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she/they | lesbian | if i like your selfie its cause I think youre hot | 21+ I've had this username longer than musk has been on his bullshit - I was here first, bitch.

[edgebug]

happy 20 year anniversary of Neil banging out the tunes!

though every rat is special, it's a wonderful and unusual thing for their accomplishments to be remembered and cherished by so many people so many years later. we're all so fortunate to know about the rat who banged out the tunes!

thank you to all the people who sent me reference photos of their beloved rats for this piece!!! credits under the cut!

@joe-spookyy Ben and Socrates

@gooseontheinternet Chamomile and Beefy

@runawayy-rat Bartholomäus and Emo

@theunholystromboli Macrogryphosaurus, Xenoceratops, and Graciliraptor

@techlecticwtch Solas and Dorian

@merlyn-bane Roslyn and Rizzoli

@logictoinsanity Luna and Buttercup

@hagsthehag Orphie, Psyche, Calypso, Ariadne, and Eury

my sweet ladies Bonnie, Mira, An, and Tula

and of course, the irreplaceable

Neil,

who banged out the tunes

[voskhodart]

Turning heavenward.

[thepiedsniper]

Image 1: Apollo 1. This was meant to be the first crewed mission of the Apollo program, but a cabin fire during a launch rehearsal test killed all three crew members: Command Pilot Gus Grissom, Senior Pilot Ed White, and Pilot Roger B. Chaffee (pictured)

Image 2: Challenger. The first fatal accident involving an American spacecraft while in flight. The entire crew was killed: Dick Scobee, commander; Michael J. Smith, pilot; Ronald McNair, mission specialist; Ellison Onizuka, mission specialist; Judith Resnik, mission specialist; Gregory Jarvis, payload specialist; Christa McAuliffe, payload specialist, schoolteacher (pictured)

Image 3: Sputnik 2. Laika was the first living Earthling (other than fruit flies) in space, and her capsule was never designed to come home.

Image 4: Soyuz 11. Georgi Dobrovolski, Vladislav Volkov, and Viktor Patsayev (pictured). The first people aboard a space station, spending 23 days aboard Salyut 1 in 1971. They died tragically on their return to earth when a valve failure caused their capsule to depressurise.

Image 5: Columbia. Space shuttle disintegrated upon re-entry, killing Commander Rick Husband, Pilot William McCool, Mission Specialists Michael Anderson, Kalpana Chawla, David Brown, Laurel Clark, and Payload Specialist Ilan Ramon (pictured).

Image 6: Soyuz 1. The first human death in space. Vladimir Komarov (pictured) was killed when his descent module crashed upon re-entry. It is said that Komarov knew the mission was unsafe, but if he pulled out then they would have sent his friend to die instead: Yuri Gagarin (the first man in space).

Image 7: The Fallen Astronaut. A 3.5-inch (8.9 cm) aluminum sculpture that was left on the moon by the crew of Apollo 15 to commemorate the astronauts and cosmonauts who have died in the advancement of space exploration.

[me-is-me]

My dad sent me this…

I’m not crying… no. Yeah. I am crying.

[shigure]

i'm sorry i never did your tag game. i love you

[alanaisalive]

The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.

Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.

So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.

Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.

[iguanamouth]

oh shit

[throughshadow-to-the-edgeofnight]

[alanaisalive]

As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.

[docd666]

Y'all know what to do Tumblr.

[spicypolls]

Which would you rather?

Never have sex again.

Always have the disembodied voice of Morgan Freeman narrating your sex.*

Coward's option. (See Results)

Voting ended onNov 12, 2024

*Everyone involved in the sex itself can hear this. It isn't overly loud or distracting but it can't be ignored.

[shanastoryteller]

is there anyone out there with a nyt cooking subscription

will they send me the chamomile tea cake with strawberry icing recipe

[alexseanchai]

This buttery, chamomile tea-scented loaf is a sweet pop symphony, the Abba of cakes. A pot of flowery, just-brewed chamomile isn’t required for drinking with slices of this tender loaf but is strongly recommended. In life and in food, you always need balance: A sip or two of the grassy, herbal tea between bites of this cake counters the sweetness, as do freeze-dried strawberries, which lend tartness and a naturally pink hue to the lemony glaze. This everyday loaf will keep on the counter for 3 to 4 days; be sure the cut side is always well wrapped.

Ingredients Yield: One 9-inch loaf ½ cup/115 grams unsalted butter 2 tablespoons/6 grams chamomile tea (from 4 to 6 tea bags), crushed fine if coarse 1 cup/240 milliliters whole milk Nonstick cooking spray 1 cup/200 grams granulated sugar ½ teaspoon coarse kosher salt 2 large eggs 1 large lemon 2 teaspoons baking powder 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract 1½ cups/192 grams all-purpose flour 1 cup/124 grams confectioners’ sugar ½ cup/8 grams freeze-dried strawberries

Preparation Step 1 In a small saucepan, melt the butter over medium heat. Add 1 tablespoon chamomile to a large mixing bowl. Pour the hot melted butter over the chamomile and stir. Set aside to steep and cool completely, about 1 hour. Step 2 Use the same saucepan (without washing it out) to bring the milk to a simmer over medium-high heat, keeping watch so it doesn’t boil over. Remove from the heat, and stir the remaining 1 tablespoon chamomile into the hot milk. Set aside to steep and cool completely, about 1 hour. Step 3 Heat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9-by-5-inch loaf pan with the nonstick cooking spray and line with parchment paper so the long sides of the pan have a couple of inches of overhang to make lifting the finished cake out easier. Step 4 Add the sugar and salt to the bowl with the butter, and whisk until smooth and thick, about 1 minute. Add the eggs, 1 at a time, vigorously whisking to combine after each addition. Zest the lemon into the bowl; add the baking powder and vanilla, and whisk until incorporated. Add the flour and stream in the milk mixture while whisking continuously until no streaks of flour remain. Step 5 Transfer the batter to the prepared pan and bake until a skewer or cake tester inserted in the center comes out clean (a few crumbs are OK, but you should see no wet batter), 40 to 45 minutes. Cool in the pan on a rack for 30 minutes. Step 6 While the cake cools, make the icing: Into a medium bowl, squeeze 2 tablespoons juice from the zested lemon, then add the confectioners’ sugar. Place the dehydrated strawberries in a fine-mesh sieve set over the bowl and, using your fingers, crush the brittle berries and press the red-pink powder through the sieve and into the sugar. (The more you do this, the redder your icing will be.) Whisk until smooth. Step 7 If needed, run a knife along the edges of the cake to release it from the pan. Holding the 2 sides of overhanging parchment, lift the cake out and place it on a plate, cake stand or cutting board. Discard the parchment. Pour the icing over the cake, using a spoon to push the icing to the edges of the cake to encourage the icing to drip down the sides dramatically. Cool the cake completely and let the icing set.

[sp-eedysp-special]

We out here torrenting recipes now? Reblog

[bullofthestarrysky]

@mrs-bingley

[ignescent]

Reminder - in the US, you can't copyright recipes. (This is why online recipes tend to have stories wrapped around them - you /can/ copyright the story. But the recipe directions are exempt from copyright.

[cloudabserk]

have you ever in your life been struck by the urge to have a baby (unrelated to your actual desire/ability to have a baby). not to get pregnant or give birth, just to Have Baby

yes i have

no i have not

Voting ended onSep 19, 2024

[cloudabserk]

not about your actual desire to raise a child. just the random Baby Urge

[yesornopolls]

Has your hometown ever been name-dropped in a movie or TV Show?

Yes

No

Has your hometown ever been name-dropped in a movie or TV Show?

Yes

No

Voting ended onSep 2, 2024

[ruffboi-mags]

am updating my "Gravity Falls takes place in 1998" theory based on observable technology/culture I've managed to catch:

old-style flip phone (like pre-RAZR style, they all got weird after the RAZR and that came out in 2004)

Multiple teens seem to have them (mentions of "did you get my text?") but I've only spotted one teen USING one.

AND the phone appears to have a camera so it can't be earlier than 2000

There's a social media-esque "status update" on said phone in the episode, but it easily could've been something like OpenDiary, Livejournal, or Xanga, all of which could theoretically be accessed by shitty flip phone browsers which did exist by the end of the 90s, and all of those sites were launched in the 90s.

There are CDs but no sign of MP3 players

Boy Bands are still a big deal, complete with frosted tips

no sign thus far of anyone having laptops (other than the clunky old 1980s one that's plot relevant)

VHS tapes of current media (aka one of Mabel's shows).

I'm shifting my guess to GF taking place between 2001 and 2003.

[ruffboi-mags]

Okay so s2 keeps having references to Ford going missing "30 years ago" which does throw a wrench in the works since we know that happened in the early 80s, but frankly I'm willing to say that's a plot hole that I will be ignoring, because the entire show's vibe is way more reminiscent of kind of the 1998-2002ish era. It reminds me of the kind of tech and stuff we had when I was in middle school and early high school. I still think it tracks.

Also the camera phone may not have actually been a camera now that I revisit the screenshot, so that means it easily could've been 1998-2000ish.

[piedude]

I always just thought of it as being because they're in a small town in a particularly secluded area that had a lot of people who weren't in a rush to be caught up on all the latest tech/fashion/news. Kind of like the town in Napoleon Dynamite, which was also the hometown of the director of that movie, Jared Hess.

The fashion, the technology, the music, even the interior design all seems like a mix of the 70s, 80s, and some of the 90s, but they explicitly show Napoleon's school ID at one point and they're in the 2004-05 school year. I remember a quote about that (which I can't find now) from the director who said something like: "Yeah, things like technology and culture take a few years to get past the Rockies".

Idaho isn't Oregon, but they're both on that side of the Rocky Mountains.

[ruffboi-mags]

Okay but again, Pacifica. Her family is clearly legitimately rich. There is no reason for her to have a 5-10-year-old model of phone, and nothing about her family indicates that they would be inclined to buy anything but new things. Also like, even small towns had access to the same cell phones in 2012, the market at the time was almost all smartphones and had been for a few years. While it makes sense the non-Pacifica teens would have older styles of phone, they probably still would've been newer models than the ones they have. If the town was so out of touch, you can't even explain it as their phones being hand-me-downs from their parents, because if the town was universally behind, the parents wouldn't have HAD cell phones.

The thing about small towns is that generally at least a FEW people will have more up-to-date stuff, whether it's technology, decor, or fashion. You will basically never have an entirely-outdated town irl, you'll just have some of the newer stuff mixed with the older stuff. And while Gravity Falls does seem small and not the MOST "with the times" of locales, they also get a fair amount of tourists, so it is highly unlikely they're THAT far off the beaten path. Plus Mabel and her friends are able to (attempt to) attend a big concert that appears to be relatively nearby to Gravity Falls, which probably means a largeish city with things like a mall is probably pretty nearby.

Also I think the Napoleon Dynamite aesthetic was a lot more intentional than any irl small town would just ~be~, I don't think that's a great comparison. Especially since Dipper and Mabel aren't from Gravity Falls, but they don't seem to expect or be accustomed to things more modern than what they're running into.

I'm not trying to dunk or anything, just explaining why I don't think these are reasons that my theory/headcanon is any less supported, y'know?

[thefirstcolonistonmars]

Okay, only because I am actively rewatching GF as I type, Tambry does have a smartphone that looks very similar to an early generation iPhone.

This is from Scary-oke in S2, but she does have a flip phone in S1, so it might just be for the bit.

[dailyflicks]

Keira Knightley as Elizabeth Swann Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (2003)

[horserad-ish]

reblog only if you’ve received less than 1000 boops! we can all get each other to “max”

[ampervadasz]

Unmute !

[takiki16]

[nonethefewer]

this is the best response image ever

[starryeyedjanai]

All things end and all things change.

Steddie | 23k | Explicit | Read on ao3

written for @patchworkgargoyle for the server gift exchange! 🥰 this is also a fill for @thefreakandthehair's winter challenge

Summary: 

When Eddie took over Robin's room, Steve made a promise to himself that he wouldn't scare Eddie off, that he wouldn't do anything to let him know that he’s still carrying a torch for him this many years later—because Steve feels like Eddie had to have known in college.

He had to have seen it every time Steve looked at him for a beat too long, every time he looked to Eddie first when told a joke, every time he wore his feelings so loudly because he’s never had to reign them in before.

And now he’s doomed to spend more than a week letting Eddie show him glimpses of his life that he’s never seen before, parts of him that he’s kept to himself up until now.

Steve feels like the more he gets to know Eddie, the more ingrained these feelings for him become.

But, you know, other than all of that, what could possibly go wrong?

Or, Steve was planning to spend the holidays alone, but there's no way Eddie's going to let that happen.

-

excerpt under the cut!

“Hey, are you going to be in town for New Year’s Eve?” Eddie asks as Steve walks out of his room, bleary eyed and barely awake. “I told you I’m visiting my uncle Wayne for Christmas, but I can be back in time for New Year’s Eve if you’ll be here.”

“I’ll, uh, I’ll be here,” Steve says, his voice still scratchy from sleep.

“What are your plans for Christmas now that Birdie’s gone home with Chrissy?” Eddie asks, dropping the curious act and getting to what he really wants to know.

It’s too early for this.

Eddie knows he has less of a filter when he’s just woken up, so this is a targeted attack.

He’s been avoiding answering the question when Eddie’s asked what his plans were before, but Christmas is in a few days and it looks like his hemming and hawing around an answer—‘I might go with Robin and Chrissy,’ and ‘I’m not sure yet’—won't suffice anymore.

Robin left yesterday with Chrissy to spend Christmas and New Year’s Eve with her family, her first time taking Chrissy home to her parents, and Steve obviously didn't go with them.

He hums and takes the cup of coffee Eddie pushes into his hands when he takes a seat at their kitchen table. He takes a sip, trying to formulate a way to not say outright that he’s staying here alone.

He shrugs his shoulders and says, "I’m not doing much. I’ll be in town for New Year’s Eve though,” because his brain is still mostly offline and he’s hoping Eddie will leave it alone. (He knows that he won't, but it’s a nice thought.)

Eddie asks, “How are you getting to your parents’ place? Or are they coming to town?”

Eddie knows Steve isn’t super close with his parents just like he knows that he hasn't spent Christmas with them since he graduated college—he and Robin have spent it together since she and her parents aren't big on Christmas as a whole.

They did visit Robin’s parents the first year after college and spent the holidays there, but since then, they’ve just had Christmases at their apartment, getting each other a couple gag gifts and a couple real ones and opening them in front of their comically small Christmas tree. The only reason they aren't spending it together this year is because Robin’s parents want to finally meet Chrissy.

He gulps down more coffee before saying, “I’m not going to Hawkins.”

“Steve, work with me here. Are you or are you not spending Christmas with your parents?” Eddie asks, leaving no room for ambiguity or ‘misinterpretations’ of his question.

So he just sighs and comes clean.

“My parents are in France for Christmas, so I’m just hanging out here for the holidays,” he says, not looking Eddie in the eyes. His parents did invite him to come along, but his passport is expired and he didn't want to stress about getting it renewed in time for the trip.

“Hanging out here alone?” Eddie asks.

Steve nods, still not looking at him, fiddling with the handle of his coffee mug.

“And how’d you get Robin to leave without you?” Eddie asks, suspicion in his voice.

“What do you mean?” Steve asks, playing dumb.

“I mean there’s no fucking way she’d let you spend the holidays alone, first Christmas taking her girlfriend home or not. So what did you tell her you were doing for the holidays?”

Steve sighs, so worn out all of a sudden. He wishes they weren't having this conversation at 8 in the morning—well, he wishes they weren't having it at all, wishes Eddie’s ADHD would have let him forget to ask what his plans were before he left for his uncle’s place.

“I- may have said I was spending the holidays with you,” he says sheepishly, finally looking up at Eddie.

Eddie levels him an unimpressed look and then, in an even voice, he says, “Okay. So you’re coming home with me.”

“No,” Steve says. “No. I swear I’ll be fine. It’ll be nice even. Relaxing, having some time to myself.” It sounds weak even to his own ears, so he’s not surprised when Eddie doesn't let up.

“Uh huh, sure. You come sit by me when I’m doing my virtual D&D sessions even though you don’t play because you hate being alone for that many hours, but you want me to believe you’ll be alright being alone for more than a week over the holidays?”

God, it's so not fair bringing up how needy Steve is right now. Steve only pretty recently realized how codependent he and Robin were. They spent almost all of their free time together before she started dating Chrissy and when she moved in with Chrissy and Eddie took her bedroom in their apartment, he had to actively stop himself from monopolizing all of Eddie's time because he doesn't deal well with being alone.

He keeps finding himself almost meandering into Eddie’s room first thing in the morning because spending any amount of time without someone’s voice filling his ears is unbearable to him. Even just having someone in his presence, even if they weren't talking, is better than being alone.

He tries to save face by saying, “I swear I’m fine being alone—“

“Nope, you’re coming home with me,” Eddie says, cutting Steve off, his voice final. “It’ll be a tight squeeze since my uncle’s place is pretty small, but he’ll be glad to have someone to talk sports with, so—you’re coming.”

And this is why Steve has been trying to avoid this conversation so hard for weeks now, skirting around the truth with half-answers and changing the subject because he knew Eddie wasn't going to drop it once he knew.

He really has no choice but to accept or else Eddie won't shut up about it. Or worse, he’ll tell Robin and she’s definitely not going to drop it. And she’ll be disappointed that he lied and she’ll make him drive to her parents’ house and threaten to come get him if he refuses and it’ll spoil her Christmas with Chrissy and her parents. And he doesn't want that, obviously.

This is the first time Robin’s been serious about someone and all he wants is for her to spend her Christmas in love and happy and not worrying about him.

So he says, “Fine. Fine, I’ll go home with you.”

As much as he doesn't want to insert himself into someone else’s holiday plans, he doubly doesn't want to ruin Robin’s Christmas.

“Great. We leave tomorrow afternoon.”

The triumphant smile on Eddie’s face doesn't lessen the growing guilt and unease in stomach.

He really was going to be fine, spending the holidays alone. It would have been quiet and he would have hated every second of the silence, but he could have handled it.

His parents were never super into the Christmas spirit part of Christmas anyway. They never had traditions or decorated the house or anything. Growing up, Christmas was mostly about the gifts—not that he was complaining. He always had the newest toys or video game consoles, so for the most part, he was happy enough to skip the rest of it.

It was only when he was dating Nancy and saw how her family gathered for the holidays and spent time together that he realized that his Christmases were always kind of lonely even when his parents were around.

So after college, when he and Robin moved in together, they started to make their own traditions for the holidays, decorating their apartment and wearing matching pajamas and FaceTiming Robin’s parents on Christmas morning.

This would have been the first Christmas since he started having actual Christmas traditions that he’d be spending it alone. So yeah, it would have sucked, but it would have been worth it if it meant Robin got to have her Hallmark Christmas movie moment.

And now he’s apparently going to the Munson’s for Christmas.

At least now Robin won't actually kill him when she gets back and finds out what he did for the holidays.

read the rest on ao3

[little-sw33tie]

Does caffeine have any affect on you?

It wakes me up

It makes me tired

It has no effect on me

Caffeine more like. Anxiety juice

I avoid caffeine

Other (Share in tags if you want)

Voting ended onDec 19, 2023

[amazingdevilfanpage]

Giveaway: Gift Cards to The Amazing Devil Merch Store

In TAD's recent insta post, in addition to the exciting hint at new music and the absolutely delightful pictures, they mentioned that gift cards have been added to their merch store. So, this blog is doing a gift card giveaway!

Two winners will receive a £10 gift card to TAD's merch store.

The Amazing Devil Shop

Online shop for merchandise created by alternative-folk band The Amazing Devil (Joey Batey & Madeleine Hyland). Currently selling lyric artw

Here's how it'll work:

1 like = 1 entry

1 reblog = 2 entries

Max 3 entries per person

The giveaway will be open until Sunday, November 12, 2023 at 10pm EST. After that point, new entries won't be counted.

Winners will be contacted via tumblr ask or chat by @the-gods-upturning-inkpots. If we don't receive a response after 48 hours, a new winner will be chosen.

Winners will need to be comfortable sharing an email their gift card can be sent to.

[sapper-in-the-wire-old]

[amygdala-dan]

This makes no sense

[maxknightley]

it literally could not be more straightforward

[thatguyfromthatwebsite]

It literally doesnt make sence, both have the same value, they're both $30

[sapper-in-the-wire-old]

I think the failure of many people to grasp an incredibly simple, barebones metaphor is demonstrating implicit bias very well

This dude straight up stated the fucking answer and still can’t understand it, because he’s expecting the answer to be his own views lmao

[thatguyfromthatwebsite]

No im not expecting anything its just a badly frammed metaphor

[sapper-in-the-wire-old]

Bro you said the answer. Both have the same value despite different sizes. It’s simple. Basic. Elementary.

[thatguyfromthatwebsite]

But it never says that, it just asks you wich one is greater and the text ends there, wich leads you to thinking that one indeed has greater value then the other, and that the one with the greater value is the answear

[sapper-in-the-wire-old]

It asks you which one has the greater value and what is the answer to that question?

[thatguyfromthatwebsite]

Im not about to argue over a focken tit size metaphor

[sapper-in-the-wire-old]

Never underestimate the lack of reading comprehension on this site lmfao

[flipocrite]