hebrew with no difficulty. It is the same language, with less differences between Ancient and Modern Hebrew over a span of 5,000 years, than between sixteen and twenty-first century English, a mere 500.
Also worth noting that, even aside from the issue of whether Hebrew is still Hebrew, Jews also just have older, better translations of the Tanakh as well. The Vulgate is a really bad translation. So is the King James Bible. And to be clear, I’m not just talking “some of the nuance is lost” levels bad — I’m talking “I don’t know what this idiom means, so I’m just going to say it means ‘had horns growing out of his head’ because that sounds like a thing that’s probably true about Jews” levels of bad.
If your Hebrew isn’t up to snuff and you absolutely have to use a translation, the Targum Onkelos, which is in Aramaic (the former lingua franca of the region) is a far superior translation, and predates the vulgate by a whooping two centuries. You want to bet that 2nd century translators from the region who were still themselves speaking Biblical Hebrew on the regular knew a little more about it than some rando named Jerome who lived in Croatia a couple hundred years later?
To be clear, this is a symptom of a much larger cultural problem, and that’s the routine dismissal of non-Christian cultural authorities on their own texts and traditions by Christians. It doesn’t always look like white colonizers telling First Nations that they don’t know how to farm or do medicine — sometimes it looks like online cultural Christians telling Jews that “they’re fairly sure” that Jews don’t have the linguistic background to properly understand their own holy texts. But fundamentally, it’s the same phenomenon, and it’s bad for the same reasons.
For those who don’t read Aramaic and still want a good translation of our writings, Sefaria is my favourite option.
The nice thing about it is that you can click on a verse and get a sidebar full of all the major commentaries on that verse from thousands of years of Jewish scholarship. We’ve been fighting about analyzing these texts in excruciating detail for a very long time.
nautical history friends help
there’s a glass thing aboard wooden whaling ships where it’s like a little crystal they put in the ceiling to let light in belowdecks
what the fuck is it called
it looks kind of like this
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Deck prism!
#they’re so amazing
YES! THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Sure thing! I remember being so surprised at HOW much light they brought into a space, when I first saw them in action.
[ID: photo of closely clustered ship bunks, lit by an overhead prism. /end ID]
The yellow light is artificial but the blue is from the deck prism, on a cloudy day.
The group Liter of Light helps light the homes of impoverished people around the world with a similar invention: a clear plastic bottle containing a liter of water and three milliliters of bleach. They’re placed in the roof of the home much like the deck prism and “refract the light from outdoors into the house, lighting up much like a light bulb.” They can be used to replace kerosene lamps, which are both a fire and fume hazard.
Since the bottle only works with sunlight, Liter of Light came up with a solution for night time. Huffington Post stated, “by slipping a test tube with a small LED light bulb into the bottle, which in turn is hooked up to a mini-solar panel, the bottle can still refract light during the day, but then also be used as a light bulb at night.” They also make streetlights!
I have never laughed so frigging hard at a bumpersticker
WHERE DO I GET ONE
Thor (2011) | Spider-Man: Far From Home (2019)
Changing stuff up / back on my bullshit but in a brand new* way
So I've been using ithika as my handle online since 2002, maybe even 2001. Twenty years. As you can imagine I'm at once extremely attached to it and bored. So I've made a new Tumblr over at @thorst for new beginnings and all that. I'm gonna follow some of you over there, and log out of here for now.
(yes I've committed that the fandom of my 30s should be freer and that definitely means thirstier and stupider but there's nothing smart about the shame that burdened the fandom of my teens and 20s lol so ever onward ever upward, so long and thanks for all the fish. ✌️)
*everything new is old again?
Those were the stories that stayed with you. They meant something, even if you were too small to understand why.
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Hey, truckhole (the person who made the fish feds post that you reblogged) is 26, so just be careful and try not to reblog from them in the future. Stay safe!
being over the age of 25 is problematic