Call Me Mischief

I've been here so long and I am so so tired

[electricheart]

a little reminder! by annalaura_art

[radishnt]

which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?

[mothman-misato]

y- you were putting it in cold water?????

[boimgfrog]

Radish. Answer the question radish.

[radishnt]

yeah??? i thought for like. 5 years that ppl just put it in hot water 2 speed up the tea-ification process didn’t realize there was an actual reason

[boimgfrog]

You dont have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes???

[catsnraincoats]

[ID: Tags reading “u think i have the patience to boil water wtf ?????” /End ID]

why are you. putting it in the microwave to boil it

[boimgfrog]

Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove

[catsnraincoats]

Its takes less than a minute

[boimgfrog]

Bestie is ur stovetop powered by the fucking sun

[catsnraincoats]

How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove

[boimgfrog]

Like seven minutes

[catsnraincoats]

Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat n it boils in like two minutes… less than that is u use a saucepan…

[boimgfrog]

Crying you’re putting the whole mug on the stove ???? On medium heat???? Ur stove is enchanted

[pidoop]

Every single person in this post is a fucking lunatic

[silverjirachi]

Yet another post that reads like four shakespeare characters who come out in the middle of the play to talk about something completely unrelated for comic relief

[wizardlyghost]

(Enter RADISHN’T, MOTHMAN MISATO, BOIMG FROG and CATS'N RAINCOATS, stage left. They are having a HEATED DISCUSSION.)

RADISHN’T: Prithee, which one of you had planned to tell

Of diff'rent flavours gained by simple act

Of brewing tea with water hot, not cold?

MOTHMAN: Egad! you poured the water cold? Wherefore?!

FROG: An answer from you, Radish, I must beg.

RADISHN’T: Indeed I did, dear friends - why does this shock?

Without the guide of others I assumed

That heat was merely added for the sake

Of expediting this solution’s brewing!

Half a decade I have spent, or more,

Not questioning this worldview I had made.

In fact, I am myself a bit surprised

That you might think that I, your dearest friend,

Might have a patience of sufficient stock

To wait until a pot of water boils.

FROG: Three minutes overtaxes patience so?

The microwave will beep when it is done!

CATS'N: My friend, this answer vexes me the more!

Can it be true that thou dost boil by nuke?!

FROG: Are you in turn, my friend, so shocked to know

That I have not the patience, like our Root,

To boil upon the stove our favour’d drink?

CATS'N: It takes less than a minute!

FROG: On what plate?

Perhaps your dinner cooks atop the sun?

CATS'N: How long can take your stove to fill the task

Of boiling but a single cup alone?

FROG: In minutes?

CATS'N: Yes!

FROG: I counted seven, once.

CATS'N: Perhaps you ought to have your timepiece checked!

If on a middle heat you place the cup

You soon will have the scalding drink you crave.

Two minutes, in a mug upon the plate

Or even less, if you should have a pot.

FROG: You cause me tears - is this how thou dost live?

You place upon the iron stove a mug?

A mug, ceramic, filled with water cold?

How do these flames, though medium in height,

Not shatter like a glass this fragile thing?

Surely, then, your kitchen is bewitched

With magicks far beyond the mortal ken!

(The FOUR realise they have wandered into the THRONE ROOM. The ROYAL COURT watches with fascination.)

KING: Ev'ry single person in this group must be a fucking lunatic, it seems.

[elodieunderglass]

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[art-res]

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[sourdough-seal]

“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

[orbitalmirror]

"how did you get into writing" girl i've been tormented by the visions since i was eight years old

[ferigrievance]

consuming mass amounts of media related to my hyperfixation isnt enough i need to eat it

[totally-a-wizard]

Christians with the Eucharist.

[ferigrievance]

this is the funniest fucking reply ive gotten on this post everyone go home

[prokopetz]

I have to confess every time I see that "they fucked that old man to pieces" meme there's a very particular old man I'm picturing:

[prokopetz]

Context for those who haven't seen the film:

[prokopetz]

#i watched this. why don't i remember this part. what the fuck (via @secondhand-lions)

Anastasia (1997) has a pretty weird narrative structure in that, while Zombie Rasputin is critical to the film's prologue and climax, he's almost entirely immaterial to its actual plot. The audience knows about him, but none of the major characters do, including Anastasia herself, and all of his attempts to assassinate her either fizzle before she becomes aware of them or fail in ways that can be attributed to mundane agents. From the perspective of literally everyone with a speaking role other than the bat, he pops out of nowhere in the last five minutes of the film and starts trying to kill everyone with wizard bullshit, then promptly explodes.

(The stage musical adaptation actually leaves him out entirely, which was a controversial choice in certain circles, but basically doesn't affect the story at all.)

[prokopetz]

#negaverse experience: #first exposure to this movie was. I believe. on a tiny silent tv up in the corner of a kids shoe store. #this song was the entirety of my time kicking my heels waiting for my turn. #didn’t see the rest of it for many years. #was pretty weird to realize that the experience of this guy doesn’t really change much #when you watch the whole movie #anastasia #allocation of screen time was not don bluths best strength I don’t think (via @themountedperfumier)

One at times receives the impression that Don Bluth is as surprised as everyone else to discover how his films end.

[clowncarpool]

cheese sits on the toilet while we take showers, and i like to stand on my tip toes and draw his silhouette in the steam from a high angle, then stand back to see how warped it is from his actual shape

oil and acrylic on masonite

[oneheadtoanother]

[get-thee-to-a-shrubbery]

sticking his finger fully into his hot coffee just to feel something

[chongoblog]

Trad man got the Tie Seatbelt and the Cue Ball Gear Shift That Doesn't Move

[notajerusalemcricket-deactivate]

[tpwrtrmnky]

"Parasocial" getting collapsed into "thinks the e-celeb is your personal friend" is understandable given how common that particular version of it is, but there are definitely a lot of subtle and really common ways to be parasocial out there that go unnoticed while doing harm, such as looking at the theming of someone's online presence and assuming they must be Like That offline too.

Gotta always keep in mind that chances are the blog that only posts about Pokemon or whatever is run by a person who has a bunch of different interests offline and just uses the blog as their designated outlet for that one interest.

[tpwrtrmnky]

You look at a blog that's just endless posts about Pikachu, and conclude that the person running it is Obsessed With Pikachu.

The person running the blog logs on for half an hour sometimes, queues up a bunch of Pikachu posts, and then logs off. Doesn't even think about Pikachu outside that half hour.

[tpwrtrmnky]

You're not demonstrating the social skills you think you are when you come into the notes declaring that you're unable to imagine someone adapting their behavior to the social context of Being On Tumblr btw

You're actually demonstrating a very "the teacher lives at school" understanding of posts on the internet

[kosmogrl]

let this be a reminder that even if it takes time your dreams can come true

[rabbitindisguise]

an astronaut foretold to go to the moon by a fortune cookie can be a kind of magical girl, I think

[rosemarysbabysitter]

[rosemarysbabysitter]

i forgot about this post until i ran the note counter but it’s gold because half the comments are some variation of “Hamilton looks amazing” and the other half are just history nerds going “good”.

[jhoomwrites]

when reading a book, do you read the prologue/epilogue?

yes

prologue only

epilogue only

no

nuance (comments/tags)

Voting ended onApr 13

[yusuke-of-valla]

Looking at the tags, a lot of people are blessedly unaware of the Discourse, for posterity:

[orcboxer]

do they think... that prologues and epilogues... which take place within the story and are very much inside of the same book as the rest of the pages... don't count as part of the book....???.....

[gardenofava]

[zenpencils]

KEN ROBINSON ‘Full-body education’ (Ballet Boy part 1)

[thisclockworkheart]

Ok seriously this person it putting out important stuff.

[georgieboah]

SAY IT LOUDER!!!!!!

[animentality]

[inthefallofasparrow]

I've found that the best scientific way to get rid of hiccups is to activate your vagus nerve so it relaxes your diaphragm. The way to do that (or just relax your body in general) is with '458'. Gently breathe in for 4 seconds, hold your breath for 5 seconds, then slowly breathe out for 8 seconds. Keep repeating that cycle and the hiccups should stop fairly quickly.

[badpsychicadvice]

If you press/ hold your chest over the heart with one hand, and press your lower abdomen/stomach with the other hand at the same time, you can also activate the vagus nerve.

[laddy-buck]

you can also have someone gently squeeze the back of your neck to reset the diaphragm but it's a bit hit and miss if you don't pinpoint the exact spot

[obi-waankenobi]

@dduane has a sure-fire science-based hiccup cure that's worked every time I've used it. Scaring? Laughing? Drinking upside down? Holding my breath? None of those has worked 100% of the time. But Ms. Duane's hiccup cure? Every fucking time.

[beemovieerotica]

my cure is slowly drinking orange juice while spinning in a circle and it works every time

[the-big-mood]

[nerathul]

This applies to everyone who wants to offer you some business advice, teach you a course, or the likes that isn't an acredited institution, it's a grift, they wouldn't want your money if they had this magic technique for super wealth

[kedreeva]

When I was a kid, maybe 14 or so (which is, you know, 20+ years ago), I belonged to a Yahoo! mailing list for an anime called Gundam Wing. It was mostly populated by other teens, of varying ages, as it was started by a teen and her friends. Eventually it migrated, when Yahoo! groups started as forums, and even branched off into non-GW related stuff in a second forum.

One of the things I remember the most clearly is the oldest person in the group. Her name was Steelsong. She was a 40-something Dom with a sub whose name we knew even though we knew nothing else. She ran her own fanfic archive because the web was still handmade HTML and navigated in webrings and I’m pretty sure Google didn’t exist or was only barely, barely launched and not well known. She was kind and patient and we loved her. She treated everyone on the group with the respect given any adult, even though most of the rest of the world was still treating us like we were children. Not teenagers even, but children. She never once condescended to any of us, never made our youth a barrier to her respect, never treated us like we were incapable of being full people or like we were less than her because we were young.

I remember that she hosted our fanfiction, as absolutely terrible as it was (and I still have some of it, I am WELL aware of how cringingly terrible it is, just absolute nonsense garbage), right there alongside of other fic that was soul-achingly beautiful. Not a separate section for her friends or for kids, just right there like we were good enough to feature alongside other authors. I never once received crit from her that I didn’t ask for, only support. Only love. I am still writing today partly because Steel was so kind about our fic, fanfic and original.

I remember that when I started doing clay sculpture, she commissioned a tiny pair of dragons from me, to support me doing artwork. She sent a check my mom cashed for me, and my mom helped me mail it when it was finished. It broke in transit, and Steel assured me that she mended it and that it was still beautiful. It was a small gold dragon curled up with a small silver dragon.

I remember that her patience knew no bounds. I remember that she was there for us, regardless of reason. When we wanted to know silly things like what to do with a single AA battery, she answered. When we had serious questions about sex, she answered.  When we had questions about writing, she taught us. When one of our group members, a young gay teen in Australia, ended up in the hospital and then stopped making posts, and we all knew what had happened, she let us talk to her about it because we couldn’t go to our own parents, even though we had just lost a friend.

She was not a replacement to my parents, but she was an extra parent, in some ways. A friend, certainly, but someone that had been through more life than we had and was willing to pass on knowledge if we asked for it. Someone older that we trusted with things that were too uncomfortable to go to our parents or teachers or whatever about, because we already knew she wasn’t going to judge us or something, and that we would get an honest answer.

I don’t know why I’m remembering this so hard tonight, and I’m not sure if there’s a point to sharing this, except that I know she’s gone now. She was ill the last time we spoke, and her site went down a long time ago, and I miss her. She was a huge influence on my life, then and now. She was hope, for me, that life as an adult didn’t have to be boring, it wouldn’t have to mean giving up the things I loved and Becoming Only Responsible With No Fun. Her presence meant I had hope I could still write and play with friends even when I wasn’t ‘a kid’ anymore. And she’s gone, and I miss her, and I wanted to share her from the perspective of youth, and the perspective over twenty years later has provided me.

And I think of her, when people go off about older folks being in fandom with younger folks. I’m an older folks now, or at least middle aged folks because there are certainly folks older than me still, but I wasn’t always. I’ve been here since i was a younger folks, and I know how much Steel’s presence and support meant to me, how much she helped not just me but everyone on that group. And I think of the people saying older folks don’t belong in fandom, and that they shouldn’t interact with younger folks at all, and I just think… I can’t agree. I needed that kind of solid presence in my life back then and even at the age I am now, I need the folks older than me to stay. I want them here.

So I guess, like, if you’re here and you’re 40 or 50 or 60 or 70 or 80 or whatever, I want you here in fandom with me, still. Your presence here is a comfort. It is hope. It is a reminder that life will continue to be fun, even as I get older, myself. And if you’re younger and you have this sort of elder in your groups, I hope that they are like Steel. I hope they are kind and patient and supportive, and that knowing them gives you hope for your own future. I hope in twenty years you look back and remember them fondly.

[burnertracfone]

booby by SPiNDLE

[burnertracfone]