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im completely addicted to Open Link in New Tab
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god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies
so don’t get me wrong because a lot of arthurian stuff is super misogynistic. but it’s never really in the damsel in distress way you expect. like the most helpless damsel is lancelot trapped and crying in a tower, completely useless, until this random girl who made him behead a guy in front of her fifty pages ago rolls up with a pickax and rope and is like “ok I’m minecrafting you out of here.” and this works.
Another direction you’ll see this go is, like… okay, so in Arthurian texts, violence is very much The Province of Men. But women often want violence done for one reason or another, so they’re out there asking knights to fight such-and-such for them & the knights are of course honor-bound to accept under certain conditions, which by genre convention are easy to engineer.
All of this means that one of the standard female roles in Arthurian romance is “quest-giver”. And in some texts, this can drift from “these are damsels in distress and the knights must help them in various ways” to “it kind of seems like the women are the ones who actually know what’s going on & the knights are just being led along to wherever they’re supposed to be”.
It’s still ultimately an example of misogyny and strict gender roles, but it ends up often looking pretty different from the stock “damsel in distress” scenario people expect.
...Is the woman in Arthurian myth who Wants Violence Done but must conscript a man to actually do it the literary ancestress of the modern Femme Fatale? Discuss.
She slipped into my office that night like a demon into the mind of a pious monk, seductive and dripping with heresies. Her gown and headress were of rich silk befitting a maiden, but her eyes were cold and sharp as the executioner's sword, and her lips as red as the apple that tempted Eve. Her legs, presumably, went all the way up, but the aforementioned gown was floor-length, so it's hard to say. Also she'd ridden a horse into the building for some reason, which was quite distracting.
"Sir Knight," she said, dismounting and retrieving something from her saddlebag, "I have a job for you." She tossed a severed head onto my desk.
I peered at the severed head. It had noble features, and had managed to land exactly on top of one of the stains left by previous severed heads. "How did you find me?" I asked. "I swapped my red shield for a blue one; the disguise should be impenetrable."
"The hermit told me where you'd be", she answered in a voice like the bells on a horse's harness before battle.
That tracks. Those hermits are always poking their noses into my business. "How may I serve you, fair lady?" I asked. "I'd kneel, but my armor's gone a bit rusty in the legs."
"The Baron D'Iverjoure has slain my lover," she said, gesturing at the head, the rings on her fingers clinking like manacles in a wicked king's dungeon. "I need you to avenge him."
"I have no quarrel with the Baron D'Iverjoure," I said, knowing as the words echoed in my helmet that I was saying them just for the form of it and I'd end up taking this quest regardless. "I have heard he is an honorable man."
"That may be," said the damsel, in tones as lovely as a reliquary and just as filled with death, "but you took an oath to obey the next lady to ask you a favor, and I'm calling it in."
I silently cursed my habit of swearing rash vows. They always get me in trouble. But you know how that goes. "Your wish is my command, milady."
She nodded and remounted her horse with the help of her two servants who I hadn't bothered to mention before now. "I will listen for news of your success," she said as she left.
That's the way it is with damsels; they always know about the oaths. Even the ones you spoke into a dented chalice, empty of wine, after everyone else had left the feast. And now I've got another quest I can't turn down without losing my honor.
Thanks Owen, that was really painful
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The only way to talk to these people.
PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT
I was talking to my boss about marketing since he decided he needs to be on social media and I mentioned I was on tumblr.
I then had to explain to my boss why his ad campaign would not be successful on tumblr.
I came quite close to saying “the user base has both the attitude and funds of a group of medieval flagellants”
happy earth day! gouache paintings inspired by the beautiful world around us (part 2) // gouache
they love me because I be saying shit like alas and perchance
last night I said 'how fortuitous' unironically
my dealer: got some straight gas. this strain is called “daylight savings time” youll be zonked out of your gourd
Me: yeah whatever. i dont feel shit.
1 hour and 5 minutes later: dude I swear it’s only been 5 minutes
my friend the oven, pacing: the smart devices are lying to us
yeah sure i'll reblog that
It's 2009 and you're an advertiser who just got assigned this sweet job for a holiday commercial. You know, family stuff was always hard for you to write as a only child, but you really think you nailed the dynamic here. Now to submit the final cut to Folger's and
God I wish that was me
it always just blows my mind how foreign of a concept "a permanent weekly schedule" is in food service/retail/etc jobs, despite being the obviously best way to do scheduling
literally our parent company cannot comprehend that all our stores schedule this way and have no intention of changing because its the best
they were so adamant about "you HAVE to make a new schedule every week" that our director of ops basically had to say "just send me you permanent schedule every week and I'll say you're doing it"
which worked a little too well apparently because now they're giving us a new software to post our "weekly" schedules to so all employees can know when they're supposed to work. despite the fact that. they already know when they're supposed to work. because the schedule doesn't change.
and i really do mean it's the best way because from the employees side:
always know when you're scheduled because it's the same every week
easy to track your hours because they're the same every week
don't need to worry about being scheduled when you're not available because it's the fucking same every week
easier to get time off and shifts covered in advance because you always know what days you'd need off ahead of time
easier to schedule around school
easier to have a second job since your availability here won't change
if you need to change your schedule you can just talk to one of the managers ahead of time
and from the management side:
pretty much all of the above makes our lives easier
always know how many people you have working
so we generally know ahead of time if we're gonna be short staffed and need to ask for extra help
we know if we should start hiring again/how many people we need to hire based on how many shifts are open on the schedule
also, it's strongly incentivized not to run low on staff since we have to be in the stores running them all the time, so if we're short it fucking sucks for us too
and, since we're in the store all the time, we can tell which shifts don't need any more people too
and despite how many times we explained this to the higher-ups at Inspire they just. don't fucking get it. and keep finding new ways to waste our time pretending to run our stores the way the want. it's actually infuriating.
It's because inconsistent staggered schedules are useful for preventing labor organizing.
When you remember how much you love a character you hadn’t thought about in a while
do it scared. do it stupid. but most importantly, do it bitching and moaning the entire time
i love when something huge happens in a fandom you aren’t a part of it’s like hearing a loud eruptive cheer from the apartment next to you and you can hear the music and the sounds of the party muffled through the wall and you aren’t sure what they’re celebrating but you’re happy for them.
i like the phrases "it's not for me," "it's not my thing," and "i'm not the target audience" because they're the most concise way to express "this thing that you enjoy has merits but idgaf about it" without being aggressive