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Don’t Stop Us Now

@softkent ‘s 14 Days of Love fic-a-thon, day 6: ruined surprises!

It all started because Katya decided to have mercy on Eric and let him take morning classes this semester. WGSS120 was an amazing class, Professor Atley had the coolest stories about how postwar industrialization led to compulsive female domesticity, and his seatmate wasn’t the worst thing to see at 9:30 AM every Tuesday and Thursday. He would have almost been dreamy if he had the slightest knack for small talk. As it was, Eric didn’t even have a name to go on, just intent blue eyes and an ass that even the baggiest of shorts couldn’t mask.

One day, Eric decided to drop a hospitality bomb on the guy and see if he could coax a response out of him. They were both consistently early to class, so Eric budgeted ten minutes for a brief chat before class started and turned to Cute Guy with a winning smile on his face.

“So how about that reading, huh? I thought it was fascinating how cake mix became a prestige thing- everyone in my family bakes, and I don’t think we’ve used a box mix in forty years.”

“Yeah,” the guy said, “I think it had something to do with the scientific advancements they made in food preservation for the troops. Shelf stabilization wouldn’t have been nearly as achievable in earlier years.”

Miraculously, once you got onto a clear subject, Cute Guy was actually a decent conversationalist. Eric found himself losing track of time as they dissected last night’s chapters of Marling.

“And the American National Exhibition anecdote!” he giggled. “Who can even tell the difference between Russian and American Coke?”

“I bet it’s easier with all of the Soviet Union breathing down your back. ‘Da, cola of Mother Russia is vkusno!’”

“Nice accent,” Eric told Cute Guy.

“Really? Thanks, I’ll have to tell Geno. He’s always knocking my Russian. He’s, uh, a friend of my dad’s, and we both play hockey.”

“So that’s what your weird doodles are? Hockey plays?”

“Yeah, I’m captain of the hockey team here. We’re not half bad, if I say so myself.”

“Wow,” Eric enthused, “you must be a pretty good skater, then.”

“Yeah, I guess. I could teach you sometime, if you want. I’m Jack, by the way,’ Cute Guy said.

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sharpington  asked:

Hi, I want to ask about the azawahks in your last post, what qualifies each as "healthy" or "obese?" The healthy one doesn't seem to have enough fat or muscle to cushion its bones and the obese doesn't have near enough fat to impair movement or put excess pressure on its joints. Is their weight being judged by how healthy and comfortable the animal is or by how cool it looks?

Here’s another similar ask on the subject that came in:

“ You recently got into a discussion on dog body types and obesity and ended up comparing the body of a healthy azawakh and an overweight one, but in the picture you used for the healthy dog you could see its ribs. So I was wondering what about the breed or any type of dog could lead to that being a healthy appearance. Is is something with what the dogs were originally breed for or maybe the environment? (it was also mentioned that azawakhs are capable of withstanding extremely high temperatures) “

These are the dogs involved in the question, for those just tuning in:

Correct weight azawakh above, obese below. 

I asked @desertwindhounds to answer this for me because she’s got a huge background in sighthounds, both from her own breeding and extensive research. Here’s her take:

“ Azawakh have what is known as very ‘dry’ musculature and skin. The muscles are very flat and the skin is very thin and tight, and their coat is typically very thin with very short hair. Combined with the lack of body fat, what you get when you are looking at many Azawakh is the same effect as a human body builder (without the deliberate dehydration.) This is an endurance runner, not a sprinter with big bunchy fast twitch muscles like a racing greyhound. The look is simply the way the dog is constructed.

The purpose of fat and muscle is not to 'cushion the bones’ on any dog, muscles move the dog and fat provides insulation or energy storage. You do NOT want a layer of fat on a working sighthound, it insulates the body. Running produces a lot of heat and some of that is dumped through the skin, a fat layer prevents that and the dog will overheat. Most sighthounds appreciate a bed to lie on, but something I have never seen in a country of origin dog, which don’t typically have cushions or blankets, they sleep on the ground, in a basic shelter, or in a den, is pressure sores. COO Azawakh have a large variety of appearance, and many do not have the extremely dry look that is appreciated by Western breeders. It’s a matter of personal preference in Western breeding. 

 Note that the coat has a good deal of influence on how thin and dry the dog looks. A smooth Saluki in hard condition with no body fat and a very short coat can have a similar dry appearance. A feathered Saluki in the same condition would not, because the coat is long enough to smooth out the appearance, it hides the extreme contours. With coated sighthounds like Borzoi or Afghans you’d never see that degree of dryness, the hair hides it. Sighthounds also have much thinner skin than other dog types, and a good sighthound will have very tight, elastic ligaments, including the layer under the skin (if you pull the skin up on a sighthound, it should pull back strongly), so the skin will actually 'cling’ more tightly to the dog, emphasizing the musculature. 

 It is really difficult to explain this to someone who is freaked out by the appearance. It helps to get your hands on such a dog. They do NOT feel frail or sickly, they feel solid and muscular, dense, and they should have plenty of muscle over the loin and along the withers. It feels, frankly, like running your hands over a human marathon runner with little body fat. Same thing, actually, except that humans are constructed in such a way that they don’t have a lot of pokey boney bits that are visible. “

First Therapy Session

Therapist: “So, tell my why you’re here today :)”

Me, cracking my knuckles: “Well you see it’s a funny story…” ///proceeds to lay out my Traumatic Experiences™ like the worlds worst #Edgy fan fiction for the next hour.

Therapist: “Well… I’m thinking you have severe, long term depressive disorder with additional symptoms of anxiety and disassociation…”

Me: “💯 💯 💯 👌🏼😂😂🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻👌🏼”

Therapist: “How did you even say that aloud??”

They’re too nice to fight each other what are you even talking about.

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In my Russian culture class today, we got to discuss one of my favorite paintings, Ivan the Terrible and His Son, by Ilya Repin (1885), and I wanted to share it, not only because it is a beautiful and compelling painting, but also because of the history behind it. 

Ivan IV of Russia, commonly known as Ivan the Terrible, is pictured here with his dead eldest son and heir, Ivan Ivanovich. 

It was a very hot day and Ivan Ivanovich’s wife was heavily pregnant and walking around in what Ivan deemed was less than proper attire for the wife of a tsarovich. When he forcefully told her as much, his son intervened on her behalf, defending his wife from his irate father. Infuriated at his defiance, Ivan struck him in the head with his staff, killing him. His eldest son and the heir to the Russian throne was now dead. After Ivan IV’s death a few years later, Russia fell into a long period of civil strife known as the Time of Troubles. 

I don’t want to focus on the politics, though.

This painting is one of Repin’s most famous, and understandably so. We see Ivan’s son, cradled to his father’s chest, dripping in vibrant red blood, with still a trace of shock in his eyes. 

Ivan’s (IV) face is what captivates me though. His eyes are enormous, much like you would find in Russian icon paintings. Ivan, although tsars claimed to be appointed by God, looks anything but holy in this image; in fact, he looks a little demonic. His face is filled with horror, revulsion, and disbelief. Did this really just happen? Is his son truly dead? How many times has he held his son like this before, when he was smaller? It’s all the more interesting to think of a young Ivan (IV), whose father died when he was barely a toddler, leaving him to become a child ruler whose early life was dominated by powerful regents. He grew up without a father; now, in a cruel twist, he has lived to see his own son die, and at his own hands.

Everywhere, the painting is saturated in red, one of the most beloved colors in Russian art. His son is bathed in white, dressed in pale colors, while he is shrouded in black, leaning into the shadows. The two figures jump out at the viewer from the center of the painting, forcing you to study the two of them. It’s painful to look at. But Repin’s masterful use of oil paint and light and dark make it very beautiful, too. 

u got rapmon discussing the influence of the korean music industry as a fightable influence within mainstream pop culture in english on bloomberg

and u got ‘oh shit wait are we live????’

shoutout to aros who struggle with their aromanticism

aros who hate that they’re aro
aros that wish they could feel romantic attraction
aros who have trouble in celebrating this part of themselves
aros who wish they could be any other way
aros who find it hard to accept this/themselves
aros who found no solace in their realizations

i wish you a journey of growth, of learning to find how your aroness fits with you in your life, and to find some sort of peace with it. i believe it’s possible. i believe you can do it.

The Importance of Names and SGRS

The importance of a name is a central theme to SGRS. Yotaro receives his name from Yakumo in the first chapter and first episode. He’s the fool of a rakugo story, the main character who doesn’t drive the action but is instead the conduit action moves through. He takes Sukeroku’s name to fill the hole inside of Yakumo and Konatsu that the previous Sukeroku left. And, finally, he takes the name of Yakumo to carry on his predecessor’s legacy.

The names “Sukeroku” and “Yakumo” represent less a concrete identity and more of an overarching theme. Both are bound under the name of “Yurakutei”. Yakumo is the stage name, the name of the primary rakugoka. Sukeroku is the name for someone who rises to prominence early but is ultimately prevented from ever reaching their peak. This is the case of the first Sukeroku, whom was originally favoured but pushed out by the Seventh Generation Yakumo. The second Sukeroku was expelled by the Seventh Generation Yakumo, which sets off the tragic path of the series. 

Effectively, the Seventh Generation is responsible for all of the tragedy in the series. This post focuses on the names “Sukeroku” and “Yakumo”, the need for balance between these names, and why Yotaro, as the fool, is essential to restoring that balance.

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The Lying Detective: more like the lying perspective

ok. i want to talk about this. i think the theory in which our boys are intermittently drugged with TD-12 is very possible. i’ve been on the fringes of this theory for a while, certain that SOMETHING other than the drugs Sherlock is taking (because heroin or cocaine do not cause hallucinations - because whilst withdrawal could cause insomnia, we see that Sherlock doses just before he goes in to meet Culverton. He is not withdrawing here. He’s literally just used, they made a point to include that). We got a really good discussion going over here, my previous meta/theory/whatever on Sherlock and his drug habits - we concluded that he’s probably taking a whole bunch of stuff, but for the sake of this particular meta, I’m going to assume he’s not wandering around London with a myriad of different, incredibly illegal substances. The context of the conversations had point to him needing a ‘top up’, which makes me think heroin (even though he says he feels ‘psychedelic’ which isn’t really… heroin, but I think he’s just referencing the fact that he’s high rather than anything else). He’s also not really “acting” high, which sort of makes sense seeing as heroin users get to a point where they need more just to function normally (and Sherlock’s been off his tits for weeks, so- yep, makes sense). 

So, we know that for the morgue room meeting, Sherlock is NOT withdrawing. We know that he is pretty much… in control, or he certainly feels as if he’s in control. He has a plan, he thinks it’s going to work. He’s smug and he’s absolutely certain of his abilities.

Except it sort of… stops working in that morgue room, and Sherlock is suddenly confronted with a crisis of mental clarity via Faith. I think this sudden shift from confidence in his abilities to the realisation that he got it wrong sort of sent him spiralling. This is where the TD-12 shit comes in, because I cannot think of any other way to explain this particular scene away… 

Sherlock is hearing auditory hallucinations. His mind begins making connections that are not there. He sees Culverton pick up a scalpel when he is the one to pick the scalpel up, we see him begin to physically lose his grip on reality and he, quite understandably, freaks the fuck out. He feels as if he’s being mocked, moments after Culverton has mentally mocked and derided John and his abilities as a doctor: Culverton has made both of these men question their sanity and their usefulness in the space of minutes. But here’s the important part: I think Sherlock hallucinated more than just the laughing. I think Sherlock hallucinated the severe kicking he got from John, too. Let’s break it down.

Sherlock isn’t just experiencing auditory hallucinations here. He’s seeing Culverton laugh, he’s hearing it and he’s seeing it and it makes him angry, likely because he feels as if his intelligence is being mocked. But check out this screenshot: this is a pretty freaky thing to see, so it’s no wonder Sherlock begins feeling threatened. 

This is where it starts to get a bit Nuts. Sherlock brandishes the scalpel and demands Culverton stop laughing - and yet even when Culverton says he’s not laughing, the laughing continues in the background. John is forced to step in, to control the situation and the blatant manic episode Sherlock is going through and he’s forced to punch Sherlock to snap him out of it.

What does John say to Lestrade, in the scenes running intermittently between this morgue scene?

“I really hit him” Odd thing to say, if you’d kicked someone too. Surely you’d say “I really hurt him’ rather than put emphasis on ‘hit’ if he’d actually kicked Sherlock into submission, because that wasn’t just a singular ‘hit’. That was… brutal, honestly. 

Here’s the interesting part, the camera zooms in on John’s hands, just before the beating above is shown.

Keep in mind that this beating is so bad that Sherlock spits up blood. This is like, internal organs being kicked to shit bad. 

But here’s the thing, in the following scenes, that blood? Completely disappears. 

Where’s the blood? Are you telling me that in a show where they physically painted a pub door sign for literally two seconds of footage are going to forget to place the blood down? nope, sorry, not convinced. 

So, here’s what I think ACTUALLY happened in handy dandy bulletpoints:

  • John gets in between Sherlock and Culverton when he sees the scalpel
  • John crowds Sherlock up against the morgue doors
  • John punches Sherlock when he realises he’s not snapping out of it
  • Sherlock falls and hits his head against the morgue doors, which is why he needs stitching on his eyebrow. I literally have no idea where this eyebrow cut came from otherwise. 
  • Sherlock probably gets a concussion here, let’s be real, so anything that happens in between falling to the floor and John apparently being dragged away by goons that show up out of nowhere should be questionable at best, possibly even including the I killed your wife dialogue. 

The only other POSSIBLE explanation I can have for John beating Sherlock in this way is if he, too, is drugged, and starts having a massive PTSD freak out but that doesn’t account for the missing blood. 

Either way, I don’t think this scene happened the way it’s been set up, because there’s too many inconsistencies. John’s characterisation here is really weird at best: I can’t see him beating the shit out of Sherlock like this without some sort of… trigger? who knows

anyway thanks for coming to my ted talk

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Red Carnations and Arrow

Did anyone else notice the red carnation in the precinct at the end of last night’s episode followed almost immediately by the vase of red carnations at Helix right in front of Felicity’s work space? If not, here’s a refresher:

I will be writing a full on meta for this probably over the weekend when I have some time, but whoever wants to add anything to it, please feel free! I just wanted to see if anyone else noticed this and had any theories.

Tagging @hope-for-olicity, @eilowyn1, @dust2dust34, @quiveringbunny, @dettiot, @geniewithwifi, @felicityollies, @storyteller0311, @supersillyanddorky06, @quant-um-fizzx, @smoakmonster, @yet-i-remain-quiet, @cherrychapssstick because you guys write some of the best metas out there and I’d really like to see what you think about this before I finish my research and lay it all out.

anonymous asked:

Whenever racist shitholes talk abt how refugees make scandinavian countries unsafe I just wanna remind them that the white supremacist Breivik killed more people in one day than any major terror-incident involving IS that's struck scandinavia this past decade.

amen

(also we’re not gonna reply to refugee politics or political asks in general on here, it’s not the place and it’s also way too fricking early to be throwing shizzle like that around. it literally happened a few hours ago, people are still in shock and barely mourning yet, have some respect)

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Commission wip of Unknown and Seven as race car drivers~

Meet & Greet

Ellen Muth - We got Ellen at our table straight off the bat (not a sign of things to come!) she was super sweet and less nervous than I imagined. 

Aaron Abrams - He said lovely things about my flower crowns (the ones at our table and at others) decided that I should promo my crowns with “the cumberbund feel”. 

Demore Barnes - Had some lovely white wine, we watched him read his invite and it was beautiful!

Hugh Dancy - So we went around the table and asked where everyone was from, being from Hampshire I won! He left with lots of Jaffa Cakes and after having some whisky (and safe to say his tolerance for whisky is v. different from fanfic Will.) He was super lovely and up for the weekend and it made me really happy to see him comfortable! It was decided that Tr/ump talk was banned for the weekend to give everyone a week. Hugh took three taps to be pulled away from our table so dude wanted a chat!

Scott Thompson - He recognised me from RDC1! Amazing! We played Cards Against Humanity and of course the “Preller” white card won!

Bryan Fuller - We were the last table at the Meet and Greet, Bryan didn’t manage to get to us until just after 3am. He was lovely and still up for it even though it was so late! It was amazing how he just stayed at those tables until their chats were done. He saw my Cards Against Hannibal and took a photo of a chilton card to show Raul! We talked loads about American Gods, got loads of tit bits and then finally got around to discussing Hannibals future. I thought it was super important we translate this info to everyone:

The options are as follows:

Swing Gaumonts Way: Continue the Hannibal and Will story (CUBAAAAAA) 

Swing MGMs Way: SOTL but, they loose Gaumont and the rights to Will.

Bryan was basically gauging the opinion of the room. There is a option to do Gaumont first, and then potentially go to MGM after. But basically it’s a choice about whether we want Will to continue being in the show. (And with Hugh Dancy here, it’s awful to think about!)

I’m personally massively of the opinion to finish what’s been started story wise, we need to continue with Will and Hannibal, and I’m happy to sacrifice a potential SOTL story line for it, but there’s always a chance to go back to SOTL with MGM after the Hannibal/Will story.

Let Bryan know your thoughts but it’s important to know that a SOTL story will not include Will in his current form.

(Serious bit over)

We got out of the M&G just before 4, Bryan did mention he hit a wall and honestly I don’t blame him. It’s by far the longest M&G but absolutely worth it!

Bryan took selfies with every table and hopefully he’ll upload them.

In other news, my sister and I got into a discussion involving the evolution of Optimus Prime’s character and I commented on how important his character has been in acting as a “latch key father figure” for many fans (something mentioned by Peter Cullen himself) when she goes “Oh, we’re talking about Optimus right? I thought you meant Megatron.”

And I’m like “No, Megatron isn’t a concerned dad. Megatron is the dad that forgets you in the ball pit at Chuck E. Cheese and has to circle back.”

anonymous asked:

I'm still salty about Rhys's comment that Cassian would sleep with Feyre if she wanted to though, that's like the last thing Cassian would do :(

I totally get you nonnie, because there are some weird ways that the Inner Circle talks about Cassian re: sex. I don’t think that Rhys actually believed it though? He wasn’t being literal. We have to look at the context of the discussion and who Rhys is, what we know about how he interacts with Feyre (especially at this time since they are still… figuring things out), what he and Feyre were doing at the time. Here is the comment:

“Cassian tried to convince me last night not to take you. I thought he might even punch me.”
“Why?” I barely knew him.
“Who knows? With Cassian, he’s probably more interested in fucking you than protecting you.”
“You’re a pig.”
“You could, you know,” Rhys said, holding up the branch of a scrawny beech for me to slip under. “If you needed to move on in a physical sense, I’m sure Cassian would be more than happy to oblige.”
It felt like a test in itself. And it pissed me off enough that I crooned, “Then tell him to come to my room tonight.”

This scene is when they are going to the Weaver, and Rhys has a history of… goading Feyre, when she is upset for various reasons. He distracts her by annoying her, by pushing her buttons. I don’t think that his comment should be taken literally in any way. I mean… Rhys is clearly in love with Feyre, why would he actually suggest that??? And she recognizes what he is doing, moments later:

“A dangerous line—one Rhys was forcing me to walk to keep me from thinking about what I was about to face, about what a wreck I was inside.

Anger, this … flirtation, annoyance … He knew those were my crutches.

What I was about to encounter, then, must be truly harrowing if he wanted me going in there mad—thinking about sex, about anything but the Weaver of the Wood.”

However, there is a history of people making jokes about Cassian, but in this scene he gives shit back to Amren just as easily:

“No one warming your bed right now, Cassian? It must be so hard to be an Illyrian and have no thoughts in your head save for those about your favorite part.”
“You know I’m always happy to tangle in the sheets with you, Amren,” Cassian said, utterly unfazed by the silver eyes, the power radiating from her every pore. “I know how much you enjoy Illyrian—”

There was another comment on that post (I’m assuming your ask is a response to that) that explained how Cassian would have actually reacted to that situation of Feyre coming to him, and yeah, he is not actually up for sex with whoever the hell Rhys sends his way. And if we were to look at this from a different perspective, if Cassian were female, then we would definitely be looking at this as a sort-of taking away of his bodily autonomy, basically?

But this quote here is what makes me think that he is willing to play this role in particular circumstances, for the benefit of his friends, in a way:

“We’d just appeared in the mud outside the little house when Cassian drawled from behind us, “Well, it’s about time.”
The savage, wild snarl that ripped out of Rhys was like nothing I’d heard, and I gripped his arm as he whirled on Cassian.
Cassian looked at him and laughed.
But the Illyrian warriors in the camp began shooting into the sky, hauling women and children with them.
“Hard ride?” Cassian tied back his dark hair with a worn strap of leather.
Preternatural quiet now leaked from Rhys where the snarl had erupted a moment before. And rather than see him turn the camp to rubble I said, “When he bashes your teeth in, Cassian, don’t come crying to me.”
Cassian crossed his arms. “Mating bond chafing a bit, Rhys?”
Rhys said nothing.
Cassian snickered. “Feyre doesn’t look too tired. Maybe she could give me a ride—”
Rhys exploded.”

TBH, the way that Cassian is acting here is so like Mor - pretending to think this is funny, while also preparing himself for what he knows is coming, what he has baited Rhys into. It was necessary. He doesn’t literally think that Feyre will have sex with him. Just like Rhys never literally intended for her to approach Cassian. So… if you look at the context, think about what we know about the characters, I don’t see this as being such a problem as some others seem to.

If there is more evidence I would love to see it, if it challenges my ideas or not, because I honestly haven’t really spent any time thinking about this in too much detail - mostly because I don’t think that the Inner Circle is dysfunctional or that Cassian in any way is somehow… the victim of their disregard or disrespect. I almost didn’t even want to go into this aspect of Cassian’s character because… fandom history. I’d like to explore more of his character, either way. So that he isn’t just seen as a trope or a stereotype of himself. BUT, I think that if you look at his character’s parallels with Mor, the way that he is basically… subtly taking care of various needs? We get a lot deeper.