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Idk y’all. Go look at Emily Kinney’s IG stories for 10/16/20. Is TWD over? Because I think I’m officially team delusional rn.
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I’m making bread
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my sons!
THEY’RE DELICIOUS
frog bread was tagged explicit. reblog the forbidden frog bread for luck and power
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“i was right there, and none of you could see me”
Just finished Two Storms and I’m crying. Nell is gonna save them.
Women should NOT be forced to feed their babies in a bathroom, all because we live in a misogynistic, porn-warped society that’s been brainwashed to believe that female breasts used for anything other than male pleasure is “indecent”. Support public breast feeding and end the porn culture.
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No. I’m eating. I don’t wanna see you hang out your goddamn tits while I have food. My kids don’t wanna see it. It’s not some misogynistic ideal, it’s fucking public indecency. Can I take my cock out under the table and feed my wife/girlfriend? No? Fuck you
i genuinely cannot believe that you just compared a blowjob to breastfeeding oh my fucking god
getting a blowjob is a sexual thing and it also does not ‘feed’ anyone whereas breastfeeding is literally not even a sexual thing a baby is having food that they need to live like it’s nowhere near on the same level as getting a blowjob omg
if you are uncomfortable seeing a woman breastfeeding then that is your problem because you have oversexualised breasts so much that you can’t even stand seeing them being used for their actual purpose and also you’re an idiot
go eat your dinner in a public bathroom, you trash bag
End skeevy dudes who compare whipping out their dick in public to breast feeding 2k15
DO YOU FEED YOUR CHILDREN SEMEN? SHOVE A TRASH CAN UP YOUR ASS
Pediatric anthropology student, here.
1.) Breasts as sexual fetishes is a (largely Western) cultural construction. Yes, it’s a fetish – anything you are sexually attracted to that is not the genitals of an adult is a fetish, or paraphilia. My professors have met non-Westerners who think our men are “like babies” because they are attracted to breasts.
Breasts ≠ genitals. Scientifically, they are considered secondary sexual characteristics – same category as facial hair. They can be sexual in a sexual context, just as necks and feet can be. But their primary purpose is reproductive.
2.) Breastmilk is not a “bodily fluid.” It is FOOD.
It is not categorized by the CDC as a biohazard, and so no you don’t need to freak out if your coworker wants to store her milk right next to your Lunchables.
MOREOVER,
Breastmilk is not just protein and vitamins. It is a living, dynamic substance that BUILDS HUMANS.
It has hundreds of ingredients (<— actually that list needs to be updated because they’ve discovered more already). There is a lab at the University of Washington St. Louis, where they have written all of the ingredients of human milk on the wall – They have run out of room on that wall. Among those ingredients:
The exact ratio of protein-sugars-fats that human infants need (cow’s milk doesn’t even come close)
Antibodies to pathogens in the baby’s environment (synthesized by the mother within hours of coming into contact with a given pathogen) and other immune factors
Stem cells. FUCKING STEM CELLS. (They used glow-in-the-dark mice to find out what they do!)
Hormones (support growth and regulate behavior)
peptides
Self-digesting fats (what the whaaat)
Growth factors
water, vitamins, minerals, carbs, etc.
prolly other awesome shit we don’t even know about yet because we’ve barely scratched the surface of this research!
These ingredients change hour-to-hour according to the baby’s needs. It will even add more water on hot/dry days. Fuck, breastmilk kills cancer in a petri dish. Breastmilk. is. not. a. bodily. fluid. It. is. liquid. gold. 3.) When you tell a woman to go to the bathroom to breastfeed, you are perpetuating the notion that it is dirty and shameful and needs to be hidden away. This idea is the biggest barrier to achieving breastfeeding goals in the United States. Because women feel ashamed, they often stay isolated at home when they should be spending time out and about with friends and family and having, like, a life. This isolation can contribute to postpartum depression. From the Surgeon General’s Call to Action to Support Breastfeeding: Women may find themselves excluded from social interactions when they are breastfeeding because others are reluctant to be in the same room while they breastfeed. For many women, the feeling of embarrassment restricts their activities and is cited as a reason for choosing to feed supplementary formula or to give up breastfeeding altogether. And since we have this culture of shame and privacy surrounding breastfeeding, young girls and women don’t see it enough to learn what is normal/not and how to do it, so they often give up when they run into problems because they don’t realize there’s an easy fix. Moreover, an infant needs to be integrated into society in order to develop properly. He/she needs to see faces and hear voices. Isolating them – or throwing a blanket over their head – takes this important component of their development away. It also often annoys them because they are understimulated. 4.) YOU NEED TO SEE IT. That’s right, YOU. Even if you are a dude. Maybe you aren’t a parent, but you probably have loved ones who are. Or you might become one yourself someday. And if you are American chances are you have no idea how breastfeeding actually works, because you never fucking see it. It’s messy and complicated, and hard. It used to be a part of everyday life, because there weren’t any alternatives – So we learned how to do it by being around it all the time, NBD. The whole sexualization/modesty thing surrounding breasts wasn’t a thing until like the mid-20th century. Check out this 1871 drawing of a woman breastfeeding IN FUCKING CHURCH:
She’s covered head to toe, in accordance with modesty standards of the time – except for her breast, about which the people around her give zero fucks. More from the Surgeon General: In American culture, breasts have often been regarded primarily as sexual objects, while their nurturing function has been downplayed. Although focusing on the sexuality of female breasts is common in the mass media, visual images of breastfeeding are rare, and a mother may never have seen a woman breastfeeding. Mothers need to see it. Future mothers need to see it. Future fathers need to see it. Family members need to see it. Everybody needs to see it. SO THEY FUCKING GET USED TO IT. So, no, I’m not gonna go to the bathroom to feed my kid. If you don’t want to see it, then DON’T. FUCKING. LOOK.
signal boost this. a LOT.
Literally saw a woman breast feeding her kid in a hotel lobby and I’m gay as fuck and didn’t even flinch why is it so hard for straight men??
My mom breastfed 3 kids and apparently, according to my dad, nearly got in a fistfight in a restaurant once because she was feeding my sister and some dude was getting upset and mom was like “Ok first of all fuck you and second of all fuck off.”
“Sir you need to control your wife.” (Twenty years later, dad still flinches at the memory of these words.)
“EXCUSE ME here hon take the baby DO YOU WANT TO STEP THE FUCK OUTSIDE I’LL CONTROL MY FOOT ALL THE WAY UP YOUR ASS AND THEN CONTINUE FEEDING MY DAUGHTER WHEREVER THE FUCK I WANT.”
Normalize breastfeeding jfc.
Seriously, people. Even if you couldn’t stand the sight of titties, one tiddy out is still so much more comfortable than a hungry, screaming child. You cannot ignore that child, children were designed so that no one could, part of human survival etc. If the mother has to go find a restroom that child’s not going to stop screaming on her way there.
The presence of an unwanted nibl just needs you to look away, problem solved. The boob also makes that hunger screaming stop immediately, which is a huge plus for the dining comfort of everyone.
Women weaponize sex to manipulate men all the time? Regardless of whether or not it’s natural, women get offended so easily without thinking about it from the other perspective. What if someone is uncomfortable with the sight of breasts in general? If you’re in a restaurant, you want to eat your food not stare at a hairy dude’s chest. It’s distracting and annoying. Also why are you bringing your kid to a restaurant? It’s going to cry. Haven’t your parents ever scolded you for being loud at the dinner table? What if you’re at a quiet restaurant, you’re there for the quiet atmosphere. You bringing your child in is going to upset other adults who probably just wish to be left alone. Do you understand how hard it is for introverts to make it into public? You’re causing unnecessary grief all because you can’t be bothered to understand you made the choice to have your child instead of abortion, or contraception of any kind, and you’re using a natural function as an excuse to demonize anyone who disagrees with you. I like boobs, personally. But guess what? It’s bad manners to walk around in public without a shirt on. Even men get scolded for not wearing shirts. Ever hear the phrase “No shirt, no shoes, no service”? Yeah, it’s literally “I don’t care what gender you are, wear some fucking clothes you git!” In the ongoing war of us versus them, it’s not whether or not you agree with a minor issue, but whether you’re male or female. The internet has trained women to aggressively pursue victimhood, to take a page from all those bad professional soccer jokes and throw themselves to the floor and blame it on men. I’m not saying men are incapable of evil, but I’m sick of women taking every chance they can to point their fingers, direct all the blame, to men, all men, for something that is an more often an isolated problem. You know who abuses men more than men? Women. Statistics show women are more likely to emotionally and psychologically abuse men, and even women abuse other women more often than men. You’re your own worst enemy, and you can’t even take responsibility for the mess you’re in. There’s enough women in the world you could secede or overthrow government if you would stop sabotaging yourselves. Men are weaker, biologically. So then how is it we’re supposedly better than you if we’re all supposed to be less intelligent, primative, and overall worse in all categories according to all those stupid things women say about men? Statistics don’t lie, there’s more of you, you’re made to be more robust, healthier, and smarter… how are men “superior”? It’s a poor argument. Bottom line, we’re equals but men are subjected to so much because women have this idea that they have to be weak and dependant. If you want equal rights, try living a man’s life. Try being told you’re wrong by a fickle significant other. Try being told to suck it up, that your emotions don’t matter. Try being forced to be the best at a profession you hate. Try getting your hands dirty with work. Try being forced to put up with all those things men complain about but you just brush it off because he’s expected to handle everything. Try handling a significant other who is emotionally unbalanced due to hormone instability. Women are catered to far more than most would let on. You cry over a broken nail and you get the sympathy of everyone in the room. Nevermind the fact that the man in the room, dealing with depression, going through a divorce, slipping into alcoholism because his wife ruined all of his relationships with his family and friends and alcohol is now is only relief… doesn’t even register a blip on your radar. Also consider men are expected to compete over women, yet women can just pick and choose every week who they want to be with. I’m not saying men are completely faithful, but guys don’t exactly have a round robin system for taking turns plowing princesses who are too picky to stick to one monogamous relationship. Again, cheating happens pretty equally on both sides, but the attitudes on either side are so wildly different.
Now, I don’t hate all women. I try my hardest to not generalize the entire gender. My experience is entirely based on individual cases. However, I’ve found consistencies I find detestable. There are women who are absolutely wonderful people and can be considered diamonds in the rough, proving there is hope. Problem is all the slag you have to sift aside to find them.
I’m a pansexual, I find all genders attractive, but the personality underneath determines the relationship. Every woman I’ve courted has turned around and hurt me as soon as they could. Every man I’ve been with has been nothing but a blessing and I’m always sad to see them go. I’m attracted to women more than men, by the way. I lean towards the “fairer” sex in that respect. I try to attract a girl who suits my interests and I’m met with hostility, indifference, ludicrous and absurd quantities of inane psychological hurdles. I’m expected to be an emotional punching bag. Men are far simpler by comparison. If they want sex, they say so. If they want affection, it’s clear. If all they want is someone in the room to keep them company, they will let you know. Women? They can’t make up their mind what they want. They might want to cuddle, they might want to have a threesome with you and your best friend but actually they just want you to watch as they fuck your best friend and break up with you a week later for them, using you as a stepping stone towards their next conquest.
I’ll admit I’ve had bad experiences. I’ve been hurt by men, too. I’m not some virgin, mad at girls because I can’t get a date. I’m just one person, full of bottled up emotions, looking for an outlet for my affection. Apparently that’s not a desirable trait among women. Women like assholes who treat them poorly time after time. That’s all I see. Believe me, I’ve approached a girl and offered to be there for her. I try to be caring, thoughtful, and aware of what I say. I even put the seat down and keep it clean. I strive to be a gentleman. Yet I always end up upstaged by some thick headed blunder who’s worse than I. If it’s the sex, I will stay there and stimulate whatever for hours. Believe me, my record is roughly three hours. I wasn’t even in the mood anymore, I just stuck around to make sure she got hers. She ended up treating me like garbage before I had had enough. I can only tolerate so much yelling before I yell back.
… Fuck. I need therapy, but god damn if y'all don’t need to come up with a better way to treat men.
I apologize for the tangent, but I’m tired of seeing anti-male propaganda posted by angry lesbians and “feminists”.
Fuck all y'all. Humans make me sick.
If you’re offended by breasts, look away. Have you actually seen anyone breastfeeding? In most cases you can’t even see a breast, you can see a baby’s head. That’s it. You can’t compare it to people walking around topless, because in no way are breastfeeding women walking around topless.
As for everything else: go to the therapy you mentioned.
Seriously, your first thoughts on this post, which is about feeding children, is to screech weaponised sexuality, your dislike for the women in your life, threesomes that end badly, your sex life, men’s rights issues, and your failed attempts at dating.
On a post about feeding babies.
This is petrifying. It’s my first foray into fanfiction and...
it’s very brief, I’m not in love with it and I’m REAL scared about putting this out there. It’s just that these two have been racing around in my mind for weeks and I had to do something about it.
Here we go.
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“You’ve always called me Mrs. Durrell.”
If he’d been thinking straight, if his mind hadn’t been preoccupied with working out the quickest way to close the gap between his mouth and hers while simultaneously chastising his desire to do so, he would have wondered at how this beautiful, intelligent, kind, witty, insightful woman seemed utterly unaware as to why she had been, until this moment, Mrs. Durrell to him.
He’s not entirely sure when it happened himself, but at some point, ‘Mrs. Durrell’ became an exercise in discipline.
Maybe it was when she took his car and her Aunt for an ill-fated ride that ended perilously close to the edge of a cliff, and he felt as though his heart was in his throat until his hands were wrapped around her wrists and she was apologizing - though he can’t quite recall if that was the moment, because at the time, his only thought was that, if the scent of his steering wheel lingered on her skin, then perhaps her scent still lingered on his steering wheel, and suddenly he wanted nothing more than for that to be true.
It’s possible the turning point was when he admitted to himself that the intense relief he felt when she called off her wedding to Sven was not entirely rooted in his concern for her well-being, but instead born of his selfish desire to be the only man she looked to and leaned on in time of need. He can’t be certain though, if that was when it happened, because at that moment, he became profoundly aware of a need to distract her from her pain and declared that she ought to find a Greek man to marry, and hey! his cousin was available! It was with this faulty logic he reasoned with himself that, if she couldn’t be his, then at least she could have his family name and he’d be justified in spending all of his free time with her, because that is how family works, right?
He was sure of one thing; it definitely wasn’t when he held her in his arms while she cried her heart out after ending things with Hugh, and felt his heart break with hers, even if she was breaking it over another man, because he knew by then that, at the center of who he was, he loved her, and that love included wanting her to be happy, even if it wasn’t with him. Because he knew that it couldn’t be with him, no matter how passionately he wished it could.
It’s feasible that the change didn’t take place at once, but instead built steadily with each of the moments he’d shared with her since she’d brought her family to his island.
He just couldn’t pinpoint exactly when all of their moments together culminated into the moment that changed his life irrevocably.
When she stopped being Mrs. Durrell, and instead became Dear Louisa.
Darling Louisa.
His Louisa.
That?
That would not do.
And so, while she had been something infinitely more dear to him in his heart for some time, as far as the world was concerned, she remained Mrs. Durrell.
Until now.
“I know.”
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Okay, okay, hear me out: this is the face of a man in love. He literally said that he was still available. I mean, sure, he was talking about finishing the shelves, but we ALL know what he really meant. He’s a proud man, and an honorable one, but he loves her and there is honor in love too. The realist in me sees how unlikely they’re going to be endgame, since the guy running the show said Series Four would take the Durrell family off the island, but the hopeful romantic in me is hoping they rewrite history and put these two together forever, running a B&B/taxi service and being stupid happy, AMEN.
So I was taught a lesson in how to get rid of a migraine in 30 seconds and omfg listen my migraines don’t go away ever but I was shown what part of my body to touch and like???????????????
It’s witchcraft????????? Like I would be burned at the stake if I lived in ye olde days knowing that information?????
What the fuck??????
Spill it! Lol….Hooooowwwww?? Had migraines since age 9….😓😓😓
Its called the T4 push, but I literally can’t find the info online????? I guess I’m not searching good enough? These medical fuckers are holdin out on us lol.
It’s best to have someone do this for you while you stand up and relax your muscles as best you can, but if you’re alone, a tennis ball and a flat surface will probably work. Alternatively you can lie on the edge of a bed at the pressure point. (But no really do try to find someone to do it for you)
Find the area in your spine between either the first, second, third, or fourth vertebrae. It should be sore and uncomfortable to press down on, so look for the one that’s most painful, and press down with as much pressure as you can on that area for 30 seconds.
Realize that 80% of your pain has magically disappeared and keep the info secret if you live in a small puritan town, lest you be tried for witchcraft.
If you don’t have to worry about being burned or hanged, then share the info with your migraine suffering friends.
As someone who wrote a 10k word paper on pressure points for a high belt ranking test in her martial arts class, I can tell you that you just found a pressure point used in acupressure and acupuncture to relieve pain, particularly that in the head. :)
Hand to god we discovered this by accident when my husband was rubbing my neck and I nearly collapsed it felt so good
This post was sent by literal angels??? I’ve had a persistent low-level headache for nearly 24hrs and now it’s gone??? In 30 seconds? What gods did you sacrifice to for this information!?!?
As a medical massage therapist, I thought I would give my two cents.
This is good for tension migranes and normal migraines, but actually pretty useless for sinus migraines. It’ll help for a hot second, but quickly come back. (These are usually the migraines behind your eyes, in your ears, and behind your forehead. Sometimes it can feel like jaw pain or TMJ) for sinus migraines, behind the ear in a divot. Press down firmly and pull towards your collarbone. That’ll drain your sinuses. Also, pressing around the eye socket on the cheekbones help. There is also a little triangle up away from the eye in the eyebrow bone. Press and hold pretty hard and that’ll relieve that behind the forehead pain. Also, ear pulling is great to help move sinuses around.
Don’t forget the temples too! Press firmly and hold. Open and close your jaw while holding your temples. It’ll feel weird, but it’ll help with jaw pain. It’ll work a similar way if you hold the jaw joint under your cheekbone.
And never underestimate the power of a foot massage!! Give minutes can be all the difference!! Our feet are our base. If they hurt even a little, somewhere else in your body will hurt. Treat your feet and sinuses kindly!
As a lifelong sufferer from frequent migraines I will reblog this everytime I see it, for myself and my fellow sufferers!!
Oh, is it time to break these out again?
The red areas indicate referred pain, so if your headache is localized in one of these areas you can try pressing down on the spots marked ‘T’. I get a lot of the face ones and the pressure points almost always help.
Warning, the right spot when you find it WILL hurt like the devil, but press on! So to speak.
I didn’t have a headache but then I pressed on my T zones for funzies and oops now I have a headache all over my body what do I do?
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Abraham Lincoln’s ghost:
Timely.
I don’t know music, so I don’t understand what I’m looking at (though I do like it), but I just showed this to my husband, and his jaw hit the floor.
How she do that
She just shat all over every guitar player in the top 40 with a bent guitar that’s not even tuned correctly (and missing its top e string)
Oh my goodness. Wow. Ive never seen something so amazing. Who is this woman?
Make her a superstar.
This gave me shivers.
Relevant.
Fanfiction
I’m not expecting perfection when I read fanfiction; sometimes poor grammar is tolerable and I can totally dig the story.
But.
When I’m reading a great piece and things are developing nicely and then one half of my OTP gets on the back of the other half of my OTP’s motorcycle and OOOOHMYGOB they’re gonna touch and then I read “… wraps her arms around his waste”.
Words paint pictures and that’s… that’s not a picture I want to see.
:|
Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.
But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her.
I can’t stop watching this.
#I watched this for too long to not reblog
Whoa.
Always.