I'm an Ivysaur. Rawr. Or whatever Ivysaurs say. (That's Ivysaurs as in the dinosaur version of me, not the Pokemon. The Pokemon would just say "Ivysaur".) I like a confusing jumble of stuff, including but not limited to Harry Potter, the Beatles, Hello Kitty and other Sanrio characters, Girls Aloud, Monster High, American Idol/X Factor US, food, birds, 90s stuff, Kylie Minogue, baseball, Sailor Moon, and many other things that are not Glee, which I loathe with a burning passion. k? ok. <3 Follow and unfollow at will, no hard feelings, no drama. This blog does not claim ownership of any of the copyrighted materials except those I (Ivy) created myself. This blog does not intend to infringe on the copyrights or trademarks of any property discussed within these posts. :)
This is me, more or less (I don't have pink streaks... yet). C.A. CUPID
{ MONSTER HIGH } PINKIE PIE[ Represent ] RAVENCLAW: OwlUnicorn208
{ POTTERMORE SORTED } DRACULAURA
{ MONSTER HIGH } GHOULIA YELPS
{ MONSTER HIGH } FRANKIE STEIN
{ MONSTER HIGH } PRINCESS ARIEL
{ THE LITTLE MERMAID } PRINCESS AURORA
{ SLEEPING BEAUTY } PRINCESS CINDERELLA
{ CINDERELLA } LI MULAN
{ MULAN } POWERPUFF GIRLS FAN
{ SUGAR, SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE! } JIM HENSON FAN
{ WANT MUPPETS! } STARFLEET ACADEMY
{ CADET } THE FELLOWSHIP
{ LORD OF THE RINGS } THE SHIRE
{ LORD OF THE RINGS } MARAUDER
{ I solemnly swear... } I ♥ SALLY
{ THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS } I ♥ JACK SKELLINGTON
{ THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS }
hey. what the fuck. how the fuck did the DS even support this. what was the market for this. in what world is this even a thought. i mean this is indescribably awesome and apparently still works in certain countries but. i have Several Fucking Questions????? it apparently also works with any DS and 3DS edition and possibly even the switch if hacked??? there's a version for the PSP??? what. who. why
my advice to you; put a little dijon mustard in any cheesy beige food. whisk it into your cheese sauce just before u add the cooked macaroni. spread a thin layer in your cheese toasties. add a spoonful to your mashed potatoes with the butter. anything thats gonna be heavy on rich dairy and starches will benefit enormously from the hint of warmth and acidity that dijon mustard will give it, even if you don't add enough to make it Taste Like Mustard (which, ideally, you shouldnt). itll cut through the richness and stop your tastebuds getting fatigue from too much fat&starch, which is important for the overall enjoyment of a dish. ur welcome. take this knowledge and change the world
im still consistently getting notes on this post and i want u guys to know that every single time someone in the tags says they tried this im filled with peace&love. my legacy is teaching the world to put dijon mustard in their mackercheese and i couldnt be happier.
all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.
hate it when I'm doing things I really want to do and I encounter the tiniest speedbump in the process and my brain goes "I shan't!" and fucks off for a month at a time to avoid those speedbumps.
On cold days, I'm reminded of the luxury of modernity. What a wonderful thing to have 40 gallons of scalding hot water stored up in the basement, delivered to my shower at a moment's notice. How lovely to preheat my bed with the heated blanket sandwiched between sheet and comforter, ready to keep me from catching a chill when I lie down. Just decadent and so nice to be able to make my environment more gentle toward my body.
#I wonder if my ancestors felt this way about the fire they tended
Well, there's this Homeric hymn (#20):
[1] Sing, clear-voiced Muse, of Hephaestus famed for inventions. With bright-eyed Athena he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world, —men who before used to dwell in caves in the mountains like wild beasts. [5] But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaestus the famed worker, easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round.
Be gracious, Hephaestus, and grant me success and prosperity!
English Translation by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. (Source)
I also think it is not insignificant that Hephaestus was the physically disabled god who invented tools to make his life easier. The Personification of the Curb Cut Effect.
I'll never get tired of reminding people about Hephaestus's homemade mobility-assistance droids. When the Goddess Thetis comes to visit him about new armor for Achilles --
…he limped out leaning on a thick stick, with a couple of maids to support him. These are made of gold exactly like living girls; they have sense in their heads, they can speak and use their muscles… These bustled along supporting their master, and he stumbled to a chair beside Thetis…
And then there are the automated delivery robots (which I strongly suspect he initially made for household use before some other god asked why they couldn't be used for general deliveries).
…twenty tripods which were to stand around the walls of his room. He put golden wheels under the base of each, that they might run of themselves into any party of the gods and then run home again. They were a miracle! They were nearly done; only the lugs had to be put on, and he was just finishing these and forging the rivets. (Iliad XVIII, tr. Rouse)
But all through that poem he's Mr. Pragmatic: the disabled divinity who just gets on with things as best he can, and doesn't let what's happened to him stop him.
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