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Part 1: Asexual Spectrum Identities & Orientations
Here's part 1 of my new series - Asexual Spectrum Identities & Orientations! 🥳🥰
💬 Do or did you relate to any of these from this post (at one point)? Leave a comment 🧡
❓ I hope I could explain everything so that it's understandable, but if you have any questions, let me know in the comments - please be respectful!
💡 If you want to skip the preface, the definitions start at slide 5! But I recommend reading through them ;)
Part 2: Asexual Spectrum Identities & Orientations
In part 2 of my new series, I'll continue to introduce you to 9 more Asexual Spectrum Identities & Orientations in alphabetical order!
💬 Do or did you relate to any of the mentioned terms from this post (at one point)? Leave a comment 🧡 (I personally thought I was demisexual before figuring out I was actually asexual but demiromantic 😁)
❓️ If you have any questions, let me know but please remain respectful!
“I met the night and they purred"
Based on this post
it's pride month
everyone get more understanding of the asexual spectrum right nOW
unpopular opinion: Vimes is kind of drama queen
Sam “held a burning hot coal until it nearly took the skin off his hand while maintaining perfect calm and eye contact with the asshole in need of intimidation Just Because” Vimes? Sam “sitting on the stoop with a mug of cocoa and a cigar, cautiously aware of every inch of the scene he’s building” Vimes? Sam “could just tear his sleeve to show the mark of the Summoning Dark but instead tears off his whole goddamn shirt” Vimes? A drama queen? Reaching a bit don’t you think
Yep, certainly doesn’t seem to describe Sam “pretends to eat poison as a power move” Vimes. Not Sam “buries an axe in the table in the Rats Chamber” Vimes.
I mean are we really talking about Sam “yes a whole room full of candles with wicks dipped in holy water is the best way to beat this vampire” Vimes, here? Sam “has fought bad guys on top of a speeding train AND a riverboat during a flood” Vimes, really? Definitely Sam “nearly gets shot in the head by a crossbow bolt that shatters his shaving mirror and then uses the bolt to prop up a shard of said mirror to finish shaving” Vimes we’re discussing here?
excuse me?????
vimes did not resign from his post in protest, observe the rest of the watch resign from their posts in protest, recruit them into a militia, sail to the country they were at war with, and attempt to arrest two different armies for disturbing the peace so you could sit here and call him a drama queen, as though drama was some myffic quality bestowed by an accident of birth and not the inherent right of every creatively petty and histrionic citizen of ankh-morpork
vimes is a drama public employee
Discworld Heritage Post
'But...well, Reg, tomorrow the sun will come up again, and I'm pretty sure that whatever happens we won't have found Freedom, and there won't be a whole lot of Justice, and I'm damn sure we won't have found Truth. But it's just possible that I might get a hard-boiled egg.”
― Terry Pratchett, Night Watch
On this day, at this time, I would like to remind everyone that while we would all love to have Freedom, Justice and Truth for everyone everywhere, we should try our best to get the hard-boiled egg first.
Because if we can't even achieve the little things, we won't ever attain the big ones.
OP: "Little rabbit alarm clock"
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If you live in the UK you need to see this
Protect Internet Freedom from now until forever. It's important existentially! Americans stand with UK citizens in our struggle against government censorship
We are consulting on further measures to prepare children for the future in an age of rapid technological change. This includes potential ag
Got the link via @finalducc
If you live in the UK, please be sure to take part in this!
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You guys have my whole heart for sharing this I had no idea will be filling this out and encourage all my fellow brits to do soo too. If you’re not from the UK please keep sharing this around we have till the 26th May to submit these in.
This whole thing was set up without our say we all need to make sure we’re heard.
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i'm not normally one to make jokes about dialect or accent. but the way that British people pronounce "lieutenant" feels like an in-joke i'm not privy to
Aww, you're feeling lieut out?
Once upon a time there was the Latin word "locus", meaning "place", which had various different declensions, but somewhere along the line in the vernacular in the areas conquered by Rome it had a strong tendency to shift towards something that dropped the last syllable (so "loc" instead of "locus") and then fucked around with the vowel in all kinds of directions.
But then the speakers of Gallo-Romanic dialects went even further and they got rid of the "k" sound entirely and started just saying the l and the vowel, which eventually got us to the Old French "leu".
Now the thing is, right, that in the old languages the spelling is very much a sort of consensus thing. It's not perfectly phonetic, because it can't be: all of the languages in question had phonemes that weren't exactly the same as the Latin that existed when and where the Latin alphabet was formalized, right? So as people wrote down the Old French vernacular, they basically took the letters they were taught and they used them to represent the sounds they were making.
This happens with all the languages; there's a really neat thing where if you look at Visigothic manuscripts, writing in the area that would become Spain and the vernacular form that would eventually be Spanish, you can see the difference between the sound of "v" and the sound of "b" disappearing, so that there are manuscripts where "Ave Maria" is written "Abe Maria", because to the people reading it, b and v made the same sound.
This is relevant to the question because of a fun little fact about mediaeval orthography! Which is that the characters that we now feel are absolutely separate, different letters - that is u and v - were both used for both sounds. It's not that "u" and "v" were the same letter exactly - they weren't - but that the character you used was the same and which you used depended more (properly) on where in the word the letter came, than which one it was.
So the word "hut" would indeed be written with "u", but the word "university" might well be written "vniuersity".
But it gets worse from here, because the sound of the letter we now call "v" and the letter we call "f" were also often used interchangeably. So it might actually be written "vnifersity".
If your eyes are crossing, remember that we still randomly stick "qu" in places to be "kw" and there's quite complicated rules about when the character "c" says a hard back of throat sound the same as the letter "k" and when it says a soft sibilant like "s" and also sometimes when it does something completely different.
Now as it happens the point of writing is to be able to take words from your head, put them on paper (or parchment, in this case), and then send them much farther away in both time and space to someone who absolutely cannot hear you say these words, and then put those thoughts in their head.
Which meant that you have this sort of weird liminal thing where "leu" could be spelled "lev", because u and v were interchangeable, and then also this thing where v and f were interchangeable, and both were being sent around to various places and read to others who may, or may not, do a lot of reading as opposed to a little, or may be reading in a different dialect than they speak (because remember, we're talking about mediaeval France, which means we're actually talking about a country with two major language divisions - Langue D'oc and Langue D'oïl - which then inside of them have a reasonable fuckload of languages that are mostly mutually intelligible most of the time), and so on, which means that the noise for u and the noise for f meet in the middle and may both be represented by "v" and while we're at it they may all just be pronouncing the word differently, and as you saw in the whole move from "locus" to "leu" in the first place, that can involve ending up in quite a different place through a totally logical means.
We don't know for absolute certain if this is why the word "leu", ported over to English with the Normans and added to our language, changed its pronunciation and spelling to "lief" or "liev". You will note that along the way both to Middle English and to Middle French, it grew an "i" in before the "e" sound, because words do that.
We do have some records of Old French that are spelled "leuf" or "lef"; we also got our Frenchishness from the Norman Conquest, which is to say the brand of French very specifically spoken by a bunch of Francicized Scandinavians who spoke a very specific one of those Langues D'oïl. So we do know that the idea that this word ended in the sound we might associate with the letter "f" had already took up in a bunch of different places.
The original idea of "lieutenant" is quite literally a "placeholder" - it was someone you left in your place. So if you were your overlord's "lieutenant" you were the person who gave other people orders in his place, the person he delegated to. Much like "captain", when these words were first used they did not designate a specific rank in a highly developed system with rigid relationships, but rather were the names for roles that people occupied in relationship to the enterprise/activity/whatever.
This is why in the books, the Witch King of Angmar is referred to frequently as Sauron's "lieutenant" - Tolkien knew this shit preeeeetty well and liked using words in those contexts.
So in French, they moved along the path of saying "lieu" as the word is said in French today, with no consonant at the end. Their "lieutenant", their "placeholder", maintained that pronunciation. Americans then actively wanted to distance themselves from the British and were at the time buddy-buddy with the French, so they took that pronunciation on.
Meanwhile at some point Middle English - arising from Old English and Norman French - had shifted to the "liev", the one that had a fricative on the end, which was one of the pronunciations attested in the spelling shift to "leuf".
Et voila.
PRAGMATA (2026)
i need data for a statistics project for school, so be my sample data, worms. i need thirty people minimum so if there aren't enough voters yet i'd love if you could help. thank you very much. worms.
take this test (https://www.keithcirkel.co.uk/whats-my-jnd/), then come back here:
what's your JND?
.00030-.00099
.0010-.0017
.0017-.0024
.0024-.0031
.0031-.0038
.0038-.0045
.0045-.0052
.0052-.0059
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.0080 or greater
it doesnt have to be a good score, you dont have to take it multiple times, you dont have to get on a good screen, etcetera. just gimme your score please this is my final project grade :)
i'd love if you could reblog for reach
if you told vin diesel fast and the furious you were gay he'd be like "Some people like driving stick…some people like driving automatic…what matters is you cross the finish line.." and then he'd rev up a dodge challenger and drive through a building and kill 16 people
he literally did in the fourth one when he's asked if he likes cars more than women
If you asked if he was cool with trans people, he'd probably say "sometimes, aftermarket parts are the only way to get the vehicle you really want. Everyone should have the right to hot rod."
Road Trips
Wei Ying remembers very little about his parents; he mostly remembers the driving. Tucked into his carseat for long hours at a time, watching trees turn into towns turn into deserts turn into the sea. Up twisty mountain passes and across the prairies on straight highways that went on and on forever. He remembers the taste of gas station sour gummy worms and the smell of hot brakes.
Their car had been a little red thing with a hatchback and a rack on the roof filled with camping gear. The handles of the windows were too far for him to reach, but his dad had a way of twisting his arm back behind the passenger seat to give Wei Ying a crack of fresh air. The speakers crackled with music and sometimes he would hear the harmony of his parents' voices and try to add his own in, too.
He figured out how to escape his carseat, once. He'd spent so many hours sitting in it that it really was only a matter of time. He remembers that it had taken some doing, fiddling with the metal bits and the plastic bits and using his toy donkey for leverage. He remembers the way the floor had rumbled when the car left the smooth paved blacktop for the gravelly shoulder. There's a face – stern and flushed and bearded, the deep and slow cadence of a man scolding the child who scared him. There's a laugh, too. High and sweet – a giggle, maybe. And the scolding voice turning toward his wife. Wei Ying's mom was smiling when she lifted him from his dad's arms. She scolded him, too, but mostly she laughed.
They'd been out there for a reason, to help people, fight monsters. But Wei Ying never saw any of that. He mostly saw the National Parks and the cheap motels and the welcome of friends and family far-flung. He was kissed by wrinkled faces and held with work-worn hands, wrapped in scratchy blankets and left to sleep on lumpy couches. He ate spicy tofu and green chilies and tortillas with corn and refried beans.
He had been loved. His parents had been loved.
And then they'd died.
Happy Beltaine!!!!
Hope everyone remembered to wash their face in the dew this morning! It's an old Scottish tradition you don't see much anymore but it's supposed to keep you looking young and beatiful for the next year.