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Mail shorts (proper name, "mail brayette") go round the front as well, so the crossbowman probably got them himself on the grounds that he had something he wanted to protect.
I hope they worked better there than at the rear, where he's got an arrow in one cheek and another in the thigh. Um... Ouch?
today I used the phrase "breasting boobily" in casual real life conversation and everyone was shocked asking how I came up with that and I had to explain it. ive been at the devil's sacrament so long that I forgot he wasn't god
āIāve been at the devilās sacrament so long I forgot he wasnāt godā is getting added to the tumblr line book
imagine if they figured out a way to record and transfer memories to other people and it became the hottest new commodity. happy memories selling like hotcakes. better than booze. who needs to drink to forget when you can install to remember? getting a temporary high off some luckier fellowsā memory of a fairy tale wedding or a first standing ovation. yeah yeah, winning the big game and then getting to third base with sandy hallenspeck under the bleachers in ā87, weāve all remembered it. over one billion downloads of nadia ardavanās memory of winning gold. feels good, ācause it feels like yours. weāre not talking about just a sensory replayāyou feel the memoryās emotions as though they were your own.
maybe some poor schmuckās fallen on hard times in adulthood, but they grew up with money and had a pretty happy childhood. it really pays offāthey can milk those memories of carefree vacations and privileged opportunities off for some quick cash. works out great. turns out there are loads of people who always longed for the experience of being a happy kid at disneyland. of visiting europe. of bringing a new puppy home.
but sales stagnate and bills donāt pay themselves. they realize theyāve gotta start making new memories and putting out fresh content if they want to keep making a profit. they start funding fun new experiences as a business investment. vacations. dream dates. days at the beach, nights at the club, wild weekends in the arms of beautiful babes. balls to the wall really living it up. but merely knowing that theyāre mining their own internal emotional experiences for a consumer base spoils their ability to really enjoy any of it, rendering the memories worthless.
#i think this is being an influencer
you heathens will reblog day specific posts any day of the week. i woke up thinking it was wednesday
happy wake up thinking it was wednesday sunday
it's fucking friday
happy woke up thinking it was wednesday sunday but it was actually fucking friday tuesday
why is this on my dash on a thursday.
My dad was dealing with some mixed feelings so I told him "In therapy when something is too complicated to do a simple 'pro and contra list' we sometimes do an excercise where you imagine all these mixed feelings around a table in some kind of conference, letting each tell their bit and you leading the debate."
and my dad didn't really respond and just stared ahead so I kept preparing lunch. Until a few minutes later when he suddenly piped up: "I am having a bad time at the conference"
btw the term "women's health" to discuss uterine care/menstruation isnt just transphobic, it also keeps up this aggravating idea that the uterus & menstruation are obscene and impolite and need to be kept hidden under flowery vague terms as to not offend any cis men. like trans people demanding the end of gendered language around this stuff aren't just helping trans people, its also just good to normalize calling tampons and pads "menstrual supplies" because thats what they fucking are!!! we should say the words uterus vagina menstruation and we should do it in public and in stores instead of talking about ~women's needs~ and ~feminine care~. trans liberation is fundamental to women's liberation and anti-patriarchal action in general. listening to trans men & people isn't bad for women its good for literally everyone
yes! calling gynecology etc āwomenās healthā also reinforces a long history of centering the reproductive system as the most important part of womenās bodies and the only part that needs attention from a doctor.
when you hear stories about how historically, every ailment a woman could possibly have was blamed on the uterus (hysteria, the wandering womb, etc)? this kind of vague and generalized language keeps the legacy of that reductive approach alive. every part of womenās bodies are important to their health, and the idea that the reproductive system is the most/only important part is responsible for a lot of the barriers that women face when trying to access quality healthcare.
āwomenās healthā as a concept should include every part of the body and every kind of body a woman might have, because if it doesnāt, that only ends one way: women being neglected by medical professionals who donāt know or care enough to treat them as entire people.
listening to trans men and other trans people when we say neutral language in medicine is important will only improve medical care for women. you can say weāre trying to erase women all you want, but the reality is that itās actually the gendering of reproductive care that leads to women being neglected.
not caring if people think you're stupid is a life hack. recognising that you are kind of stupid is an even bigger life hack. we build entire societies to take care of each other bc we're all kind of stupid. it's fine.
Let me tell you about one of my high school friendsā old Dungeons and Dragons PCs.
Olaf Olafson was your pretty straightforward Northman Barbarian type. Huge, strong, pale, red-haired and with a tremendous beard. What made Olaf special was the little things.
Despite living in a world with clerical magic, demons, and other powerful alignment-based Outsiders, Olaf was an atheist. This was because his people believed the last world had already ended and the gods went with it (basically post-Ragnarok). All that was left wereĀ āspiritsā. Powerful spirits. Who could grant deific magic. But they werenāt gods, and you didnāt have to worship them- in fact you shouldnāt, because it would just inflate their already swollen egos.
Despite being an enormous, frightening, powerful man with dubious hygeine and a propensity for going literallyĀ berserk in combat, Olaf was a gentle fellow in towns and villages, had a deep fondness for small fluffy animals and children, and was a generous tipper.
Olaf liked to drink. Not mead, but wine. He liked to sip it. It made him feel ācivilizedā. He never drank it quickly enough to get drunk. His meals almost invariably consisted of āWine. Meat. Cheese.ā Which was what he would order in literally every tavern. Theyād ask him to clarify, what sort of wine? What sort of meat? What sort of- Olaf would raise a hand and repeat, slowly, as if to a fool: āWine. Meat. Cheese.āĀ
Olaf spoke broken common, more or less Hulk-speak, referred to himself in the third person almost exclusively, all that fun stuff. Then we had a story arc where I sent them up to Olafās homeland, where everyone spoke āNorthmanā or whatever the hell I called it. While up there, he was incredibly fluent. Even poetic.Ā āMy brothers! I have returned from the decadent lands of the south, bearing riches and glory, and tales of great deeds!ā The other players caught on and talked like a pack of movie Frankensteins, barely able to communicate in the foreign tongue.
For a long time, Olaf was the most financially stable member of the party. Because he bought a tavern in their home-base-town, hired the senior barmaid/waitress lady to be the manager, and funneled the profits back into the business. He kept his adventuring money and his tavern money separate, except when he would sometimes spend adventuring money to expand the tavern.Ā
Ā Thereās not a lot to do in 3rd edition with skill ranks when youāre a barbarian, so eventually Olaf sank a point into Healing on a lark. A few sessions later, they captured an important enemy NPC, but heād lost an arm in the fighting and was about to die. Their cleric had been captured and their NPC paladin wasnāt around, either. There was no magical healing available, and no one else had anyĀ ranks in healing. The dude was about to die, and take with him the knowledge of where their friends had been taken. Olaf- with a Ā single rankĀ in Healing I remind you -offered to save his life in exchange for the location, and the guy agreed. Olaf then stuck a sword in the fire, saidĀ āOlaf see this once,ā and cauterized the wound.
It worked, of course. I didnāt even make him roll. I was too busy trying not to piss myself laughing.Ā āOlaf see this once.ā Jesus Christ.
An absolute legend
TODAY ITāS A GREAT DAY BECAUSE ITāS MARCH 15th THE DAY WHEN DENZEL CROCKER LOST HIS HAPPINESS AND ITāS ALSO ANNOY SQUIDWARD DAY
Itās also the day Marty McFlyās dad is murdered in the bad timeline
wow this is just a bad date in fiction
Itās the fucking Ides of March people. Todays the day Julius Caesar was stabbed like 23 times
GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15
quick, caesar is facing away, get him!
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OF ALL DAYS THIS WAS THE BEST DAY TO DO THIS
SCREAMING.
i don't actually give a fuck whether fatness is an indicator of health because health shouldn't indicate a moral high ground. being healthy isn't some pinnacle of human achievement, it's not morally superior. and being unhealthy isn't a moral failing and shouldn't mean you're less worthy of kindness, justice, and a good life. signed, a chronically ill person who will never be "healthy" at any weight.
caesars assassination but with empty cardboard tubes
Et tube Brute?
Ok now THIS is the stuff I wanted when I followed the Julius Caesar tag and I donāt even get it from there?? Am upset by this betrayal of the tumblr system
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I Have died. Badly.
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