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i kinda love this response. just try reading my comment in a nicer voice and you'll feel better
Gwayne being free of Criston Cole.
this website is always finding new and exciting ways to prove this image true
"this too shall pass" sure but have you considered the fact that i don't like the way it's passing
so this is what i learned today.
theyer old enough that they used to connect
They're older than Florida. The Floridian peninsula is the solidified runoff of the Appalachians that got caught on some coral. It's why we're like this, I think. You don't stand a chance of being normal when you were created by the shed skin of an elder god draping itself over a hollow skeleton. You're always going to be a little Off.
They used to be as tall as the Himalayas.
Okay but are they older or younger than sharks?
THEYRE OLDER THAN SHARKS BY LIKE THIRTY MILLION YEARS
cause my head is full of poison, and my heart is full of doubt
Reading a book about slavery in the middle-ages, and as the author sorts through different source materials from different eras, I am starting to understand why so many completely fantastical accounts of "faraway lands" went without as much as a shrug. The world is such a weird place that you can either refuse to believe any of it or just go "yeah that might as well happen" and carry on with your day.
There was this 10th century arab traveller who wrote into an account that the fine trade furs come from a land where the night only lasts one hour in the summer and the sun doesn't rise at all in the winter, people use dogs to travel, and where children have white hair. I don't think I'd believe something like that either if I didn't live here.
I mean honestly everything that Arab traveler said lines up with the Arctic areas, except the white hair part, I don't know where that originates from, or if it's accurate
If I had to guess, maybe they had albinism? Or maybe it's one of those cases where kids sometimes start out with one hair color and develop a different one when they get older. This is all conjecture, but something to consider.
Still really cool tho
guys, the traveler just wasnt used to blondes
Also, languages develop words for colors over time so they get grouped with the closest one. That's why people with orange hair are called redheads. The word for red is generally the third color that gets a name. There wasn't always a word for the color orange, but there have almost always been people with orange hair.
And the Romans in Rome were fascinated by the Celtic slaves brought back from the British Isles because of their fair hair and skin.
For the sake of "I would not believe it either if I didn't live here" kind of context, this is a perfectly normal hair colour for children where I'm from. It darkens to a dark ash blond/sand brown when they grow up.
So what I learned from this is even in modern times, people don’t know or believe that Scandinavians are just that pale and blond without jumping to “albino” first
You wouldn’t have believed the 10th century Arab guy either.
Tragedy alignment chart. Feel free to use, but please reblog if you do.
And of course the second part of the tragedy, which is: which quadrant did you think you were in vs. which one you were really in
"there's no platonic explanation for this" some of y'all need better friends
"there's no platonic explanation for this" some of y'all need to be better friends
For all that the 1800s etiquette guides are--obviously--derangedly sexist from a modern perspective? They're also mindblowing in how casually they will assert things that MODERN DAY CONSERVATIVES would scream and cry and shit their pants about.
"People back then always married young it's natural!!!" Every single 1800s guide I've ever met casually mentions that, of course, you really shouldn't get married before you're at least 20, and waiting until 25 is usually better.
Or, like. Okay here's a long segment:
Just firmly going "it is crazy sexist to blame The Wife for overspending when thirty seconds of asking questions will immediately establish that her husband was outright lying to her about how much money they had. Talk to your wife like a normal person."
Or--okay, here. A section on being honest and not writing love letters in secret, because that's usually a good sign that there's something untoward going on....
....except that he then immediately acknowledges that sometimes, the reason you're hiding this from your parents is that your parents suck. That there are parents who frankly have not earned the right to approve or disapprove of your partner.
(I realize the phrasing there sounds a lot less strong than my summary, but--trust me on this. When you're familiar with the narrative voice of these kinds of books, this passage is downright radical. The mere acknowledgement that if you treat your kids badly, it's your own damn fault when they don't talk to you? I've genuinely never seen that before in this genre. Don't freak out over "properly trained", either. It's just a linguistic shift--at the time, "training" was used the way we would say "raising" a child today. )
The way i see critiques/hate of iwtv and about 50-80% in some way relate to characters engaging in bad behavior. Like oh? Bad behavior? From the worst gays known to man? You’re upset that the cast of the real housewives of vampire county are throwing wine and dismembering each other? The people who Do Atrocities for fun? You’re upset they’re behaving in a manner unbecoming of a maiden?
And equating any of it to supernatural and destiel is NUTS to me. Like i’m sorry did we expect the real housewives of vampire county to engage in straight shot slice of life no setbacks romances????
Like this is people getting upset about the evil fantasy/gothic horror royals from the dark fantasy horror politics dragon show doing incest all over again. I’m sorry if you come to a show about Horrible People in Horrible Situations doing Bad Things and are upset they did Bad Things…. Maybe this is not the show or genre for you. Horror, dark fantasy, gothic literature… they are all about the beauty and monstrosity of the world… if you can’t handle the lows well… then i don’t think you even really understand the highs.
I just love the Molloy daughters being half-sisters who weren't close growing up due to resentment whenever the other gets any of their dad's precious and unpredictable time, and then later unionising in their late twenties/early thirties, because who else is going to understand what having a two-time Pulitzer winning father who got you in trouble for epically owning the other elementary schoolers for believing in Santa Claus, and gave you your music taste, and treated his divorce with your mother like a debate he could win, and missed every graduation you ever had, but when your friend got really high and freaked out he was the one you could call, and he told you things about the KGB you incorporated into your Barbie games and got him in trouble with your mom, and he didn't really do tears so he'd make jokes at your expense which he probably doesn't even remember but you do, except if you were really upset maybe, maybe he'd just listen. And then he might say "fuck them", which felt cool and shocking when you were seven but at seventeen you want something more, and there isn't something more. There would be, if you could lean into his side and hide your head in his chest and he'd hold you, awkward but kind in his silence. Over the phone, the kindness seems to get lost until only the awkwardness remains.
He says the phone works both ways - except it never seems to work on his end. Too busy. No reception. Time zones.
You try to read the news to have something to discuss and he calls your take symptomatic of the liberal mass media. You're thirteen.
He's home for one week, split between you and her.
Sometimes he wants to hang out just the three of you, to save time, and she's fine. But you wonder if she looks more like him than you, and you think about the house he lived in once he left yours. (You think about how you were born after her, and he couldn't even stay as long as he did his first time around). When you fight, he says to handle it yourselves. He's meant to be out of a warzone this week.
And then, suddenly, she's gone, no tie of obligation any more.
And when you meet again, the pattern changes. Awkwardness, and you wonder if between the two of you it can ever turn to kindness. When you fight it's more bitter than it ever was over who got to sit shotgun with Dad, both of you inherit his poison.
Sometimes your truths are different. It's not an easy lesson to learn as your father's daughters. You wonder if it's one he ever did.
imagine a goat with a hat
STOP-
what hat did you give the goat what is the instinctual hat you gave to this goat
