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avantegarda:

I saw a post about traditional folk music genres from around the world and I couldn’t resist the urge to do one for some of the various kindreds of Elves, I am so sorry

Vanyarin Folk Music Genres

  • God Loves Everyone But Especially Us
  • Gee The Valar Sure Are Great
  • Here Is An Hour-Long Poem About Wine
  • Let’s Stomp On Some Grapes
  • My Wife/Husband Has The Prettiest Hair In Town
  • Everything Is Absolutely Fine

Noldorin Folk Music Genres

  • My Family Is The Best And Bravest, Fuck You
  • A Comprehensive List Of Things Feanor Has Invented
  • I Would Kill God For A Silmaril
  • I Built You A Giant Library Because I Love You
  • Look At How Shiny And Glamorous Our Swords Are
  • Oh Shit We Fucked Up We Fucked Up

Telerin Folk Music Genres

  • Yo Ho Ho We Are Not Pirates But We Appreciate The Aesthetic
  • My Girlfriend Makes The Best Boat Sails
  • I Caught A Fish And It Was Thiiiis Big
  • Boats Boats Boats Boats Boats
  • The Noldor Killed Everyone I Love (Fuck You)

Sindarin Folk Music Genres

  • All Trees Are Great But Especially This One (It’s A Metaphor For Love)
  • Never Forget How Hot The King’s Wife And Daughter Are
  • I Shot That Deer Because I Respect It
  • I Made Moonshine And Now We Must Dance All Night
  • Please Marry Me, I Have A Very Long Bow (Definitely Not A Double Entendre)
  • Fuck All The Noldor Except The Ones Thingol Is Related To (But Also Them A Little Bit)

Avarin Folk Music Genres

  • I Never Live In The Same Place For More Than A Year (Huzzah, Adventure!)
  • I Don’t Know Who Manwe Is And At This Point I’m Too Embarrassed To Ask
  • Will You Marry Me If I Wrestle A Bear?
  • Congratulate Us On Avoiding Being In This Story

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#Middle Earth #music #I didn’t actually laugh aloud but it still amused me enough to reblog

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azumariko:

he was on TATOOINE you fucking loser

 

thebaconsandwichofregret:

Obi-Wan can find an invisible planet hidden by a devious Sith Lord, Anakin can’t find his ex-best friend on his own home planet while the guy is still using his own damn name.

I know we give Obi-wan a lot of shit for leaving Luke with his real surname but Anakin really is that stupid

 

notanotherreyloblog:

the perfect hiding place: the sandiest fucking planet that anakin would never set foot on again

 

soloontherocks:

I’d like to remind everyone again that it’s literally canon that Vader can’t step foot on Tatooine because the desert gets into his creaky old man robot joints and makes his suit break down

aka the sand is coarse, rough, irritating, and gets everywhere

 

ghostymcspooky:

i  d o n t  l i k e  s a n d

 

roachpatrol:

okay but what if everyone was like ‘vader, kenobi’s on tattooine. he’s obviously on tattooine. he’s been there for years. he’s just right fucking there, we all know it.’ and vader is just desperately shaking down jedi like they’re magic eight-balls and he wants a better fortune. like ‘no i don’t like that try again’. 

kenobi’s just sitting there in his pile of sand like a smug fucking bastard. he doesn’t need to hide jack shit. he went to the tattooine board of tourism and got them to print up flyers that say ‘COME TO TATTOOINE, WE HAVE SAND’ and luke is probably going to be safe until his midlife fucking crisis at this rate.

palpatine finds vader aimlessly checking behind pieces of furniture in some shitty space motel on kamino

‘he’s on tattooine,’ palpatine says. 

‘nuh uh,’ vader says, and peers under a couch.

 

thesouthernjedi:

peers under a couch

 

cupcakeshakesnake:

This is the best Star Wars post I have read in a while.


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#Star Wars #headcanons #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #my past self has good taste #torture mention

Letters grouped according to how similar the lowercase version is to the uppercase

sigmaleph:

the-real-numbers:

aeiously:

  • Smaller version, the ideal situation: Cc Oo Ss Uu Vv Ww Xx Zz
  • Quite similar, pretty good!: Bb Ff Hh Ii Jj Kk Ll Mm Pp Tt Yy
  • OK, I guess can see how they got that: Dd Ee Nn Qq
  • ????????: Aa Gg, Rr

Ordered from worst to best

have you ever tried to write something case-sensitive by hand (e.g. the password to the office wifi)

lowercase-uppercase similarity Is Bad Actually

#idk maybe people can make their handwritten letters look different in different cases  #i cannot but my handwriting is notoriously bad

I don’t think I have much trouble with case-sensitive handwriting? At least if I’m actively trying to be clear about which case is which.

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^ a randomly-generated mixed-case string

I do often blur the distinction between f and F if I’m *not* actively trying to be clear, though.


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#reply via reblog #language


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asexualactivities:

Catching up on the prompts from this week. Kind of long.

I have sex dreams, or at least, I have kink dreams. I tried to write an explanation, but I kept feeling like I was just recreating a bit from an email I wrote in August 2015. I might as well copy that here instead.

My erotic dreams are about hive minds, mind-control magic, the occasional sedative, and, increasingly, mundane hypnosis (sometimes partnered, sometimes not). Genitals are rarely involved, and when they are they aren’t really the point. The dreams’ consent status tracks the stories I’ve been exposed to in waking life. When I was young and had only ever encountered non-con stories, I only ever had non-con dreams. Age 18 – 20, when I had a little bit of consensual stuff but mostly still had to resort to non-con, I had the occasional consensual dream but still mostly non-con. The past year, I’ve consumed mostly consensual stories, and had mostly consensual dreams. Some people are fundamentally disturbed by having rape dreams and worry what it says about them, but I’m not one of them. (Well, okay, I was at the *very* beginning, but I got over it quickly.) I prefer the consensual dreams for purely practical reasons: all else being equal, it is better to feel happy anticipation than terror at any given moment (even when I’ll be completely over the terror in twenty minutes), and when my response to figuring out what’s going to happen is to run away, about half the time I *succeed* in escaping. Wasted opportunities, those.

A few months back, I was curious how often I had erotic dreams, so I went through and counted how many were in my dream journal. I then divided this number by the number of days since I started keeping the dream journal, and came up with one day in 70. That’s the average over about 4.5 years.

Since my libido varies with menstrual phase, I started wondering whether the frequency of erotic dreams also correlated with menstrual phase, and cross-referenced my dream journal with the menstruation marks on my calendar. Oddly, the main result was that I have erotic dreams during periods ~50% more often than I would if they were evenly distributed. (Menstruation is a “wildcard” time for me: my libido’s all over the place from period to period. I was expecting more dreams during ovulation, the consistently high-libido time, but it was only slightly higher than chance.)

Despite not “blooming”–my sexuality doesn’t seem to have changed all that much since my earliest memories, though I do understand it better now–I didn’t have my first erotic dream until I was 15. (It was about being assimilated by the Borg.)

When there are other people involved, they’re usually random NPCs, occasionally established fictional characters. (I don’t see their faces, but–being faceblind–there aren’t normally faces in my dreams anyway.) I don’t think I’ve ever had an erotic dream about real people. Sometimes I play myself, sometimes someone else.

I can enjoy porn, but damn is it hard to find good porn when you’re turned off by intercourse. (For extra “fun”, I’ve found myself being turned off by non-con these days too. There is consensual hypnosis porn out there, but most of it is still non-con.) I usually have to skim bits even at the best of times.

Once in a blue moon I’ll enjoy a still image, but I almost always use text-based porn. This is probably an extension of preferring text-based media in general (even non-sexual videos get overstimulating, and audios to a lesser extent), plus it’s easier to skim the squicky bits with text, or pause, or go back and savour a particularly good bit.

In subject matter, my fantasies are much like my dreams. I’d say their frequency and intensity varies with libido, but I pretty much *define* libido as the frequency and intensity of sexual fantasies, so that’s tautological. If I’m idly daydreaming in the background while I do other things, I won’t get turned on, but if I focus on it I usually will.

(Re: this post, I usually deal with the problem of getting bogged down in negotiation by having most or all of it happen offscreen. A lot of the problems you describe kind of sound like a mixture of not skipping over enough stuff and trying to have very visually detailed fantasies without having a detailed enough visual imagination to run them on. My visual imagination is towards the low-detail end, and I deal with this by just not having a lot of visual detail in my fantasies. There’s some visual aspects, but mostly I focus on verbal and touch/kinesthetic stuff.)

Okay, so the reason I couldn’t find that last paragraph for a context-link is because it was never on my blog at all. Fixing that.

(you’ve probably figured it out by the time you read this far, but I wrote the OP)


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#(October 2016) #conversational aglets #oh look an original post #sexuality and lack thereof #is the blue I see the same as the blue you see #dreams #nsfw text

overlordtulip:

A few months ago, it came to my attention that, for many people, helplessness is a central cause of anxiety, such that a good way to reduce their anxiety is to reduce their sense of helplessness.

This is deeply bizarre to me. For my part, I tend to find helplessness actively comforting, and situations of helplessness to be among those where I have the least anxiety. If there’s a situation whose outcome I’m unable to affect, then I can just relax and let it resolve itself, rather than worrying about exactly what actions to take and how they’ll affect the outcome.

(For example: asking for things from people who I’m not accustomed to asking for things from is often a high-anxiety activity for me; but waiting for a response after asking, when there’s nothing more for me to do, is low-anxiety.)

I’m now kind of curious how many other people have the arrangement I have rather than the apparently-default helplessness-increases-anxiety one. And also how the apparently-default one works, because my model of its internals is currently pretty weak.

I’ve thought about this too, and I think the way it works for me is that *uncertainty* increases anxiety. Helplessness decreases uncertainty about *what to do next* but increases uncertainty about *the outcome*: which of these effects is bigger depends on the situation.

Waiting for a response to a difficult email is worse than writing it, because if I haven’t sent the email yet I *know* there’s been no response and I at least theoretically have ways I can tweak the phrasing and such to make them more likely to respond well, but if I’ve sent it the response *might* arrive at any time and *might* be bad, and I have no further methods of weighting the probabilities in my favour.


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#reply via reblog #is the blue I see the same as the blue you see #this probably deserves some warning tag but I am not sure what