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girl... I saw a lunar eclipse

[mpekamitzii]

Tfw your shapeshifter friend forgets how to turn back into a human and has a crisis

[the-big-mood]

[take-a-dip-in-the-deadpool]

That toad was like “hmm no thank you”

and the crocodilligator was like “I BLESS THE RAINS DOWN IN AAAFFFFRRRIIIIICCCAAAA!!!”

[morvay]

blood covered hyena pup looking back with huge eyes is my new favorite reaction image

[morvay]

I look like this

[transgenderer]

it REALLY annoys me these days when they show those simple, garishly painted versions of old marble statues and claim that the statues looked like that. like yeah, they were painted, we can find bits of color in various locations, so we know very roughly the color of various locations, but i dont think theres any more reason to believe they were painted in these flat (and matte!) colors than in more detail. like yes, we dont know what that detail was, but that doesnt make the flat version *more plausible*, i dont think you should have like, a stronger prior that they were flat than that they were detailed. these were expensive statues!

[eruhamster]

I remember it being pointed out once that we can only tell the base color that first touched the statue, not any additional shading, and the recreations are typically made by people who aren't artists; they're archeologists and anthropologists.

If you've ever seen how people paint, like dnd figures, it becomes very clear that bases don't tell the whole story:

[greater-than-the-sword]

Do you really think that people who could sculpt like the left painted like the right

[crabs-and-baramundis]

This statue was recovered from Herculaneum - it had been buried under ash, perfectly preserved. Note that it is painted, but in a very delicate way. Nothing garish, and they used to natural luster of the marble as flesh tone.

Source: BBC's "Life and Death in Herculaneum" @16:48

[christianstepmoms]

[the-dubstep-strawberry]

It gets better…

(Source for the curious: “Four Battlegrounds” by Paul Scharre, a book about AI competition)

[paranetics]

sorry this is by and far the funniest way to announce you’ve lost a leopard

[thestuffedalligator]

[aspiringwarriorlibrarian]

For the record Nova is a clouded leopard, not an African one. They weigh about 30 pounds and are not very aggressive or considered a serious danger to humans. Probably best known by this meme:

Someone cut a hole in her enclosure (or at least that’s what it looks like) and they found her about seven hours later in the nearby trees, safe and sound.

[followthebluebell]

also they found her because a squirrel was chattering angrily about her being in the tree.  i just think that’s really funny. 

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

Tragic news like half the ways people talk about magic in fiction could irl be applied to maths

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

"magic is the threads that tie the world together, the unspoken web at the heart of the universe" that's mathematics babey!

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

You ever think about how when you gauge if it's safe to cross the road based off how fast and far away the cars are you're actually doing difficult calculus subconsciously? Almost like maths is something you have an inherent understanding of in many ways but in order to advance in it and truly understand it you have to learn it in an academic setting? Almost like many magic systems?

[cryptotheism]

This is because many actual historical magical texts are written in the language of mathematical proofs. Many early Greek mathematicians were also mystics and magicians. Geometry, by way of the neoplatonists, played an enormous role in shaping how Renaissance and later victorian occultists would discuss magic. Which, in turn, would go on to influence many fantasy writers.

The Three Books of Occult Philosophy, the most influential magical text of the Renaissance, is directly structurally styled after Euclid's Elements, and spills quite a bit of ink on the topic of the inherent magical properties of numbers.

Hell, in the Monas Hieroglyphica, John Dee explicitly attempts to create a sort of magical semiotic system to unify language and geometry, the two things he considered fundamental to God's creation.

Like, the reason so many fantasy magicians talk about magic like it's math, is because that's straight up how many actual historical magicians talked.

[titkoks]

[viejospellejos]

BOOOOOMMM!!

[counterfeitubiquity]

[transcript:

So I work at a coffee shop, and the other day i was working the register, and this older couple comes up and the lady is insantly like, "Oh my god, I love your nails, I love your jewelry" and we talked for a little bit, and the husband just kinda like laughed? You know, he gave me that like "You're not a man, I'm better than you" laugh.

It was rude. It was very clearly meant to hurt my feelings. And I was like "really?" But, we just continued the interaction, and then eventually, y'know, as I'm taking their order, he pipes up and he's like "[tounge click] Must make it really hard for you to do things around the house with those nails and like really hard for you to do things here at work" And I was like, [shakes head] not really, no, it doesn't get in the way. And he was like "oh! Must make it hard for you to pick up women though, huh?" And I was like, "[tounge click] Well, your wife seemed to like 'em. So. Not really."

[zooms in] He was mad, but that's what you get for being a dick. Mind your own business. You fuck.

end transcript.]

[tabiheel]

girls when they dont have an outfit thats mega cute but also casual but weather appropriate but suitable for when you go inside and its warm and comfortable and but also a little special

[ginger-ale-official]

I didn’t know polar bears could have red fur sometimes. That’s pretty cool. Do you think he just eats a lot of shrimp or was he born this way?

[slashscreen]

blood

[ginger-ale-official]

ah

[titkoks]

[miss-moberg]

[fourohfourlifenotfound]

ITS THE SAME DOG

THERE SHE IS

[biblically-accurate-soup]

working with textiles is a trap. first they lure you in with knitting. then you pick up crochet (understandable enough). next you start getting curious in fiber. you learn how to spin (okay that’s a bit extra). weaving is cool, right? you now own a loom. heck, while we’re at it, why not starting making your own clothes (this is getting out of hand)? spinning is no longer enough for you — you need something stronger. you learn how to dye (stop i’m begging). dye is fun, but it’d be nice to have your own source of fiber. you are now a shepherd.

[thaylepo]

Redevelopment of small scale pastoralism but backwards

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

#i am manfully resisting the allure of crochet…#holding myself to just knitting right now… 

Just so you know, crochet is simple, fast, and you can make some amazing stuff out of it. “Is crochet or knitting better?” is a stupid trap, but if you can do both, you vastly expand your array of cool stuff you can make. And it’s so easy to learn.

Come on. You’ll love it. You just need a simple hook.

And I’m sure you’ve got a lot of yarn lying around. Crochet works up a lot faster than knitting. Don’t you want to use up all that yarn?

[reverendyoda]

God I loved watching drug dealers work their trade in the neighborhood when I was a kid…

[swords-n-spindles]

Sheep need a lot of space and can be expensive! Have you thought about angora rabbits though? Small, city-dweller friendly fibre animals, and super cute!

[yarnaddiction]

Did you know you can make dye from some plants you might already have? Someone in my knitting group dyed yarn with hibiscus flowers, and I’m going to try it when I get enough flowers from my hibiscus.

[odissea]

how I sleep at night knowing there are stars and planets and galaxies above my roof

[iwilleatyourenglish]

in honor of our approaching anniversary, my boyfriend saw fit to reflect on one of my more romantic moments

anyway this was the text

[iwilleatyourenglish]

[sauntervaguelydown]

Gonna say something that will definitely get screen capped and used to doxx me someday but like having a fetish isn’t. It isn’t evil. You know? People have fetishes. It’s part of the human condition. You’re not a serial killer just because you’re unusually and offputtingly hype about women’s shoes. Thought crime isn’t real and it especially shouldn’t be applied to fetishes. Every human brain is a diy project built by unlicensed electricians.

[sauntervaguelydown]

Already I’m getting caveats that it’s okay to have a fetish “as long as you don’t expose unconsenting people to it” and while yes, obviously, I do agree (whenever sex is involved, you should always make sure people are on the same page as you first) I feel the need to point out that this post isn’t even about who you share your kink with or when. It’s just me saying that liking feet or piss or inflation or whatever doesn’t make you a bad person, it’s okay to like things, even weird things, even gross things. There’s nothing morally wrong with being gross. We are all gross. John 8:7

The caveat that I would put on this post, as OP, would be like… your instincts don’t decide whether you’re good or bad. Your actions do. Act ethically, be considerate, and have any fantasy that floats your goddamn boat. Thought crime isn’t real.

[tabellae-rex-in-sui]

Nothing fucks harder than those 18c venetian sunglasses. The absolute style cannot be matched

[tabellae-rex-in-sui]

New theory this is why venetians had absolute insane color palettes in their clothing. Bitches seeing everything in 50 shades of green

[bashircore]

This tweet has changed my life btw

[bashircore]

Here’s a guide of what I’ve determined the meanings to be

walking around - self explanatory

fellowship - hanging out with friends

deliciousness - having something tasty

transcendence - feeling that you have reached a different level of some sort; alternatively, when you do one of the other delights to the extreme and feel really good about it. (you know transcendence when it happens)

goofing - having a good laugh at smth

amelioration - working towards the betterment of something, for example, working on a skill you hope to improve

coitus - fuckin’

enthralment - becoming incredibly engaged in something, hyper focusing on something

wildcard - anything that you feel was a delight in your day that does not fit one of the above delights

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

growing up doing living history means that we had a lot of historical objects and appliances in active use so when I read fantasy books where “bedwarmer” was used as a euphemism for a courtesan or concubine I took it extremely literally and thought that these fantasy nobles just had really cold winters and needed to hire women to heat their bedding with these things:

and that when protagonists spoke dismissively about how they didn’t want to be relegated to some guy’s bedwarmer, it meant they wanted to hook up with him but were afraid of being given chores instead

which was almost the right idea

[another-random-dom-3]

Enjoying the thought of a young and inexperienced fantasy noble who gets sent a 'bedwarmer' for the night (wink wink nudge nudge), maybe after a battle or something when everybody's celebrating, but nobody's ever explained the euphemism to him so he ends up just lying there next to her like, 'This bed *is* nice and warm now.'

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

“So,” said the young Count as the woman’s fingers brushed his chest in the dark. “You must have really good circulation, huh? Is that how you got the job?”

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

“I didn’t realize men could be bedwarmers,” said the Count, frowning at the svelte body stretched beside him. “I guess it makes sense, though. You look like you have a really high metabolism.”

The other man laughed huskily. “The good Duke said you made no use of the women he sent you. He hopes that I may be more suited to your needs…”

Then Count touched his fingers to his face. He did tend to run cool, but he’d put on a little fat since the last time he’d stayed beneath the Duke’s roof and was not so quick to chill.

“The ladies did a fine job,” he said, a little defensively. He was not the skinny boy he’d been during the first campaign. Surely he did not need a remedial bedwarmer.

“Mmm,” said the other man. “I’m sure they did. We could call them in to join us, if you like.”

The Count glanced at the heavy woolen bedclothes and at the fire crackling in the hearth. He’d wake up swimming in his own sweat if any more bodies were added to the mix. “No thank you,” he said. He scratched his chin thoughtfully. “What do you folks do during the summers, anyway?”

“My lord?”