TiredLia

Lia, She/Her, 20, why did you reach my blog? i have no idea, i sometimes write some stuff

[daily-prompts]

Describe the same location twice: once from the perspective of someone who loves it and once from someone who hates it.

[czw]

[headspace-hotel]

It slaps though

[gayvampyr]

are you squeamish about needles?

yes

yes but only shots/injections (not IVs)

yes but only of IVs (not injections)

no

nuance

Voting ended onMay 23

[lesbianjoong]

if cannibalism was legal would you try it?

yes

no

Voting ended onMay 15

tumblr being the website of cannibalism talk and the moral discussions of it im curious what the consensus is if it was actually legal.

PLEASE elaborate in the tags on reasonings, etc.

[lesbianjoong]

Alright feeling the need to elaborate. The general idea is it’s freely given/consensual and no prions. So basically if there were no negative consequences.

[grawly]

i wish i could see this picture for the first time again

[azzandra]

Every time I see some gamerbro edit of a female video game character to make her 'prettier', I always see something I have mentally dubbed Cockroach Wife Syndrome (in honor of the guy who accidentally conditioned himself to only be aroused by a fantasy of his cockroach wife Ogtha).

That is to say, there is a certain subset of gamerbro who interacts so rarely with real women, that his primary touchstone for how women look is fiction: often video games and anime. So when a video game woman looks too realistic--too close to having traits that one might find in real flesh and blood women--this is foreign to them. This is unattractive. They have been jacking it to hentai and blender animation porn for too many years, and have inadvertently conditioned themselves to only be sexually aroused by the exaggerated cartoonish traits of animated women.

So now every time I see one such edit, I can't help but think. My. What a coincidence you've made her look more like an anime waifu. Truly dedicated to your cockroach wife.

[moth-grrrl-mavis]

You can’t just breeze over something like “the guy who accidentally conditioned himself to only be aroused by a fantasy of his cockroach wife Ogtha” without at least linking a 20 minute video breakdown of this man’s descent into madness.

[kunosoura]

Oh is Ogtha not common knowledge? Eight years ago this was posted on reddit:

Two years ago, we got this update on the life of this roachfucker:

TLDR it's a guy who became obsessed with human-sized roaches with human intelligence after reading Kafka in high school, an obsession which eventually came to monopolize his romantic interests (and has sporadically had catastrophic impacts on his life ever since).

[grawly]

what the fuck happened to my post

[milf-adjacent]

Shh... We're reading about the cockroach wife tulpa

[millionsknives]

can you curry anything else or is it just favor

[millionsknives]

tim

[sufficientlylargen]

So "currying" a furry animal means grooming or brushing it with a currycomb, which in turn comes from the Old French correier meaning "to prepare [something]", because you prepare a horse for riding by brushing it; it's most commonly applied to horses but you can get e.g. currycombs for dogs.

If I understand correctly, medieval French folk tales considered chestnut-colored horses to be deceitful and tricky; the Old French word for a chestnut or dun horse was fauvel, and so the Old French expression correier fauvel, literally "to brush the chestnut horse", meant lying or being hypocritical for personal gain. This turned into "curry favel" in 15th-century English, and then mutated into "curry favor" over the next few centuries as people forgot about the horse.

So "currying favor" is really "brushing the Horse of Lies", and the reason you can't curry goodwill, or love, or hatred, or even disfavor is that we didn't have Horses for those.

And it follows that we can gain the ability to curry other things by assigning them to Horses.

[sufficientlylargen]

#google is backing you up on this (via @oldguardians)

I realize, looking back on this post, that regular readers of my blog may have thought I made this up. Making up a ridiculous etymology is certainly the sort of thing I might do; in fact I've been meaning to start a sideblog dedicated solely to sufficiently accurate etymologies, and have a notebook with dozens of them jotted down, I just haven't had the time to do anything with them.

But I want to stress that this is not one of those cases. This is, to the best of my knowledge, the very real etymology of the phrase "curry favor".

The Old French fauve or falve referred to the light-brown color that's sometimes called "fallow" in modern English, but since it also sounded similar to faux, meaning "false", it was also associated with deceit and trickery ; the idiom estriller Fauvel literally meant "to groom the fallow one" but idiomatically meant "to lie or trick people".

Then in the 1300s we get the French poem Roman de Fauvel, a satirical poem about a fauve horse, whose name is derived both from the color and from the fact that FAVVEL is an acronym of Flaterie, Avarice, Vilanie, Varieté, Envie, Lascheté (Flattery, Greed, Vileness, Fickleness, Envy, and Cowardice) - all the different vices that this horse embodies.

Fauvel (purportedly modeled after Enguerrand de Marigny [source], an advisor to King Philip IV) is a sinful, conniving, and very rich horse who has various religious and secular leaders fawning over him and brushing him; it was well-known enough that "grooming Fauvel" came to mean "sucking up to someone powerful" more than just "being evil", and when it was translated into English the grooming was translated as currying, which specifically is grooming a horse with a curry comb [wiktionary]. From this we got the Middle English expression "currying Fauvel", which then mutated via folk etymology (in the "reinterpretation of unfamiliar words as more familiar ones" sense, not the "people are wrong about etymology" sense) into "currying favor".

Curry favor in:

Wiktionary: https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/curry_favor

Merriam-Webster: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/curry%20favor

Etymonline: https://www.etymonline.com/word/curry

[luminarygardens]

@elodieunderglass

[elodieunderglass]

Absolutely in line with my interests. I hope you appreciate @sufficientlylargen as much as we all should ❤️

[artbyblastweave]

Alright. Okay, Everybody listen up. We have good news and bad news. The bad news, the bad news is that as you've likely already noticed, The Beast without Measure or Mercy or Knowable Form has once again begun descending nightly from its highland lair to ravage our humble farming village, we are, once again, being ravaged. You've likely already noticed. That's the bad news. That's bad. The good news is, uh, the good news is that right now it appears to be exclusively attacking and devouring all of the, uh, all of the very small children. Specifically the babies. No, hang on, shut up, shut up, all of you shut- No, I don't want it eating the babies, Jesus, lady, let go of me- I'm just saying that it's not really negatively affecting our ability to respond strategically by doing so. Because besides a few bouts of grief-induced catatonia we're still at like 99% operational capacity here, right? The babies were all very cute but they were not gonna be the ones packing into this hovel to come up with a game plan. Babies weren't the ones with institutional knowledge of how this thing was banished last time, babies aren't the ones who know how to forge pitchforks and light torches. In fact, babies didn't do shit around here! Easily our weakest link. If it was starting with the twenty somethings we'd really be fucked. I mean forget about the athletics involved of the monster hunting, we would not be getting the harvest in before first frost

[artbyblastweave]

Look, everyone, just- okay, I get it, many of you liked your babies, a couple of you still do, I get it, I get it, I get it, but put me down and think big picture here! We are a humble farming village. We were always gonna lose a bunch of 'em to mountain scurvy and mumps and all that humble farming village shit. It's just that this time it's a Beast of Form Unknowable that bursts through your wall at night and eats your kid right out of your arms, so you're experiencing the loss as a sudden sharp shock instead of as a long winding despair where you're watching it happen while knowing you can't do dick about it because the marauders marauded off with all our seed corn. For example. It's not part of the, the background radiation of your life yet, that aching, ambient sense of failure, yours or the worlds, you aren't quite sure. You'll never be sure. But once you've gotten used to never being sure? Well, compared to someone of fighting age, the turnaround time on a new baby is actually pretty- guys. Guys. Please put me down

[crystallizedtwilight]

whoops

[knottahooker]

#when you set out for revenge dig two graves#unless you’re hamlet#in which case you’re going to want to rent a backhoe (x) YOU’RE NOT LEAVING THAT IN THE TAGS BUDDY

[dingdongyouarewrong]

do you ever think about lady jane grey

[dingdongyouarewrong]

you are fifteen years old.

you like to stay inside and read most of the time, as much as you can. you are pious and devoted. you are taught etiquette and all manner of languages. your parents are strict and harsh, but you make the most of what you can. and then you are sent away and betrothed. you marry a nobleman with a powerful and ambitious father. you love him.

all around you, men in high places are scheming for power. you are to be used in this however can bolster their own status as much as possible. you are a fifteen-year old girl who loves to read. with your father-in-law's influence heavy on his mind, your dying cousin, the king, names you as a potential successor.

and then he dies.

and your father-in-law and the other men tell you you are the queen now.

you don't want this. you never wanted this. people are kneeling before you and you are panicking and you can't calm down until you have your family here with you. you pray and you weep. you don't want this. but you want to do the right thing. you agree to do your duty and are crowned within days. during the coronation, you don't want to wear the crown. you live like this for just over a week. sentiments are brewing against you; that your coronation was illegal. a coronation you never wanted and never asked for. people start opposing you. your own father abandons support for you as soon as it becomes unpopular. you are sixteen years old.

you are deposed and imprisoned, separated from your husband, and kept in the tower for months. you were queen for nine days. you are allowed walks outside sometimes. you don't know what's going to happen to you. you never wanted any of this. and then you are put on trial and sentenced to death. you are spared, at first- and then two months of imprisonment later you learn that your father was involved in a rebellion. you had no knowledge. no control. they sentence you to die anyway. you are seventeen years old.

on your execution day, they behead your husband first. you aren't there for it. you look out the window of your prison and you see his beheaded body brought back. you cry out. you cannot go to him.

it's your turn. they bring you in simple clothing up to the scaffold. they give you a blindfold. the executioner asks for your forgiveness. you give it to him. you tie the blindfold yourself. you can't find the block they tell you to lay your head down on. you don't know what to do. you can't find it and you can't see. someone helps you lay down your head. and then they kill you.

you were seventeen years old.

[dingdongyouarewrong]

if you liked this post from 2022: good news and bad news. the good news is i haven't stopped thinking about her. the bad news is i haven't stopped thinking about her.

four years later i made a video about her and two other women very much like her and one woman nothing like her and also about why i can't let any of them go. i think if this post meant something to you, my video might mean something too. two and a half hours on nebula:

SarahZ — Three Dead Girls I Love

About erasure, loss, love for the unknowable, and how we should TOTALLY JUST STAB CAESAR.

[grootficguy]

“Every Pokemon is someone’s favourite” I’m making a spreadsheet to see if this is true. Reblog with your favourite Pokemon in the tags.

Here’s the spreadsheet in-progress

[grootficguy]

Ok, mother of GOD that's a lot of responses and I am but one man with Excel. I'll update these ASAP but also some rules:

A Pokemon only counts for itself, not its evolution line.

A Pokemon with multiple forms (like Zygarde) will only be counted for the specified form. A Pokemon with multiple appearances (like Spinda, Vivillon, Sylvally, etc.) count for all their appearances.

I'm literally doing this as a testament to my own depression that not everyone is lovable, so add that to the weight of this post's meaning.

[rosenkranz-isnt-dead]

I think what continues to draw people to the x files all these decades later is that Mulder and Scully are coworkers. like. all the insane shit they do for each other, and the whole time they're just. colleagues. sure, they're best friends, but we hardly ever get to see them hanging out together outside of work. they drop the craziest flowery monologues that could easily be mistaken for love confessions. but! they're coworkers. so they're like ok, see you monday at the office. they go to hell and back to rescue each other, both of them taking turns being Orpheus and Eurydice. but they're coworkers. they're the most important person in each other's life. they just work together. it's frustrating. it's beautiful. no one's ever done it like them. possibly because it's the wrong way to do it. compels me though

[rosenkranz-isnt-dead]

and yet they're still coworkers! isn't it wild

[jkottke]

The Color Game. “Humans can’t reliably recall colors. This is a simple game to see how good (or bad) you are at it. We’ll show you five colors, then you’ll try and recreate them.” I scored 39/50 but got a perfect score on one color.

[xeansicemane]

I love how here on tumblr dot website we regularly cast the greatest curse we can muster on each other by pointing our long creepy fingers and intoning "10,000 notes" in a voice that carries the winds of the mountain with it.

[xeansicemane]

I might have made an error here

[theodoradove]

#here we have the classic case of tossing apollo's dodgeball in the air and standing directly under it as it comes down (via @qqueenofhades)

[keepcalmandcarriefischer]

I feel lied to. This is where the bugs bunny NO meme cokes from

[an-enigmatic-mind]

[liquid-geodes]

Ah lads they fucking rotated him

[keepcalmandcarriefischer]

[kalianos]

[yan-town]

[ythok]

Me, reading this whole post:

[pope74220]

NOW it’s you

[keepcalmandcarriefischer]

Oh yea? Well guess what bro

[polyphonetic]

[fallenwillow44]

Best post I've seen all day

[dat-physics-gal]

[keepcalmandcarriefischer]

[ericvilas]

[everest-81]

¿ʍou ʇɐɥM

[relevant-wikipedia-articles]

Rotation - Wikipedia

[il9vemyputer]

everyone on replies is terrified of this fact but i just think it's so sweet and heartwarming. she's holding our hand and leading us somewhere secret and we're both giggling like kids. i love her

[solowinged]

let’s travel through the vast unknown with mama

[omnybus]

Space chickens

[booksbabybooks]

Posts like this are why I'll never leave Tumblr

[mamoru]

haters do not want you to know this but if you pick up something heavy every day it will eventually stop being quite as heavy. this is because the heavy thing, having witnessed your dedication, begins to yield its essence to you. and you, in turn, begin to absorb that essence into your own being. this is what makes people strong. the more essence you absorb, the stronger you become, and the more respect you command from the world around you.

[newporters]

oh waiterrrr more posts like these please!

[newporters]

[newporters]